บท 42: Chapter 042: Shen Weilan, You're Dead Meat

Weilan was startled with fear.

Lu Hechen's large hand forcefully gripped her thigh, and the oppressive feeling made Weilan's heart panic to the point of nearly suffocating.

Her face flushed as she resisted, "Brother Hechen, are you that desperate for a woman?"

Why was he different from the cold, ascetic image she had seen before?

He was now completely like a bad man provoked by lust!

Lu Hechen moved his hands up, holding Weilan's waist and said, "Remember, don't provoke me, otherwise, you'll only stimulate me more!"

Weilan's back began to break out in cold sweat, and a wave of unusual emotions surged through her heart, making her extremely embarrassed.

She stared blankly at the ceiling, thinking that it was all over for her!

Suddenly, a shadow loomed over her, and she instinctively widened her eyes.

The next second, her lips were sealed by Lu Hechen.

"Ring ring ring—" The piercing sound of the phone rang.

Both paused.