Seeing Murong Xue'er about to leave, Lu Chen directly grabbed her wrist and then pulled her delicate body into his arms.
Murong Xue'er didn't struggle, and Lu Chen said at that time, "Practice, why not practice? It has been a long time since I last practiced calligraphy, my handwriting is getting uglier, it's time to seriously practice."
Having said this, Lu Chen walked towards the resting room with Murong Xue'er in his arms, laughing as he walked, "Miss Murong's body is getting softer and softer."
Hearing these words, a blush appeared on Murong Xue'er's indifferent face. She tried hard to control her emotions, attempting not to be carried away by Lu Chen's words.
Soon, they arrived at the resting room, where Lu Chen gently placed Murong Xue'er on the bed and then lightly pressed down upon her but did not hurry to start undressing her.