The dark aura around Lu Huai'an seemed to fade in just a few minutes; his hawk-like eyes returned to their usual calm, but the ice within still spread outward.
He stroked the girl's hair with a deep voice soothing, "It's okay now. Once Lun Jun brings the clothes, I'll take you home."
Lin Chu didn't know how to explain.
When that door opened, the beast hidden within Lu Mingchuan was released. All her struggles were suppressed. Before Lu Mingchuan, who was pressing on her, fell to the floor, his lips landed on her neck.
Barely clothed, ambiguous marks of green and purples spread across her skin.
In such a scene, any explanation seemed pale and weak.
As Lu Huai'an stood up, she raised her hand to grip the hem of his shirt tightly, slowly lifting her head, her pale lips moved slightly, her voice hoarse, as if it scraped through her throat carrying threads of blood, "...I didn't...I didn't..."
Didn't what?
Not sleep with Lu Mingchuan?
