"An 'an …" Lu Yan called her name again. He held her hand with his calloused hand and interlocked his fingers with hers.
"An 'an, I want you …"
He said he wanted her.
The man's short hair rubbed against her face. His hair was just like him, it was hard and it hurt. An 'an was reminded of their first time. She had drugged herself and given herself to him during his engagement ceremony with that socialite.
Actually, she was already his woman.
But what she wanted to give him back then was different now.
She turned her face slightly and pressed her lips against the man's ear, whispering, "Have you showered? That woman's mouth is very dirty. "
The man on top of her froze.
Under the blanket, their bodies heated up. The man's body temperature also warmed up and it was very comfortable. An 'an withdrew her hand from his fingers and got down the bed. She left the room.
Lu Yan lay on the bed alone. Without the girl's fragrant body underneath him, he felt that the bed was really hard.
His thick, curly, brush-like eyelashes trembled, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
His bloodshot eyes were filled with fatigue, but there was more clarity in them.
He was awake.
The girl's question just now, it was as if a pail of cold water had been poured over his head, drenching him all the way to the soles of his feet. He suddenly woke up.
He had woken up from his dream.
His thin lips curled into a self-deprecating smile, and he closed his eyes again.
…
The next morning.
Lu Yan's fever had subsided. An Xi had taken his temperature and it was normal. However, his wound was still infected and had yet to recover.
"Brother Ah Yan, I'll get a pail of water for you to wipe your body," An Xi said.
Lu Yan's injuries were too serious yesterday and he couldn't take a shower. He was leaning against the headboard lazily and his fringe covered his brown eyes. No one knew what he was thinking about.
During this period of time, he was getting quieter and quieter.
An Xi walked into the bathroom and came out with a pail of hot water. She squeezed out a warm towel and helped Lu Yan wipe his face.
Then, the towel moved downwards. An Xi gently avoided the wounds on his body and helped him wipe his upper body.
The man wasn't wearing a shirt because his body was tied up, so it wasn't convenient. When An Xi wiped the towel in her hand on the man's muscular chest and eight-pack abs, An Xi's face was already red.
In the face of such a high-quality man, with his muscles accumulating a strong sense of plunder, there was probably no woman who wouldn't blush.
An Xi washed the towel and stood by the bed hesitantly. Her gaze shifted to Lu Yan's trousers.
"Brother Ah Yan, do you want me to help you wipe … down there?" An Xi asked softly.
Lu Yan's long leg was bent and his strong wrist was placed on his bent knee. He lowered his eyes and didn't reply, as if he hadn't heard what she said.
An Xi took a deep breath, stretching her hand out to undo Lu Yan's belt.
Just as she grabbed the man's belt, a rough palm suddenly clasped her slender wrist.
An Xi froze. At this moment, the man had already raised his head. His brown eyes were slightly bloodshot and he was looking at her with indifference and displeasure.
An Xi's face turned even redder. She opened her mouth, wanting to explain something. "Brother Ah Yan …"
At this moment, they heard a soft and sarcastic voice. "It seems like I've disturbed the two of you."
Lu Yan and An Xi looked up, An 'an had appeared by the door.
Today, An 'an was wearing a blue knit sweater with a black pleated skirt. The skirt fell above her knees and she wore a pair of long white socks. It was similar to the school uniform and she was as pretty as a water lotus.
Now she stood by the door, looking at the two of them in the room with her cold black eyes. An Xi was tugging on his belt and he was holding onto An Xi's hand. The two of them were extremely intimate.
An 'an raised her hand and knocked on the door. "The next time you do something like this, you should close the door first."
She had misunderstood him.
Lu Yan pursed his dry lips and let go of An Xi's hand. He didn't explain anything, he didn't say anything.
An Xi's face was still very red, but she didn't explain anything. "Brother Ah Yan, I'll take my leave first."
An Xi left the room.
…
After An Xi left, An 'an entered the room and closed the door.
She walked over to the bed and looked at the man. An Xi had already helped him change his dressing, but his face was very pale from the excessive blood loss yesterday. His handsome facial features were tense and there was a tinge of coldness in his pale complexion.
"What were you doing with Doctor An Xi just now?" An 'an asked.
Lu Yan didn't lift his eyes, his thin lips moved and he said in a hoarse voice, "She helped me wipe my body."
Today was the first time he had spoken.
"She also helped you take off your pants and wipe your private parts?"
Lu Yan didn't reply, but his facial features became a little colder.
He was silent. Did silence mean that he was admitting it?
An 'an's hands promptly balled up into fists by her sides, she bit down on her moist lower lip with her white teeth until a line of blood appeared on her lip. He had an endless stream of women around him. Whenever she wasn't looking at him, he would fool around with other women.
An 'an looked at his trousers. "Are you hard?"
His long legs were bent and his trousers were wrinkled. But An 'an looked straight at him, as though she had caught him in the act. She could still tell that something was amiss.
"I'm not."
"You're still denying it? You're clearly hard! Lu Yan, you're so shameless. You're seducing women everywhere just because you're big in there! "
Lu Yan suddenly lifted his head, his deep brown eyes staring at An 'an's ravishing face. This girl was going to drive him crazy.
His calloused large palms unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. "Do you know what seduction is? Look, this is seduction! "
What was he doing?
He actually …
"Ah!" An 'an screamed, promptly covering her eyes with her hands. Her face was flushed red and she took a few steps back in fright.
She was only 18 years old, she had never seen him act like a hooligan before.
Lu Yan fastened his belt again, getting down from the bed. He picked up a black shirt with his calloused large palms and put it on.
No meant no. Men would have certain physiological reactions when they woke up in the morning. It was just that his body size was too big, so it gave her an illusion.
An 'an heard the rustling sound of clothes being put on. When she opened her eyes, Lu Yan was already dressed in a black shirt. He was really tall and strong.
"You don't need to wipe your private parts? It's going to be very dirty if you don't wipe it for a day. "
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