313 The Furthest Distance (1/2)

Her obedient ways made it hard for one to not feel bad for her.

Lu Yan turned his head around and avoided her kiss.

An'an's kiss landed on the side of his face, after pausing for a moment, she cradled his neck and started to kiss his cheek.

Every part of his body was stiff, exuding the charms of a mature man and making one feel infatuated with him.

Lu Yan's breathing became heavier, his muscular chest was pumping up and down. What could he do with her? He had just pushed her away and it didn't take her too long to cling onto him again. She stuck closely to him and seduced him like a relentless siren.

He grabbed her delicate shoulder with his large hand and easily turned her around, pushing her against the wall. Grabbing a towel, he used it to tie her hands together against the railing.

It was hard to move.

”Ah Yan, what are you doing?” An'an's hands were tied together and she couldn't move around, she tried to struggle but it was useless.

She heard the sound of pants unzipping and some weird noises…

An'an's pupils contracted. He would rather use his hands than to touch her…

As the feeling of helplessness escalated, An'an slowly raised a corner of her lotus-like, pinkish lips and felt a bitterness in her heart.

Almost 20 minutes later, Lu Yan hurriedly finished up and pulled his pants up with one hand, while the other was occupied with undoing the towel that was used to tie her up. He walked away without uttering a word.

An'an's frail body slid down and she huddled on the ground, her slender arms hugging herself and burying her face in them.

Why? Why was she so close, yet so far away from him?

…

The next morning.

When the morning rays filtered through the curtains and lit up the room, Lin Shiyu woke up, with her mind in a groggy state of confusion. As she opened her eyes slowly, her long eyelashes fluttered and it took her some time to get herself together and recover the focus in her eyes.