Chapter 694: The Countdown of Yan and An (8)

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Lu Yan’s gaze turned serious, he had simply a.s.sumed that she was only putting up an act at the start, trying to play hard to get. But now, he had truly realized that An’an was genuinely tired.

He couldn’t help but relent, planting a light kiss on her widow’s peak. “I’ll let you off today, I’m going to ask for twice as much tomorrow.”

He murmured that and got down the bed after that, entering the bathroom to take a cold shower.

An’an buried herself in the pillows, she turned around and faced her back towards his side.

When Lu Yan stepped out of the bathroom, all her saw was her back facing him. He lifted the blanket, laying beside her on the bed and encircled her slim waist with one muscular arm, hugging her from behind.

The pet.i.te figure in his arms smelled so fragrant, Lu Yan furrowed his brows and kissed her hair. Soon, he started to curse inwardly. F*ck, he took the cold shower earlier on in vain!

An’an wasn’t asleep, she was held in Lu Yan’s arms and his body warmth had transferred to her skin. It was kinda stifling and she didn’t really like it.

She had no idea whether he fancied her for her, or purely for her body.

The thought of him hugging another woman in that same way in the future had An’an’s heart aching.

…

The next morning.

An’an opened her eyes, she was still in that warm embrace.

She had no idea whether she had turned around, or was it because he had turned her around, her entire body was facing him and right against his chest. An’an lifted her head, looking at his handsome face at such close proximity.

His facial features were nicely chiseled and perfectly masculine. With his deep-set eyes, his high nose bridge and those s.e.xy lips, he was so attractive.

She stretched a finger out, caressing his lips…

But at the next moment, a large palm moved swiftly to grasp her soft hand. “You’re trying to kiss me, hm?”

Lu Yan opened his eyes, though they weren’t fully open as he just woke up, his gaze was still loving nonetheless.

An’an quickly denied after being caught red-handed by him. “Narcissist, I wasn’t trying to kiss you!”

“Is that true? But I feel like kissing you now.” Lu Yan flipped his body around, kissing her on the lips.

“Lu Yan!” An’an started avoiding around in his arms, his beard was p.r.i.c.kly on her skin.

Lu Yan suddenly stopped, he towered above her and looked at her l.u.s.tfully.

An’an knew what he wanted to do with just one gaze of his. She didn’t allow him to lay his hands on her last night and he wanted to do it right now.

“Does it still hurt?” He asked with a husky voice.

An’an gave it some thought, she proceeded to nod. “It hurts.”

Lu Yan got up, kneeling beside her. “Let me see, the ointment I applied on you yesterday didn’t work?”

He had applied the ointment to reduce the swelling for her yesterday night, after helping her take a shower.

An’an curled her legs up, her face flushed red. “Stop looking, I’m already fine.”

“An’an,” he called her name, “Be good, let me check if you’re injured.”

An’an’s body quivered after he called her name. She was so used to his overbearing ways and didn’t know how to reject him.

They only confirmed their feelings for each other not long ago, she felt somewhat shy and afraid of his affectionate ways.

She suddenly felt something warm coming out from below. An’an looked at the man and said, “Lu Yan, I’m sorry, I have my period now.”

“You’re trying to bluff me?” Lu Yan wasn’t convinced, he lifted her skirt up and was finally convinced after seeing it for himself.

He quickly got down from her body, ruffling her hair. “What do you need me to do for you?”

“Get me some sanitary pads…”

…

An’an changed her underwear and stuck a sanitary pad on it. She felt too lazy to even move and just sunbathed on the rattan chair.

Lu Yan didn’t head outside too, he was on the rattan chair too, since it was big enough for the two of them. His legs were too long for the chair though, he just lay there and An’an was just lying in his arms comfortably.

An’an was sleeping and Lu Yan was holding a doc.u.ment, reading it through.

Knock knock, the big-busted maid’s voice was heard. “Master Yan, I’ve prepared some fruits.”

Lu Yan’s gaze was fixed on the doc.u.ment, he answered impa.s.sively. “Come in.”

The big-busted maid entered the room, she had a fruit platter in her hands.

The sun rays beamed down on the rattan chair through the windows. Lu Yan wore a clean black s.h.i.+rt with trousers, it was perfectly ironed with zero creases. His legs were too long, the trousers seemed like cropped pants when he put then on and his ankles were showing. He was exuding an indescribable kind of masculinity, with the sun rays surrounding him.

The big-busted maid glanced at him several times, she also noticed An’an, who was leaning on his chest. An’an had her eyes closed, her eyelashes were just like b.u.t.terfly wings and she behaved like a lazy kitten.

And the man was protecting the little kitten, just like he was its owner.

The big-busted maid placed the fruit platter down and squatted down beside Lu Yan. She picked up a grape and peeled the skin off, feeding it to Lu Yan.

“Master Yan, have a grape.”

Lu Yan was looking through his doc.u.ment and when the grape was beside his mouth, his gaze riveted on the big-busted maid’s face.

The woman was wearing a low-cut maid uniform and from his position, her cleavage was extremely noticeable.

Lu Yan narrowed his eyes, but his gaze instantly turned dark and dangerous

The kitten in his arms moved a little, An’an opened her eyes.

“Get out,” he spat out the two word coldly.

The big-busted maid could already tell that he was displeased, she quickly made her escape out of the room.

After throwing his doc.u.ment on the chair nearby, Lu Yan ruffled her hair affectionately. “You’re awake?”

“Mm,” An’an responded. The truth was, she had already woken up a long time ago, when the big-busted maid knocked on the door.

“Are you alright? Is there any part that hurts? I’ll get you a gla.s.s of water.”

An’an’s hand moved downwards from his eight pack…

Lu Yan grasped her hand, he raised a brow. “Stop doing stupid things!”

An’an lifted her head, looking at him. “Lu Yan, it’s been on your mind for the entire day.”

Lu Yan bent one knee, picking up her face with one calloused palm. “And so?”

Suddenly she pushed him away and got down from the rattan chair.

“An’an,” Lu Yan chased after her, grasping her wrist and looking at her with a sharp gaze. “What’s wrong?”

Struggling to retract her wrist, An’an said simply, “I want to go back.”

“An’an,” Lu Yan exerted more force, pulling her into his arms, “You’re angry. Is it because I’ve been thinking about s.e.x while I’m beside you for an entire day?”

“No, let go…” An’an tried to push him away, refusing to let him hug her.