Lu Hechen was taken aback and immediately softened his movements, speaking up, "Alright, I won't use so much strength, is that okay?"
Weilan looked at his approaching face, which seemed much gentler now, his eyes reflecting her image, her flushed cheeks, and her slightly intoxicated and delicate visage.
She was stunned for a moment, then opened her mouth.
Lu Hechen was already close to her, his movements very slow and very gentle.
Gradually, Weilan relaxed her guard.
Only then did Lu Hechen begin.
Weilan felt somewhat uncomfortable yet also expectant; later, her mind was dizzy and hazy, so she simply let him be.
Their struggle lasted quite some time, and Weilan did not protest against him again, just letting him be until he too was satisfied, and only then did they relax.
After taking another bath together, when they returned to bed, Lu Hechen whispered tenderly into Weilan's ear, "Let's not quarrel anymore, okay?"
Weilan hummed, "You're the one who wronged me."
