In an instant, all of Lu Hechen's reason was stolen away by Weilan.
Shen Weilan always had this ability to drive him mad.
He held Weilan, lowering his head into the nape of her neck.
Weilan was also taken aback.
Some emotions are truly just a trigger away, especially between two adults.
He whispered, "Weilan......"
Her soft murmurs, like those of a kitten, immediately made the man more dizzy.
Lu Hechen liked her just like this; most of the time Weilan was strong, but this demure side of her made him fall deeply in love.
It was a side of Weilan that was rarely seen in front of others.
He picked her up and walked towards the sofa, laying her down upon it.
Weilan bit her lip, her teeth sinking in, leaving deep marks.
Without responding, how could she tell him?
She couldn't find the words.
After all, she was a woman.
At this moment, she knew shyness too.
Shy Weilan truly made him look forward to more.
The contrast was endearing, elevating anticipation even further.
