Chapter 1007 - What the Hell Are You Wearing?

Chapter 1007: What the Hell Are You Wearing?

His masculinity was coming in her face, An’an’s face flushed red and her heart started palpitating.

Lu Yan turned around, looking at her. “I’ll go take a shower.”

“Mm.” She responded but was puzzled in the next moment. “What?”

Why was he going to take a shower?

Her mouth was slightly agape and her eyes were filled with confusion, she appeared really innocent and adorable.

The corners of Lu Yan’s lips kicked up, his eyes crinkling into a smile, revealing a mature man’s charms. “Why are you so confused?”

His voice was deep and magnetic, slightly gentle and it was just downright attractive.

An’an felt as though her ears were going to get pregnant hearing his voice. She waved her hands, explaining with her face all red. “I asked to meet you in a hotel not because... of that. You don’t need to... take a shower...”

Lu Yan raised his brows, asking even when he knew the answer, “What’s your ‘that’?”

“I...”

“I’m just going to take a shower, what does that have to do with your ‘that’?”

“...”

An’an was so embarrassed, her entire face turning so red. She seemed to be fanning the flame with her explanation.

‘That’ simply meant she had asked him to come do it with her.

But she hadn’t meant to imply that.

She hadn’t even thought about that at all.

She had Little Yan in her stomach now, the doctor had already told her that they couldn’t get intimate in the first trimester.

Placing her hands behind her while she tugged on the fabric of her dress, her lashes fluttered while she peeked at him secretly. It was only then she finally realized that he had been looking at her since just now.

Lu Yan had one hand in his pocket while he pinned her with an unwavering gaze. The shy look on her face made him want to tease her even more, his gaze becoming even more passionate.

His gaze was just like molten lava, almost setting her on fire, she was almost melting.

An’an was stunned. This man had been a carnivore all along, never suppressing his desires and he looked at her with that very same gaze whenever he wanted to get intimate with her.

Was he thinking about it?

“You’re doing it on purpose?”

He asked before moving forward to kiss her on the lips.

Mm!

An’an’s pupils dilated as she had suddenly been kissed by him. Before she could even process his ‘on purpose’, he moved over and kissed her.

He kissed her so passionately, pressing his lips on hers before he forced his tongue inside her mouth.

He explored every corner of her mouth, kissing her so overbearingly she had to gasp for air.

An’an hadn’t been kissed in such a way in a very long time. Her legs went weak once she had to take such advances from him. But he managed to catch hold of her slim waist, lifting her up easily as he placed her on the counter.

Though she was shorter than him by a lot, once she was placed on the counter, she became taller than him. He furrowed his brows, continuing to kiss her even more passionately.

“Ah Yan, don’t do this...”

An’an was just like a fish that was about to drown, she used her last bit of rationality to turn her head away, not letting him kiss her anymore.

“Ah Yan, stop taking advantage of me. I asked you to meet me here because I have something important to tell you...”

“Tell me what? Didn’t you ask me out so that we could do it?” He let out a chuckle.

What did he say?

An’an balled her hands into two fists and pummeled him. “Don’t forget who you are now. You’re the General!”

He behaved so cool and unsmiling outside, but he wasn’t like that at all.

“Stop wasting time!” Lu Yan kissed her cheeks, pulling her clothes apart while he did so. “I’ve held myself in for so long, if I continue to hold it in I’m going to ruin my health. Let me release my load tonight.”

“...”

An’an was reminded of the conversation between those girls in the bar that night. Men in the army had no chances of meeting women for extended periods of time.

Take those soldiers who had families in the married quarters out of the discussion. But he hadn’t gotten married yet, he only hung out with men.

Lu Yan continued pulling her clothes but hadn’t managed to take it off. She wasn’t wearing a dress that day.

An’an wore a denim dungaree with a white shirt inside. The straps hung over her delicate shoulders and accentuated her chest. It was a loose fitting dungaree and made her appear even younger than she was.

She put her hair into a bun and appeared just like an 18 year old.

Lu Yan frowned, pulling the straps over her shoulders. “God damn it, what the hell are you wearing?”

An’an snatched the strap over from his hand. She got so anxious after being taken advantage of by him, her eyes teary as she retaliated, “What am I wearing? It’s all because you’re too old and have questionable taste!”

It was common for pregnant ladies to wear dungarees. She wore such casual and loose fitting outfits after learning of her pregnancy.