Chapter 420 - It’s Just Death

Chapter 420: It’s Just Death

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Lu Yan realized her intentions and he frowned, clenching his teeth together and preventing her tongue from entering his mouth.

He wasn’t willing to allow her in and An’an opened her beautiful eyes, murmuring his name sensually, “Ah Yan...”

Ah Yan...

Her calling of ‘Ah Yan’ was extremely alluring to Lu Yan.

She spoke with a sing-song voice that was velvety and soft, alluring as a siren calling the sailors into the deep sea. He couldn’t help but fall for her honey trap.

His Adam’s apple bobbed prominently and he could only sigh. Stretching out his rough palm, his grip was firm around her wrist, wanting to pull her tiny hands away from his neck.

An’an observed his perfectly sculpted facial contours, so cold and ferocious. He was rejecting her advances with a stony determination.

She was annoyed and opened her mouth, biting on the corner of his lips forcefully.

Lu Yan’s brows were furrowed together, he seemed to be in pain and yet also enjoying it. His muscles were tense all over and her punitive measure had created an unexpected effect. It was more exciting for him instead.

The faint bloody scent filled their breaths.

Bam! Bam! The room door opened and Wenbin appeared. “Boss, the doctor is hereー”

Wenbin’s voice came to an abrupt halt once he witnessed the scene. A man with a muscular build pressing on a delicate girl, their lips were together.

Noticing that someone had barged inside the room, Lu Yan hurriedly held onto her shoulders with his large palm and forcefully pressed her down on the soft pillow.

Their lips parted.

Lu Yan turned his head, his brown eyes looking right at Wenbin, who stood by the door.

Wenbin’s heart thudded in fear, he instantly lowered his head and didn’t dare to continue looking into the room.

Wenbin had been Lu Yan’s subordinate for a very long time, dating back to his earlier days, when Lu Yan first started sleeping around with many women. Those were the days when he was young and wild. The younger Lu Yan was a brutal, bad boy. It was said that women tended to be attracted to bad boys and in his case, it was certainly true.

Lu Yan had many women and accumulated a wealth of ‘experience’ about the fairer sex. They were head over heels for him.

Back then, as long as Lu Yan appeared, there would be many young and beautiful women throwing themselves at him. Even treasured daughters from respectable families were taking glances at him surreptitiously, looking at him smoke and behaving like a thug and at the same time, looking down at his pants and the raging manhood inside. However, he had never slept with innocent and pure girls.

Wenbin was also observant and smart enough to speedily shut the room door.

...

In the presidential suite.

An’an’s dress was already unbuttoned down to the third one, but she had yet to undo her collar. Her fair skin made its presence but it wasn’t that obvious.

Lu Yan glared at her. “There’s no doctor left to attend to you, you shall wait for your death.”

An’an’s eyes were red and watery, she was stubborn and didn’t admit her defeat. “It’s just death, I don’t really care, but I don’t know about you.”

His hands balled into fists while they were still in his trouser pocket, they were clammy and Lu Yan exuded a fierce aura.

He took two steps forward and brought out a medicine box from the cabinet, placing it on the bed.

He opened the medicine box and searched for alcohol and cotton pads, kneeling with one knee on the bed and lifting her dress.

His rough fingertips ran over her delicate skin, it was rather uncomfortable for An’an, her pale face blooming with color.

She was still an innocent maiden and after he had seen her all over, she felt shy inside.

Her gaze was fixated on his handsome face, she was aware of the fact that he couldn’t bear to see her suffer.

“You’ve seen my chest.”

Lu Yan’s Adam’s apple bobbed, he was focused on cleaning her bloody wound, his gaze unwavering. He was behaving seriously like a gentleman, unlike the bad boy he usually was. He smirked. “What’s there to see when you’re just like tiny buns?”

The eighteen-year-old An’an was indeed poorly developed, her chronic leukemia had made her feeble since she was young. While other eighteen-year-olds have developed their great figures, she still hadn’t had the same experience.

After hearing his words, An’an bit down on her lower lip with her teeth, reprimanding him with a soft voice, “Bad boy, you’re only fond of big-chested women!”

A bigger smile hinted at the edge of Lu Yan’s lips, he exuded the wild charisma of a mature man. It was only right that men were fond of big-chested women, why would they choose someone with a flat chest? He was a bad boy, extremely superficial even. All the women he had slept with had great figures and looks, they were simply stunning.

He wasn’t fond of types of women like her!

Lu Yan took a discreet glance of her, damn it, she was raised by him and though she didn’t eat anything special, her skin was so darn smooth.

Her narrow waist and long legs, he hadn’t met a woman like her.

Though she didn’t seem like the seductive type, her outward innocence and inner determination made her too damn attractive.

He wondered how she would turn out to be like when she fully grew up.

Lu Yan panted and swallowed a hot breath, his Adam’s apple seemed to have been raked through burning charcoal. Fine, he could admit it, he didn’t find the women who slept with him attractive, no matter how beautiful they were. He couldn’t even remember what the women even looked like.