Chapter 835
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The man stood in front of the washstand with one leg. His jet-black short hair was dripping wet on his forehead. Tiny transparent water droplets slid down his bronze-colored skin and into the inverted triangle of the towel. Such a strong and evil body could easily cause a nosebleed.
An 'an felt her eyes burning. This man was really good at seducing people.
Now he was washing his underwear with his head lowered. His hands were full of bubbles and the water droplets were splashing everywhere. He was very wild.
Three years ago, this man was surrounded by people and was served by thousands of people. Three years later, his life had become so rough that he even washed his own underwear.
Lu Yan knew that the girl was looking at him from behind. He was expressionless and didn't even lift his head. He washed his underwear by himself.
Turning around, he looked at the girl. "Where are you hanging it?"
He handed the wet underwear over.
An 'an leaned against the door frame lazily. Her black hair was tucked behind her snow-white ears. Under the bright lights, the girl was bright and exquisite, giving off a sense of allure. "Are you sure you want to hang a pair of men's underwear in an unmarried girl's room? What would people think if they saw your underwear floating in my room?"
Lu Yan curved his thin lips. "So you want me to go out without wearing underwear?"
"…"
Go out without wearing underwear …
An 'an didn't dare to imagine that scene. It wasn't suitable for children. Especially for young girls!
She stretched out her fair hand and snatched the wet underwear from Lu Yan's palm, throwing it into the bin.
"Gu An 'an!"
Lu Yan's long fingers grasped her slender wrist forcefully. He wanted to stop her, but it was too late. She had already thrown his underwear into the bin.
F * ck, this girl!
Lu Yan glared at her fiercely. She was about to hit her. She was asking for a beating!
He flung her slender wrist away and wanted to leave.
Hiss.
But An 'an groaned in pain.
Lu Yan froze and promptly looked back. He stared at her with his deep brown eyes. "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"
He hadn't used any force at all just now.
An 'an knitted her pretty brows, looking like she was in pain. Her eyes were watery and she looked at him and pouted her red lips. "You pushed me?"
"…"
He did not push her away!
She was so big, but he couldn't even bear to touch her hair.
But now, she seemed to be extremely aggrieved and even pouted at him.
Lu Yan knew that he was getting on in years. He had to admit what Huo Yanmei had said. If he had had children earlier, his daughter would probably be around her age now.
But a man of his age knew how to dote on others.
He looked at the girl fiercely. Even if he had a daughter, she wouldn't act like a spoiled child and cause trouble.
"Stop pretending, I didn't push you!"
An 'an looked at the man's cold and hard facial features. He was really the type that was worth a second look. His facial features were well-proportioned and handsome, not something that her brother, Gu Mohan or Fu Qinglun, could compare to.
In the past, he would bully women, but now, whenever she bullied him, he would sulk. He was a male chauvinist and a little silly.
"My leg hurts. Come and carry me." An An stretched out her white and tender little hand to him.
Lu Yan looked at his leg. F * ck, this little brat. He was already crippled and she still wanted him to carry her.
She was deliberately torturing him.
But there was a tinge of gentleness in his cold and hard facial features. He lowered his tall and muscular body and patted his back. "Come on up."
It was just two simple words and he was extremely manly.
An 'an curved her beautiful lips and climbed onto his back.
Lu Yan caught her steadily, his calloused large palms supporting her perky bottom. He carried her on his back and hopped forward. He was calm and powerful, and he was filled with the power of time.
An 'an hugged his neck. Guan Yu's little nose suddenly turned red and there were a few drops of tears on her long lashes. She let him carry her. She knew that he was crippled, but in her heart, he wasn't crippled.
He was tall and muscular, just like he was many years ago when he kicked open the door of those human traffickers. She lifted her head to look at him.
Lu Yan walked over to the bed and threw her on the soft princess bed. He narrowed his brown eyes and looked down at her with a spurious smile. "Is your back comfortable now?"
An 'an curved her red lips and said proudly, "I won't let you carry me for nothing. Here's my underwear."
She picked up a pair of black boxers with two slender fingers. There was a brand new white shirt and black trousers on the bed.
She had taken them from her brother's room. They were brand new.
Looking at the underwear in her hands, Lu Yan cursed in a deep voice, "Little ingrate, you still want me to wash your new underwear?"
An 'an lifted her leg and kicked his left leg. Who was the ingrate?
Lu Yan's tall body didn't move at all. He was as strong as a metal block.
An 'an got up from the bed. "You can sleep first. Sleep on the sofa. You're not allowed to sleep on my bed!"
With that, An 'an left the room.
…
An 'an went downstairs and went straight to the kitchen.
The maid asked, "Elder Miss, what do you want to eat? I'll prepare it."
An 'an waved her hand. "All of you can leave. I'll do it myself."
The maid glanced at An 'an and walked out quickly with her head lowered. She looked very guilty.
An 'an was alone in the kitchen. She started to make egg fried rice.
She had never cooked in her life. This was her first time. She wanted to make egg fried rice for him.
She added oil to the pot, and the boiling oil splashed out, splashing onto her fair and tender fingers, quickly scalding them red.
It hurt.
But she didn't mind it. She focused on making the egg fried rice.
Very soon, a bowl of Egg Fried Rice was ready. It looked, smelled, and tasted great.
An 'an was very satisfied. She didn't expect her first time cooking to be so successful. It seemed like she was really good at cooking.
She took the egg fried rice and turned around, wanting to go upstairs.
But the moment she turned around, she saw Huo Yanmei. Huo Yanmei was standing at the entrance of the kitchen with a maid behind her.
Huo Yanmei looked at the egg fried rice in An 'an's hands and furrowed her brows. "An' an, you didn't eat your fill?"
An 'an nodded. "Yes, I want to go back to my room to eat."
She stretched out her slender legs and wanted to leave.
But the moment she moved her feet, she suddenly felt weak all over. It was as though she was stepping on cotton.
As a member of the FIU, An 'an quickly realized that there was something wrong with her body.
What was going on?
An 'an looked at Huo Yanmei coldly. "Mom, what did you do to me?"
"An 'an, Junxun is in the guest room upstairs. Mom will send you to his bed later. You'll be his from now on."
Bam! The egg fried rice in An 'an's hands fell to the ground. It was a mess.
Her pupils contracted and she looked at Huo Yanmei in disbelief. "Mom, I'm your daughter!"
"An 'an, don't blame Mom. Mom is doing this for your own good. Not to mention that Lu Yan is already dead, even if he's still alive, he's already 40 years old. He's 20 years older than you …"
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