Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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"An'an ..." Lu Yan called her name again in a low voice, grasping her soft little hand with a rough hand, and then put her five fingers into her fingers, interlocking with her ten fingers.

"Ann, I want you ..."

He said he wanted her.

The man's short hair was pinched on her cheek. His hair was as hard as his man's. She hurt so much, An An remembered him and her for the first time at his engagement banquet with the famous lady. She gave herself medicine and gave him.

In fact, she is already his woman.

But then she wanted to give it to him, but now she can't.

She turned her face slightly, her soft mouth pressed against the man's ear, and whispered, "Have you washed? The woman's mouth is dirty."

The man on his body froze.

In the quilt, the bodies of both people became hot, and the man's body temperature became warm and very comfortable. An An pulled back his little hand from his fingers, and then got up and got out of bed. She left the room.

Lu Yan was lying on the bed alone, without the girl's fragrant body under him. He felt that the bed was really hard.

Eyebrows curled densely like a brush, then he opened his eyes slowly.

In addition to sick tiredness, his blood-red brown eyes were more sober.

He woke up.

Just now the girl asked him if he had washed it, like a pot of cold water was poured from the top of his head, and it was poured to the bottom of his feet, and he suddenly became awake.

His dream also woke up.

A radian of indifference and self-mockery was drawn from the corner of his cold lips, and he closed his eyes again.

...

Early the next morning.

The high fever on Lu Yan's body subsided, and Anxi took him to take his temperature, which was normal, but his wound infection was not good yet.

"Brother Ayan, I'll make basin water and wipe your body," Anxi said.

Lu Yan was too badly injured yesterday to take a shower. Now he leans lazily on the bedside, his fringe on his forehead covering his brown eyes, I don't know what he is thinking.

During this time, he was silent day by day.

Anxi walked into the bathroom and hit a basin of hot water. She squeezed a warm towel and wiped Lu Yan's face first.

Then the towel moved down. Anxi gently avoided the injury on his body and wiped his upper body.

The man did not wear a shirt because he was wearing a bandage, which was not convenient. When Anxi wiped the towel on the man's strong chest muscles and the eight abdominal muscles below, Anxi's face was already red.

Faced with such a superb male-color, muscles accumulate an endless sense of fierce plunder, and it is estimated that no woman does not blush.

Anxi washed the towel and stood hesitantly by the bed, her gaze shifted to Lu Yan's trousers.

"Brother A Yan, should I wipe it for you ... below?" Anxi asked softly.

Lu Yan had a long leg, and a big palm with a sturdy wrist resting on his knees. He looked down and didn't talk, as if he hadn't heard her.

Anxi took a deep breath, then stretched out her hand to untie Lu Yan's belt.

Just pulling on the man's belt, a rough palm suddenly clasped her slender wrist.

Anxi froze. At this moment, the man had raised his head, his brown eyes were stained with pale blood, and he was looking at her with a frown on his sword eyebrow.

Anxi's face blushed even more, and she opened her mouth to explain what she said, "Brother Ayan ..."

At this moment a thin waxy and sarcastic voice sounded in my ear, "It seems I disturb you."

Lu Yan and An Xi looked up, and An An appeared by the door.

Today An An wore a blue lapel sweater with a small lapel, a black pleated skirt underneath, which was placed above her knees, and a pair of elongated white socks underneath, similar to the school uniforms in school, and the likeness was like water lotus.

Now she was standing by the door, and those black and white eyes looked at the two people in the room. Anxi tugged at his belt. He held Anxi's little hand, and the two were intimately intimate.

An An raised his hand and knocked on the door. "The next time you do this kind of thing, you should close the door first."

She misunderstood him.

Lu Yan froze her thin lips and let go of Anxi's little hand. He didn't explain, he said nothing.

An Xi's face was still very red, but she didn't explain anything. "Brother A, I'm going out first."

Anxi went out.

...

Anxi left, An An came in and closed the door.

She came to the bed and looked at the man. Anxi had changed the medicine for him, but yesterday his excessive blood loss caused his face to look pale. The handsome facial features were stretched out, and there was a bit of cold blackness in the paleness. .

"What were you doing with Dr. Anxi just now?" An An asked.

Lu Yan didn't lift his eyes, his thin lips tilted, and he spit out hoarse words, "She helped me clean my body."

Today is the first sentence he spoke.

"By the way, take off your pants and wipe them down?"

Lu Yan was uncomfortable, but his facial features were a little colder.

He is silent. Does silence represent default?

An An's two small hands on the side quickly smashed into a pink powder fist. The fine white teeth clenched the moist lower lip until he bit his lips into a bloodstain. There were endless women around him, she didn't look At him, he was fooling around with other women.

An An looked at his trousers. "Are you hard?"

Now he has long legs, and his trousers are pleated, but An An looks straight, and looks at him with a catch-and-seek look on the bed, but he can still make sense.

"I do not have."

"You still said no, you're obviously tough! Lu Yan, you shameless, you just rely on yourself to grow up, so go around-attract women!"

Lu Yan suddenly raised his head, his deep brown eyes stared at An An's small, slap-faced alluring face, and the girl was driving him crazy.

The big rough palm was "brushed" on his belt and pulled away. He pulled open his pants chain, "Do you know what is hook-lead? Look, this is hook-lead!"

What is he doing?

He actually ...

"Ah," An An screamed, quickly covering her eyes with two little hands, a little face flushed, and she took a few steps back scared.

She's only 18 years old and hasn't seen him play hooligan like this.

Lu Yan fastened his belt again. He went down from the bed, and pulled a black shirt with his rough palm, and put it on his body.

No or no, a man has certain physiological phenomena when he gets up in the morning, but his size is very large, so he gave her an illusion.

An An heard the sound of dressing, and opened her eyes. Lu Yan had already put on a black shirt, which was really big.

"You don't have to wipe the bottom? If you don't wipe the next day, it should be dirty."

"It doesn't matter if I'm dirty or not, as long as it's not dirty to you."