Chapter 691: The Countdown of Yan and An (5)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Lu Yan kissed her delicate nose. “In the past, you were so brazen towards me. How did you become so gentle now?”

“…”

In the past, she had used numerous ways to get close to him and perturb him. At that point in time, she did not comprehend much about matters between men and women but now she had finally understood everything. It made her feel shy and embarrassed.

“I have the knowledge but not the practical experience,” she said coquettishly.

“Mm, I’m to be blamed as I hadn’t taught you in the past. I will teach you step by step in the future,” the man responded with a straight face.

“…”

An’an clenched her fists to pummel him but suddenly, she lost her balance as the man lifted her up, carrying her up the stairs steadily.

…

In the master bedroom.

An’an was thrown onto the soft, large bed. She did not get up, but rolled over instead and hugged his blanket.

The bed sank on one side as Lu Yan got onto the bed on one knee. His long fingers lifted her embroidered collar to take a look. There was a hint of the white lingerie beneath with silky spaghetti straps.

He looked down at her and his sexy lips curved seductively. “Have you showered?”

There was a sexual connotation to his question. An’an buried her head into the blanket. “I’ve showered, but it’s not what you think.”

“Oh? What am I thinking?”

“…”

Lu Yan pulled down the blanket from her face. His voice sounded hoarse. “What are you doing? Don’t you find it difficult to breathe?”

An’an looked at him with her bright eyes and her face filled with desire.

Lu Yan was extremely aroused by her. He stood up and undid his belt with his fingers. “Hang on, I’ll take a shower first.”

“What are you doing?” An’an wanted to protect herself.

Lu Yan looked at her from head to toe, as if he was going to rip all her clothes off with his gaze. “I’m going to shower now. It’s not what you think.”

“…”

He turned around to enter the bathroom.

An’an watched as his tall and handsome body disappeared into the bathroom. Her face was already blushing.

…

Five minutes later, the door to the bathroom opened and a gust of cold air escaped, but Lu Yan did not come out.

“An’an.” The man called from the bathroom.

“Mm?”

“Come here.”

“What for?”

“Shave my beard for me.”

“Can’t you do it yourself?”

Although An’an’s said so, she still got down from the bed and entered the bathroom.

There was a tall and muscular figure standing beside the washstand. Lu Yan had changed his clothes and was wearing a set of black silk pajamas. He was holding onto a towel and wiping his damp hair. He looked even younger and more handsome than before.

He threw his towel straight into the rattan basket, then he handed her a shaver. “Shave me.”

An’an was a little hesitant. “I’ve not shaved for any man before. I don’t know how to.”

“Have you slept with a man before?”

“…”

An’an puffed her cheeks and stared at him viciously before walking over.

Lu Yan grasped her slender arm and pulled her in front of him. He trapped her between his chest and the washstand. An’an could smell the freshly showered scent from his body. It was very pleasant smelling and she felt a giddy happiness in her heart.

“Apply a layer of soap onto my beard,” he instructed.

“Oh.” An’an nodded. She placed some soap onto the man’s high nose bridge.

Lu Yan’s features turned solemn. His hand slapped her pert bottom forcefully. “Little rascal, are you defying me?”

An’an giggled in his arms. “I didn’t do it intentionally.”

Lu Yan clawed at her pale yellow outerwear and threw it onto the carpet, revealing the white spaghetti strap dress beneath. The girl’s frame was very small and her body was soft. She was akin to a little flower which could be easily hurt. He hunched his body and nuzzled her little face. “Do you think I’m a three-year-old child?”

An’an felt her skin was itchy and painful from his nuzzling and she quickly pleaded for mercy. “Lu Yan, I was wrong. I won’t dare to do it again.”

Lu Yan released her.

After she was released, An’an promptly smeared some bubbles onto the man’s forehead. She scooted away under his armpit and ran away.

“Damn, you are messing with me. See how I’m going to punish you!” He admonished and chased after her.

An’an ran to the bed. The man behind chased after her, and his strong arm held her svelte waist. Both of them rolled onto the soft, large bed.

Lu Yan caught hold of her. The girl’s tinkling laughter made his entire body numb. F**k, After living for thirty seven years, he finally knew what was tenderness.

She had nearly taken away his soul.

He hunched his body and captured her lips.

An’an moaned into his mouth from the kiss. She kicked him with her limbs and wriggled about, not wanting to let him have his way. “Lu Yan, you’re hurting me.”

“Lu Yan, Lu Yan. You try calling my full name again?”

“Then, how should I call you?”

“Figure it out yourself. Didn’t you enjoy it when you were calling ‘Senior Junxun’?”

“…”

This jealous lover was bringing up the past again.

This man was so obnoxious.

An’an looked at him with bright eyes. “Shall I call you… husband?”

Lu Yan stiffened.

Husband.

These two words rang loudly in his ears. These two words sounded delicate and tender coming from the girl’s mouth. He felt as though all his energy had been sucked out.

“Why don’t you like me calling you this?”

“Say it again.”

“I’m not saying it again.”

“Gu An’an, you have played a fool out of me a few times today. See how I’m gonna screw you now!” The man bellowed viciously.

He hunched his body and began to kiss her.

“Wait, Lu Yan.”

“What’s the matter now?” Lu Yan knitted his brows in displeasure and impatience.

An’an’s delicate hands searched for something beneath the pillow and then threw it at him. “For you.”

“What?”

Lu Yan glanced down at it. It was a condom.

His brown eyes suddenly became somber. He grasped her youthful face. “You don’t want to get pregnant?”

An’an slapped his palm away and pouted her pretty lips. “I’m only eighteen years old. I’m a child myself so how can I get pregnant?”

Lu Yan’s face was devoid of expression. He curled his lips slowly. “So when are you planning to get pregnant?”

She did not have any more opportunities to get pregnant.

“I…” An’an looked up at the man. “Lu Yan, do you want a child?”

His countenance was also unusual when he saw her taking the contraceptive medicine at Miaojiang.

Lu Yan looked at her and his gaze was deep. “If I say I want one, would you bear one for me?”