บท 130: Chapter 130, A Match Made in Heaven

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The phone suddenly rang.

Lu Hechen and Shen Weilan both were startled, their movements freezing for an instant.

The ringing came from the bed.

Weilan's clothes were at the foot of the bed, it was the phone in her sportswear, she stiffened and said in a low voice, "I think that's my phone."

"Don't answer," Lu Hechen said sternly.

"Okay," Shen Weilan nodded, complying with his wish.

The two intertwined once more, their passionate breath filling each other's mouths and tongues.

But the phone stopped ringing only to start again, insistently calling.

Such a mood killer.

Weilan's emotions were disrupted.

Lu Hechen also couldn't continue any longer, he got up, took the phone, glanced at it, and his brow instantly furrowed, his eyes sharpened, a flash of displeasure shooting from them.

"Who?" Weilan asked.

"Lu Heyan," Lu Hechen handed the phone to Weilan.

Weilan looked at the phone, turned it to silent mode directly, without answering.