Reprimand Him with Her Gaze

Han Zhuoli's forehead, shoulders, and even the muscles bulging out from his shoulders and back were all covered in sweat.

A droplet of sweat from his forehead fell into the hollow of Lu Man's collarbone. Han Zhuoli reached out and pulled Lu Man's hand away from her mouth.

He leaned forward and closed in on Lu Man's ear. "Man Man, it's fine being a little bit louder. Only I can hear it. Other people can't hear it at all."

He laughed lightly. "The soundproofing is good here."

Right now, Lu Man's mind was a blank. She couldn't think at all. Normally, she would definitely have understood the meaning behind Han Zhuoli's words.

But right now, Lu Man's hands were gripping tightly onto Han Zhuoli's elbows. She'd completely lost all ability to think.

Han Zhuoli had completely let loose. He was way wilder than he'd been at Lu Man's place.