Chapter 382
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Mr Meissen laughed out loud. "Haha, Master Yan, look at how much you've missed Qingqing these days. Wherever she misses you, she'll spill it on you."
Lu Yan raised his good-looking brows in response to such a dirty joke. "I can't help it. There's always a woman who won't let go of me."
"Hahaha." Mr Meissen laughed out loud.
Qingqing twisted her body coquettishly after her thoughts were exposed. She wiped Lu Yan's trousers with the tissue in her hand.
Lu Yan didn't avoid it. Not only did he not avoid it, he even raised his brows and watched Qingqing's hand moving downwards. His mature and masculine aura made Qingqing blush and her heart race.
Qingqing was about to wipe his trousers.
However, a fair and tender little hand suddenly reached over and wiped the man's trousers with a tissue before he could do so.
Qingqing froze and looked at An 'an beside Lu Yan.
An 'an didn't have much of an expression on her delicate face. She used the tissue to wipe the man's trousers forcefully.
Lu Yan's muscular waist went numb and he quickly grasped An 'an's slender wrist to stop her from wiping his trousers.
Mr Meissen was stunned by the scene. "Master Yan, didn't you raise Miss An 'an like she's your daughter? Is this how you raise your daughter? You let her touch your trousers?"
Lu Yan glanced sideways at the girl beside him and narrowed his dangerous brown eyes.
Mr Meissen finally understood why he felt that there was something strange between this' father and daughter '. It turned out that there was a secret between them that couldn't be exposed.
"Master Yan, we've been friends for so many years. You're getting more and more playful. I really thought that you raised a daughter. So it turns out that you can close the door …"
Mr Meissen's words came to an abrupt halt as Lu Yan gave him an impassive glance.
Mr Meissen shut his mouth resentfully. But he sneaked a glance at Lu Yan's trousers and chuckled in his heart. An 'an had rubbed Lu Yan's trousers so hard that he had a physiological reaction.
Lu Yan let go of An 'an's slender wrist and took out a cigarette from his pack. QingQing picked up the lighter and bent over to light Lu Yan's cigarette.
Lu Yan furrowed his brows and took a puff of his cigarette. Amidst the lingering smoke, he placed his left hand in his trouser pocket.
Every part of his body was shockingly muscular. When he reacted, he couldn't even hide it.
Mr Meissen felt that Lu Yan was really exciting. He had a girl as his mistress, but he didn't know if Lu Yan had done it with her before. It should be easy to knock her out or kill her.
Mr Meissen was a little high himself. He hugged the beauty in his arms and kissed her. Putting on a pretentious act, he asked, "Master Yan, tell me the truth. How many years has it been since you last touched a woman? The last time Qingqing came crying to me, she said that you didn't even touch her at all. Master Yan, this isn't like you."
How many years has it been since he last touched a woman?
Lu Yan took a puff of his cigarette and smirked. It had been a few years, but he had only touched Xiao Qian once every five to six years.
For a man like him, who was used to being dissolute and uninhibited, he was so stifled that he couldn't even remember what it was like to be a woman.
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