In the room, An Xi had finished stitching up Lu Yan's wound and had already started to make his bed.
An 'an walked in and looked at An Xi. An Xi's face wasn't the kind that was dazzling and beautiful, but she looked gentle and gentle. She had the look of a good wife and a loving mother. She was the best candidate to be a wife.
If he were to marry An Xi, she would be able to take care of her husband and children. Their future life would be beautiful.
She hadn't expected that after not seeing her for a while, Lu Yan would have such a gentle woman by his side. She had even grown up with him.
He was really a magnet.
"Doctor An, it's been hard on you. Go and rest early, I'll take care of Lu Yan tonight," An 'an said.
An Xi washed her hands by the sink and turned back to look at An 'an. "Miss An' an, Brother Ah Yan is still having a high fever. I'll stay behind to take care of him. After all, you're not a doctor and you don't know how to take care of him."
Brother Ah Yan.
She was really affectionate.
An 'an straightened her back and curved her lips. "Doctor An, although doctors will take care of patients, it's only during the day. At night, the patient should be accompanied by his family. Doctor An, are you Lu Yan's family member?"
An Xi shook her head. "I'm not. Then is Miss An 'an?"
"I am, I'm his adopted daughter. Although he once said that … adopted daughters are just women who are raised for fun."
An Xi froze after hearing An 'an's words. Adopted daughter, women who were raised for fun …
"Alright, I'll make a move first. If anything happens to Brother Ah Yan, please inform me immediately," An Xi said and walked out.
An Xi had left.
She had chased her love rival away.
An 'an looked at the man who was still unconscious on the bed. Why did she feel like kicking him so badly?
She stretched out her hand, caressing his facial features with her soft fingertips …
He hadn't shaved for a long time and his face resembled a goatee. He looked a little unkempt, but his facial features were really well-defined. His brows were straight, his nose bridge was high, his lips thin and cold. He was perfect and there was a tinge of maturity in his good looks. He was so masculine and attractive to women.
At this moment, she could feel that his body was cold.
He was running a fever. His body was alternating between hot and cold. Now, his limbs were as cold as ice, and his skin was cold.
An An took out all the blankets in the room and covered him with them, but it was useless. He was still cold.
Her eyelashes fluttered, she removed her shoes and burrowed under his blanket.
At this time, there was nothing warmer than snuggling up to each other for warmth.
An 'an lay beside him. Strictly speaking, this was the first time they slept together.
She slowly turned her small body to the side and wrapped her slender arms around his muscular waist, gently hugging him.
Feeling the woman's warmth, the unconscious Lu Yan quickly turned over and hugged her in his arms.
Now they were facing each other, and she was in his arms.
Her petite figure formed a strong visual impact with his muscular body. An 'an pressed her little head against his chest and listened to his heartbeat. Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump. It was strong and powerful.
Very quickly, she felt the man bending down, his dry lips pressed against her forehead and he started kissing her.
He started kissing her face.
An 'an's fair fingers wanted to tug at his shirt, but he was wrapped in bandages and his upper body was bare. She could feel his muscular eight pack, which was as hard as iron.
Who knew how many women he had seduced with that body of his.
An 'an felt aggrieved and resentful. She buried her face and didn't let him kiss her.
At this moment, the man flipped over and pinned her down, pinning her on top of him.
"Lu Yan, your injury." She quickly pulled the blanket over and covered both of them tightly.
Lu Yan was in a daze. He felt like he was dreaming. In his dream, An 'an was lying under his blanket, pinned under him.
He bent down, burying his head in her delicate neck and sniffed. It was a faint, milky scent. It smelled so good.
"Lu Yan, what are you doing? Are you a puppy?" An 'an pushed his head away, not allowing him to sniff.
He was really like a puppy, sniffing her body scent.
Lu Yan heard the girl's delicate voice. She called him 'Lu Yan', her tone was coquettish and it made his eardrums go numb.
He closed his eyes and kissed her red lips.
An 'an's icy eyes instantly widened. He kissed her again, pouting her soft lips, as if he was eating some bouncy pudding. He took two mouthfuls, wanting to swallow her whole.
An 'an balled her fists and hammered him. She didn't want him to kiss her.
He fooled around with other women, and there was An Xi by his side. Who knew who he thought she was now? He was still having a high fever, he didn't even know who she was.
Had he kissed other women like this before? Had he …
An 'an knew that she shouldn't be calculative about his past, but she couldn't forget what had happened yesterday.
He leaned against that dark corner and let other women …
An 'an felt her heart wrenching in pain. Lu Yan, why does loving you hurt so much?
She didn't let him kiss her. Lu Yan pinned her down and kissed her delicate face, stretching his calloused hand out to tug on her clothes.
She was wearing a pink sweater. She quickly pressed down on her collar, not letting him have his way.
"Lu Yan, do you know who I am?" she asked him.
Lu Yan was destined to be unable to answer her question. His mind was in a mess, he could only rely on his instincts to find the warmth and tenderness that he wanted.
What he couldn't get in real life, he could do whatever he wanted in his dreams.
His kisses continued downwards …
When his head burrowed under her sweater, An 'an shuddered and quickly woke up. "Lu Yan, don't!"
She pushed him away forcefully. The man on top of her did not leave, but he let out a low groan.
She had hurt his wound.
An 'an's heart instantly ached. "Lu Yan, are you alright?"
There was no blood seeping out of the white bandages on his body, he should be fine.
Lu Yan's heavy body was on top of hers, he buried his head in her neck and panted.
He was dreaming again. His dream was filled with An 'an's youthful and ravishing face. Her delicate face was plump like a rose that had just bloomed, her eyes were glistening, and when she called him' Lu Yan ', her voice was soft and sensual. It was so pleasant to the ears.
It felt so real, she seemed to be right under him.
"An 'an …" He called out in a low, hoarse voice.
An 'an.
He was calling out her name.
He was having a high fever, calling out her name while he was unconscious.
An 'an's eyes reddened. She hated herself. She hated herself for being so easy to coax. He had already coaxed her.
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