Chapter 647
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Lu Yan closed his eyes and turned around to leave.
He was no longer her Eagle.
Now she had met someone better.
…
In the banquet hall.
An 'an was dressed in a long dress and stood there elegantly. She looked at Li Junxun in front of her.
Everyone around them was jeering — -
"Miss An 'an, hurry up and say yes to Young Master Li. There's no one more compatible than the two of you here."
"That's right, the two of you are really a match made in heaven." …
Li Junxun looked at An 'an tenderly. "An' an, can I invite you for a dance?"
An 'an retracted her hand from the Eagle mask and apologized, "Senior Junxun, I'm sorry. I'm not here to dance."
She wasn't here to dance. She just saw an Eagle mask here …
Li Junxun froze and disappointment appeared on his handsome face. An 'an had rejected him mercilessly.
"An 'an …"
At this moment, An 'an saw a familiar figure from the corner of her eyes. Her cold eyes instantly lit up. She wasn't sure if she had seen wrongly.
"Senior Junxun, I'm a little tired. I'll head back first."
Without waiting for Li Junxun's reply, An 'an immediately left.
…
Lu Yan didn't walk far. His smoking addiction was acting up and he took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket in a corner where there was no one around.
It was very dark where he was standing and only a little moonlight shone in. He took out a cigarette and held it between his fingers. He lit up the lighter and slightly raised his head to light up the cigarette.
He furrowed his brows and took a deep puff. The nicotine in the cigarette was a little faint and it couldn't suppress the throbbing in his body.
After taking two puffs, he heard a coquettish voice. "Sir, do you need anything?"
Lu Yan lifted his eyes and saw a Miaojiang beauty in front of him. She was a singer here and other than playing the piano, she would also serve the officials in the palace.
She was just like the most expensive hostesses in those high-end hotels in the Capital.
Lu Yan's muscular body leaned indolently against the wall, one hand in his pocket and the other holding a cigarette. He exhaled a puff of smoke from his chapped lips and sized up the beauty with his bloodshot eyes.
With one look, the beauty knew that there was a chance. She reached out and took off her coat, revealing the short skirt inside.
This beauty's figure was very good. Her upper body was straight, and her lower body was charming.
The beauty walked over confidently and stood in front of Lu Yan. She stretched her hand out and touched Lu Yan's muscular chest.
Lu Yan didn't move, he just let her touch him. He brought the cigarette to his lips and took a puff. He puffed the smoke on the beauty's body and smiled. "I don't have money."
No money?
The beauty froze, but her hand lingered on the man's muscular chest and she couldn't retract it. It was such a cold day and he only wore a black shirt. Three buttons were unbuttoned at the collar, revealing a large portion of his tanned skin.
He was wearing a pair of black trousers, but his shirt was not tucked into his trousers. His clothes were wrinkled and unironed. He looked like he had no money, but damn it, he exuded an unruly wildness.
This beauty had seen many men, but she had never seen such a manly one. He smelled rough and was full of male hormones.
"Sir, it's okay if you don't have money. Let me take a look. If I'm satisfied, I'll pay you."
This beauty wanted to pay him.
Lu Yan knitted his brows and smoked. He didn't reject her offer. He hadn't had a woman in a long time and he didn't intend to be a monk.
He should still be the same as before. He should enjoy himself and not have extravagant hopes for things that didn't belong to him.
His relationship with women had always been simple. It was business.
"Sir, your body is really hard and hot." The beauty couldn't help but compliment him.
Lu Yan puffed out another puff of smoke. His body was still running a high fever, so of course it was hot. His muscles were strong and tough, just like a fortress.
This was what women loved the most.
He narrowed his bloodshot eyes and looked at the beauty in front of him. He smiled nonchalantly. "Are you clean? I don't want to get sick. "
What nonsense was that?
The beauty blushed and glared at Lu Yan. "Don't worry, I don't want to get sick either."
"Ha." Lu Yan gave a low laugh, his muscular chest moving up and down. It was extremely alluring.
The beauty was already head over heels for him. She unbuckled the belt around his muscular waist and squatted down …
…
An 'an walked over. She was looking for that familiar figure.
She didn't see wrongly. She saw a familiar figure leaving the banquet hall. It was him, it was Lu Yan.
But she couldn't find him.
Where was he?
It was so dark here.
The surroundings were quiet and there wasn't a single street lamp. It was extremely desolate.
At this moment, she heard an abnormal sound. An 'an stopped in her tracks. There was someone here.
She looked in the direction of the sound. In a secluded corner, there was a tall and muscular man leaning against the wall. His long fingers were still smoking and there was a woman squatting in front of him …
An 'an's pupils contracted. Her mind was about to explode.
She recalled that in that room, he had pressed down on her shoulders and then on her head to make her squat.
He had forced her to do the same thing that he had done to her that day. Now, a woman was doing the same thing to him.
He had actually …
An 'an's two little hands that were hanging by her side suddenly clenched into fists, and her white eyes suddenly reddened. This bastard!
Lu Yan was very alert. He could easily sense that someone was coming. There was someone!
His blood-red brown eyes suddenly turned to the side, and a sinister and sharp gaze swept in that direction.
But he instantly froze. It was … An 'an.
An 'an was standing there alone. She was glaring at him with her icy cold eyes.
Lu Yan took two seconds to make a move. He placed the cigarette on the Miaojiang beauty's forehead and pushed her away. He placed the cigarette on his dry lips, unzipped his pants and pulled up his waistband.
"Sir, what's wrong with you? We haven't finished yet." The Miaojiang beauty pouted her lips in displeasure.
Lu Yan didn't say a word. He didn't even look at An 'an again. He turned around and left.
"Sir, why are you leaving?" The beauty called out reluctantly.
Lu Yan strode back to his room. His handsome face didn't have any expression. Actually, it wasn't much. She had seen him in bed with another woman when she was 13 years old. After that, he wanted to marry a socialite. He locked her in the walk-in closet and made her listen to the sounds of him having sex with that socialite.
Although he had already forgotten the socialite's name.
After so many years, he was used to it. She should be used to it too.
He wasn't a good person to begin with.
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