"Alright." He admitted generously, looking at her, "I want to hear it. It's been a long time since you called me that."
Weilan murmured in defense, "The situation doesn't allow it."
Living with others, it's not like they were the only two in the entire villa, and the soundproofing wasn't good. How could she call him that? It would be perverted. Besides, Shen Lu was drugged today; she's perfectly normal, isn't she?
"Today, it's just the two of us on this floor, you can call me. Sister Zhang and Zhizhi won't hear."
"My room, the soundproofing is bad," Weilan whispered.
"Then you'll owe me. Tomorrow, when we go back to our place, you can call me then."
Weilan: "..."
"Okay?" he coaxed softly.
She blushed, got angry, and suddenly straddled his lap.
He was taken aback too, his breath suddenly becoming rapid.
"Weilan—"
The next second, Weilan pulled off his towel.
Lu Hechen gasped, and he exclaimed, "Are you not wearing anything under your dress?"
