Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
An’an glanced at him and promptly turned around to return to her own room. She put on a long knitted sweater and hastened downstairs.
Upon hearing the footsteps, Lu Yan raised his head and looked up. A figure clad in pale yellow was running down the vintage staircase.
Lu Yan stuck both hands into his trousers pockets and looked at her carefully. She was wearing a white dress beneath her pale yellow sweater. There was a small slit in her white floral embroidered skirt, which revealed her fair slender legs. She was wearing a pair of pink sandals on her feet. This eighteen-year-old girl was extremely youthful and delicate.
Lu Yan arched his good-looking brows and lightly rubbed his hands against his trousers.
She had run all the way over. He had looked at her all the way, as though he could never get sick of her.
A servant had already bent down to change shoes for Lu Yan. This servant was young and pretty, and the most crucial thing was that her figure was very good. She was wearing a form-fitting uniform and her deep cleavage could be seen beneath her broad collar.
An’an had seen this servant’s cleavage when she ran over. Her youthful and beautiful face did not reveal much of an expression. “You may leave first. I will do it.”
The servant startled and immediately looked up at the man. Lu Yan was not even looking at her. His gaze was riveted on An’an instead.
“Yes, Elder Miss.” The servant retreated to one side.
An’an walked over, hunched her delicate body, and stretched her fair hands out to change shoes for him.
Lu Yan looked down at her. This girl was bowing her head and changing shoes for him. She looked extremely obedient, as if she were a newborn kitten nestling at his feet.
After his slippers were worn, he kicked her shin.
Her slender legs were closed together when she was bending down and she looked very prim and proper, but his heart itched while looking at her.
He kicked her slightly with the tip of his slippers.
An’an looked at him with her large, watery eyes, and the man stared at her flirtatiously.
He was teasing her.
It was as if he was teasing his pet kitten.
An’an pouted her pink lips and stood up to walk away.
But she had only just lifted her feet when a calloused palm grasped her slender wrist and gave it a vigorous tug.
An’an’s delicate body collided against the man’s muscular chest.
Her head hurt. His chest seemed to be made of steel and it was so cold and hard. She let out a cry when she knocked against him.
“Ah!”
At this moment, two long fingers grasped her exquisite chin and forced her to raise her head. She heard a man’s low, teasing voice. “What are you calling like that for? You sound like a cat.”
Her voice was soft and meek. Her cry made his scalp tingle.
This man was flirting with her. He was so indecent.
Although An’an was already his woman and they had done intimate acts together already, she was still young and naive and did not have any interactions with other men. His flirting left her face red and her gaze evasive.
Previously at Miaojiang, he kept a distance from her. No matter how much the women outside tried to seduce him, he would not touch nor flirt with her.
But now he seemed to have changed into a different person. His eyes were blazing with emotion.
An’an was not used to it and she was unable to withstand his flirting. Placing her fair hands on his firm chest, she wanted to push him away.
But Lu Yan did not move. He saw that she was wriggling about in his arms and her scent wafted to his nose. He had not known that women could smell so good.
His strong arm held her svelte waist and lifted her up gently to the corner of the wall.
With her delicate back against the wall, An’an wanted to move, but at this moment there was a loud bam as Lu Yan placed his palm beside her body and blocked her way completely.
“Why? Are you shy?”
His low and hoarse voice rang in An’an’s ears, making her legs feel weak.
Her heartbeat quickened and she looked at him with watery eyes.
It was such a large villa and he had positioned her in the corner of the wall. Such a small corner was filled with his warm and clean masculine scent. This was the world that she wanted to be in.
“Why didn’t you answer my call last night?” He asked in a low voice.
An’an crafted a lie. “I fell asleep and didn’t hear your call.”
“Bullshi*t!” He threw out a vulgarity at her.
An’an’s luscious and thick lashes quivered. “Lu Yan, don’t you speak like that to me!”
Lu Yan squeezed her slender waist. Her waist was really soft, and it would break if he bent it lightly. He squeezed it a couple of times.
An’an wanted to evade his touch. “Lu Yan, that tickles.”
Lu Yan’s eyes darkened. “I know you are itching.”
“…”
This pervert!
“You are not willing to obey me, and you have to create a ruckus to get me to accompany you. Aren’t you itching or what?” He squeezed her little red face.
He was still wearing the set of clothes from prison, but he had draped a gray sweatshirt over his black top. The sweatshirt was not tucked into his trousers. He looked tall and strong, and incredibly desirable.
An’an wrapped her arms around his muscular torso and bowed her head. “Lu Yan, I missed you.”
Her head only reached his chest, and when she spoke she sounded a little pitiful and miserable. Lu Yan rubbed his hand against the pocket. “Why didn’t you pick up my call if you missed me?”
“If I pick up your call but I can’t get to see you, I will miss you even more.”
“Why do you miss me?”
“I missed you for so many things. I miss your compliments, kisses and hugs…”
“That’s enough! Are you still a kid?”
“…” An’an’s face was on his chest, and she listened to the vigorous thumping sound of his heart. She muttered softly, “Lu Yan, I will cry when I miss you…”
Lu Yan froze and nuzzled his chin against the top of her head. His strong arm held her in his embrace, and his charismatic voice was laced with a tinge of helplessness and affection. “You are really still a kid. You still cry?”
“I’m still young… Boo.”
The man lowered his head and captured her lips.
How long had it been since he had last kissed her?
An’an’s mind turned into mush. His kiss was full of vigor, and he was sucking on her delicate lips. Soon after, his long tongue delved into her mouth.
She gave two cries. Her legs crumbled and she glided towards the floor.
The man held her slender waist and pressed her against the wall. His tall and strong body leaned in and pinned her beneath him. He was kissing her recklessly and with no inhibitions at all.
The sounds from the sloppy wet kisses were enough to make one blush.
After kissing for a while, An’an felt breathless, and Lu Yan finally released her to let her breathe.
Her mouth had already been kissed swollen. Lu Yan knitted her brows and asked hoarsely, “Do you miss doing adult things?”
Adult things?
An’an’s beautiful face flamed up and her eyes stared at the man.
She did not answer him.
