Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Lu Yan had on a pair of black pants. Her delicate skin hurt a little as the rough material chafed against it.
In all her years of her life, other than with Lu Yan, she had never been this intimate with any other man before.
Her icy eyes exuded coldness mixed with repulsion and hatred. She struggled with both her arms, wanting to get up. “Let me go!”
Her soft arms demonstrated surprising toughness as she tried to get out of his grip. Lu Yan raised his sharp brows, licking his dry lips with his long tongue. He looked wild and wicked.
Little thing, you dare be rude in front of me?
It didn’t matter what she had been doing outside these three years. In his presence, she was still a kid!
Had all her hair even grown out already?
Lu Yan let out two heavy breaths with his strong chest, his large, rough palms locking onto her wrists like iron cuffs. The more she struggled, the tighter he held her.
Like warning bells, An’an’s internal alarm went off. This man was not easy!
She couldn’t win against him. For a disabled driver to have such skills, there had to be a trick somewhere.
“Who are you?” She suddenly raised her head and turned towards his handsome face.
Lu Yan reached out with his large palms to grab the back of her head, and pressed her face back onto his pants before she could see clearly.
She wasn’t allowed to see.
He was too fast, and An’an wasn’t able to see anything.
She soon found it hard to breathe as her entire face was being pressed down by him. Her delicate skin suddenly flushed as she felt him get stiff.
He actually…
Was he doing this on purpose? Pressing her down there on purpose, it had to be to shame and humiliate her!
Also, he was staring at her thighs in the car just now.
Even someone with a great temper would be raging in this situation. Angry and humiliated, An’an shouted, “Bastard, let go of me! You’re a cripple and want to do it with me? It’s embarrassing, you’re not worthy of me!”
Cripple…
On hearing this word, Lu Yan’s thin lips arched up slightly. He had always been a cripple.
He let go of the back of her head.
An’an immediately raised her head to look at his face.
Lu Yan didn’t expect her to really want a look at his face. F*ck, he cursed internally, and grabbed the back of her head, pushing her against his pants once again.
F*ck!
An’an cursed at him, “F*ck you, bastard!”
With a slap, Lu Yan raised his large palms and struck her bottom. I’m your master, come at me if you can!
An’an, “…”
Blood rushed to her head, and An’an’s icy pupils contracted. He dared slap her butt?
Pervert!
She had only been struck on the bottom before by one person, and that was Lu Yan.
Lu Yan…
An’an jolted. She had been too angry and humiliated previously to notice. Now her attention was brought to his scent.
The strong musky scent of masculinity. Somehow, this scent was extremely familiar, so familiar it sent her into a trance.
It was… Lu Yan!
This was Lu Yan’s scent!
No, he couldn’t be Lu Yan.
Lu Yan was already dead, and he couldn’t have lost a leg. But there was no way she could mistake this smell.
She was fighting back so strongly just now but quietened down now. An’an stopped struggling, and started sniffing around.
Taking in his scent, little by little.
His body scent was cleaner now, but still carried notes of pine, which was refreshing. But the scent of masculinity was ever so strong, that strong manly scent rushing straight into her nose.
What was she doing?
No lights could penetrate the van, so it was dim and the visibility was bad. Lu Yan lowered his handsome face to look at the girl on his pants. She was sniffing around bit by bit trying to find his scent, and looked just like a dog.
He could see her lotus-flower-like lips. Her red lips were parted slightly, beautiful and charming.
He was already a full grown-up at forty years old, and with the experience from his playboy days, he knew perfectly well what dirty images his mind was conjuring up.
F*ck, he wanted to take off his belt so badly!
Swallowing, he placed his rough palms on her bottom again, then slapped down on it.
Piak!
The crisp sound of the slap woke An’an up. The area that was heat felt burning hot and painful. If the first slap was due to his anger, the second one was definitely on purpose.
Her icy eyes were immediately rimmed with red, and a voice beside her ear kept whispering to her, this is Lu Yan, he is Lu Yan!
She opened her mouth and bit down on his strong thighs.
Hiss.
Lu Yan’s eyebrows knitted together tightly and he let out a pained groan.
Pain.
This ungrateful creature. She had really bit him, as though she wanted to bite a chunk out of his thigh. He had loved her so much in the past. What a waste of affection on this dog.
His thick lashes quivered. As he tensed his muscles, he let her continue biting him as his brown eyes turned bloodshot slowly. He felt a sense of enjoyment from her strong bite.
This little thing had grown up and was full of vigor. His rough palms moved slowly to where her legs were parted…
At this moment, a sweet voice floated over. “Auntie, Auntie, is that you?”
Lu Yan raised his bloodshot eyes to take a look. The metal doors had been pulled open and a little munchkin ran out.
It was little Gu Yelin.
Gu Yelin had already been healed by Si Kong. When he found out that his auntie was late, he had run out happily. He loved his auntie the most.
Auntie Su followed behind Little Munchkin, nagging worriedly, “Little Master, slow down, don’t fall.”
Someone was coming over.
He couldn’t reveal his existence right now. He had to leave immediately.
Lowering his eyes, Lu Yan looked at the girl sprawled on his lap. She seemed to not have heard the movements outside and was still biting onto his thigh, refusing to let go.
His eyes darkened. He put his rough palms on her forehead, and pushed her away from his strong thighs. As he was incredibly strong, she was pushed away easily.
Like that, her lithe, slim figure was pushed straight out of the van.
An’an looked at him, and reached out with lightning-fast speed to grab the baseball cap off his head.
Caught unaware, Lu Yan had his baseball cap snatched away by her. His side glance, and those deep, fierce eyes pierced right through her icy vision.
He could see his own reflection in her eyes.
These few seconds felt like eternity.
“Hello Auntie, I’ve missed you!” At this moment, Little Munchkin ran over.
Lu Yan reached out to close the van door, then stepped on the paddle and drove off.
As the van turned, he looked at her through the rear-view mirror. She stood quietly in the dark night in her black cheongsam, and did not chase after him. She merely stood rooted for a long time, gazing at him, following him with her eyes. The night breeze blew her hair as it tangled around her beautiful face. At that moment, he could see clearly her red-rimmed eyes.
There were tears welling up in her eyes, along with hurt and despair from an unknown place.
He turned his steering wheel, and her slim figure gradually vanished from his sight.
