Weilan's cheeks turned red, a bit embarrassed and also a little shy as she whispered in annoyance, "Stop joking like that, we're outside."
"What kind of joke?" Lu Hechen asked with a smile.
And, with a hint of wickedness, he blew a breath into Weilan's ear.
Suddenly, Weilan's ear retracted from the heat, and she dared not look at Lu Hechen anymore.
He stopped at the right moment, looking down at Weilan's flushed cheeks, very satisfied.
"That sort of colored joke, don't make them outside," Weilan stated bluntly.
Lu Hechen's gaze fell on her face, his eyes softening, "That sort of colored joke, I'll say them to you anytime, anywhere, you're my woman, I'll speak as I please."
Weilan glared at him, somewhat helpless, this man ah.
"Alright then, if you want to joke, and a colored one at that, then go ahead, Mr. Lu, how comfortable were you last night when you were taken care of?" Weilan also lowered her voice and looked up at him as she asked.
