Weilan, who had just finished, didn't move an inch. She heard Ding Lan's voice outside, but she couldn't reply. She didn't know how to reply because if she did, she would have to open the door.
She knew very well what that would mean.
And the uncontrollable sounds that Lu Hechen had provoked from her, she wasn't sure if Ding Lan had heard them, but now there were no sounds from outside.
She wanted to struggle to her feet but had no strength.
Lu Hechen was still supporting her, her body leaning against him.
With a slight focus, Lu Hechen picked her up and walked inside, laying her on the bed.
Weilan whispered softly, "Whose bed is this, and you just put me on it casually."
"Mine," Lu Hechen replied.
"Ah!"
"This is my private room."
"..."
Lu Hechen took a tissue to clean her up, "Don't worry, I wouldn't do this anywhere else. If you don't mind the dirt, I still do."
Weilan: "...."
Truly speechless, Weilan's face was flushed from the vigorous activity.