Shen Weilan slightly opened her mouth, her pretty face flushed.
Lu Hechen couldn't help himself, lowered his head, and hugged Weilan, a passionate kiss sweeping over her.
Weilan was truly panicked by his passion; she couldn't resist, her entire body was under his control, and her bright eyes became dazed due to his sudden ardor, her long eyelashes trembling lightly as her body leaned into his embrace.
In the corner of the corridor, the aunt stood there, her gaze falling upon the couple, her eyes flickering uncertainly.
When the kiss ended, Weilan could hardly stand.
As she looked up, she saw the aunt looking at them, expressionless, and Weilan even detected a hint of hostility in her eyes.
Weilan, originally weakened by the kiss, was jolted back to alertness by the aunt's cold stare, immediately collected herself, and steadied her body.
Her heart filled with confusion, what did the aunt's look mean?