The two of them had been romping in bed for nearly an hour. For the first time, Lin Chuan experienced the allure of a foreign woman, particularly entranced by Helen's legs.
Helen's legs were truly exceptional, not only smooth to the touch but also captivating to look at.
"Lin Chuan, I'm a bit hungry." Helen said shyly when she noticed Lin Chuan staring intently at her exposed legs.
Reluctantly, Lin Chuan tore his gaze away from Helen's legs and said, "I'm a bit hungry too. Why don't we go out for something to eat?"
Helen nodded silently, and Lin Chuan jumped up, unabashedly getting dressed in front of Helen.
After getting dressed, Lin Chuan saw Helen still wrapped in the sheet, lying on the bed, her eyes on him. He couldn't help but say, "Why are you looking at me? Do I have flowers growing on my face?"
Helen pursed her lips and said, "Go away, who's looking at you. You, turn around, I need to get dressed."
