Weilan tightly pressed her lips together, refusing to let Lu Hechen have his way. She stubbornly clenched her teeth.
But Lu Hechen was also persistent; he lightly tugged the corner of his lips, his gaze firm, and pinched her waist with his large hand.
Weilan mumbled and retreated, trying to push him away.
However, the man was too forceful, and soon he rendered her strength invisible.
Weilan stopped pushing him; gradually, her hands moved from pushing him to wrapping around his neck.
The two embraced, holding each other tighter and closer.
However, they didn't notice, in the far corner of the entrance on the first floor, a pair of dark eyes were watching them with anger and resentment.
It was a slender figure. As she turned around, her long black hair covered the viciousness in her eyes, and she strode away.
