Weilan's heart trembled, her whole body tense.
Those long and straight legs were naturally beautiful, evenly toned and fair, exuding femininity.
The warmth in Lu Hechen's gaze intensified as he looked at Weilan, his eyes filled with deep tenderness.
Without saying much, Weilan's small hand grasped Lu Hechen's arm.
He looked down at her hand on his arm, his eyes darkening.
The sound of running water covered the sound of Weilan's uncontrollable heartbeat. She boldly lifted her nightgown and moved closer to Lu Hechen.
His entire body stiffened and his gaze tightened, as he said in a husky voice, "Weilan, you're going to be the death of me."
"Hehe, do you think you're that easy to kill?" Weilan asked with a laugh.
"Of course. Your charm is irresistible, and I'm a normal man after all, I have my limits," Lu Hechen said, his eyes brimming with emotion.
This girl, she was deliberately trying to kill him.
