Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Lu Yan had fainted.
His wounds were infected, resulting in a persistent fever. An Xi measured his body temperature, it was already 42 degrees celsius!
If his fever were to continue, it would result in irreversible damage to his brain functions.
Li Si sat beside his bed, stretching one hand out to feel his forehead, it was burning hot, just like a fireball.
“An Xi, hurry up and get some medicine for his fever. I’ll get a basin of cold water to lower his body temperature,” Li Si said.
“Alright.”
An Xi and Li Si left the room.
…
The room was silent, Lu Yan lay on the bed alone. He hadn’t shaved his beard in a long time and his image was a little unkempt, it failed to hide his good.
His lips were dry and chapped, he couldn’t stop dreaming as the fever gripped his reality, leaving him disorientated—-
Thirsty.
He was so thirsty.
He then heard a tender voice beside him. “Lu Yan, are you thirsty? Do you need some water?”
His lashes fluttered a little and he slowly opened his eyes. An’an’s beautiful face appeared before him.
It was An’an.
He looked at her without uttering a word.
An’an’s was moving closer to him and the faint, milky scent was beginning to invade his senses.
Thirsty.
He was getting even more thirsty.
His throat bobbed up and down.
He felt something on his dry lips, her hands were on his muscular chest and she stuck her tongue out, licking his lips.
She looked at him with her lustrous eyes. “Lu Yan, is this enough to quench your thirst?”
He ran his fingers through her hair and held the back of her head, kissing her even more intensely.
He turned around and pressed her underneath him. He couldn’t stop kissing her, his actions desperate as though she was his salvation.
Her mouth was so sweet, he was just like a fish that was almost dying from thirst and had finally entered a lake. He couldn’t help but to use all of his strength to kiss her and almost devour her entirely.
Had her mouth always been this tiny. It was kind of difficult for him to kiss her and but he still extended his tongue inside her mouth and explored every corner of it without relent.
All of a sudden, she pushed him away. “Lu Yan, you’re really bad at kissing. You’re so rough with your movements.”
He froze.
There was a switch in the scene, there was no longer anyone underneath him. There were two people standing beside his bed.
Li Junxun was holding An’an in his arms and judging him. “Master Yan, you shouldn’t treat women like this. You must be gentle with them, especially a delicate woman like An’an. Ungentlemanly men like you are only fit to marry women like An Xi. You’re not worthy of anyone better than her, or perhaps, you can continue fooling around with women with messy lives. It’s a total waste for An’an to be with you, you’re not worthy of having her.
“Master Yan, I’m going to kiss An’an now. Watch and learn how to do it properly.”
Li Junxun slowly lowered his head and kissed An’an, who was in his arms.
No.
No!
Lu Yan suddenly opened his eyes while he was still on the bed.
He looked at the ceiling and gasped. His chest was pumping and his eyes were bloodshot. Clenching his fists tightly, he didn’t realize his joints were wet and his palms were clammy.
He finally unclenched his fists and licked the dry areas of his lips before sitting up on the bed.
He felt thirsty and wanted to get some water for himself.
Getting down from the bed, he stood up to pour himself a glass of water.
As he held the cup in his hand, he was suddenly reminded of the kiss in his dream. He was kissing her, it tasted so sweet…
It felt so good.
Recently, he had been dreaming of her frequently. It had been the first time living apart from her ever since he adopted her. They hadn’t seen each other in a very long time.
He was beginning to miss her.
Yes, he was missing her.
Lu Yan brought the cup to his lips and when he was about to take a sip of the water, he heard some footsteps outside. Two maids were having a conversation. “Let’s hurry up and go take a look, there’s a masquerade happening tonight. A couple that chooses the same mask can have a dance together.”
Masquerade?
Lu Yan placed his cup down. Would she go?
Was she going to go for the masquerade with Li Junxun?
Without further ado, Lu Yan strode to the door and pulled it open.
…
Lu Yan had arrived at the masquerade but he didn’t enter, all he did was to stand in a corner in a spot that was not noticeable.
He could never openly show his face at the masquerade. Hell, he wasn’t even supposed to leave the room, let alone attend or participate in something like this. It was too risky.
He didn’t know how and when he had lost his self-control. He would probably have died a few hundred times over if he continued with such behavior throughout the years.
But then, who knew how much longer he had to live? Who knew how much was left in this life of his?
His wounds were already infected and adding on the drug addiction, no one could guarantee that he would definitely live past tomorrow.
All he wanted was to see her, even if it was just a glance.
Although there were many people walking around the venue, his eyes were drawn to An’an in an instant.
He had one hand in his pocket and his bloodshot eyes were fixated on that lithe figure.
An’an was wearing an off-shoulder, pink lacy dress and her silky hair was draped over her shoulders. She was the limelight of the masquerade with her ravishing beauty as she stood in the middle of the lobby.
She was picking a mask.
Lu Yan caught a glance of her side profile and her skin was radiant while she lowered her head, carefully looking through the masks. Her eyelashes were long and her beauty had gone up another level again.
Her beauty was almost comparable with Tang Mo’er and Lin Shiyu’s as she slowly grew up.
She stood in the lobby and many men took discreet glances at her.
Lu Yan looked at her, his eyes raking over her from head to toe. He was a mature man and didn’t bother to hide his intentions. He was blatantly looking at her figure.
It would be best if… he could take her clothes off and look.
He wanted to have her in his arms.
Finally, after picking through the masks, she eventually decided on an eagle’s mask.
Eagle.
Lu Yan watched as she touched the male eagle’s mask. She had a male eagle tattooed on her chest, she told him, he was her male eagle.
Was she thinking about him?
“An’an.” A familiar voice was heard.
Lu Yan looked beside her, it was Li Junxun. He was clad in a white dress shirt and he had… a male eagle’s mask in his hands.
Li Junxun had picked a mask that matched hers.
“An’an, may I invite you for a dance?” Li Junxun walked in front of An’an and bent over, stretching one arm out.
Lu Yan watched and smirked. He didn’t know what he was doing, why was he watching her.
Here he was, standing in a hidden corner and having lustful thoughts about her. Although he knew it was wrong, he couldn’t control himself after all.
He wanted her.
