674 The Showdown of Lu and Lin 8 (1/2)

She continued sobbing while scolding him, calling him a jerk. Lu Yan felt as though his heart was clenched by someone forcefully, it hurt to even breath.

He turned his body, pressing An'an underneath him and kissed her lips.

An'an bit down on the corner of his mouth angrily.

Hiss.

Lu Yan humphed, this little thing even learned to bite him now.

A faint metallic scent of blood filled their breaths, Lu Yan's eyes were bloodshot and he reached down, unbuckling his belt…

”Lu Yan… ah!” An'an screamed out of shock but the thought of all the people asleep outside had her shut up. She quickly bit down on her lower lip so that she wouldn't make any sound.

Lu Yan furrowed his brows, he combed the fringe covering her forward and called her name with a husky voice, ”An'an…”

”Jerk, go and find another woman!” An'an glared at him, her eyes both red.

”There won't be any other woman, An'an, be good.” He continued to coax her.

There won't be any other woman…

An'an sniffled, she wasn't convinced. He was lying to her for sure, he was trying to coax her into doing it with him.

She tried to push him away with the greatest amount of force she could gather. There were so many people together with them in the run-down temple, her older brother and little sister-in-law were both outside, what if someone were to witness him pressing her down and taking advantage of her?

He was shameless but she still knew what shame was.

”Lu Yan, hurry up and let go of me before I start screaming for help! If my brother were to see you treating me like that, he'd definitely beat you to a pulp!” She hissed in a soft voice.

Lu Yan leaned forward, sealing her lips with a kiss. He sounded satisfied as he replied, ”My injuries aren't completely healed yet, can you really bear to let your brother beat me up?”

An'an tugged on his knit sweater with her slim fingers. She couldn't bear to, of course she definitely wouldn't bear to.

What a jerk! He was taking advantage of her love for him.

”An'an, let me have you for awhile, it's going to be fine as long as you don't make any sounds, hm?”

”…”

What did he take her for?

A mere tool to satisfy his sexual desires?

Did he love her?

An'an really wanted to hear him say that he loved her. She'd probably never have the chance to hear him say it if he didn't now.

But it was probably destined for her to never be able to hear those words from his lips.

Tears dewed her lashes and she appeared so pitiful. Lu Yan bent over and kissed away the tears on her face. ”An'an, don't cry. The more you cry, the longer I'll last.”

…

In the morning, everyone had woken up.

An'an sat up, she put on her dress and buttoned all the way up so as to cover the hickeys on her fair skin.

”An'an,” Tang Mo'er walked over, ”What exactly happened yesterday night, did you… sleep with Master Yan again?”

An'an's face flushed red, just like a rose petal that bloomed in the morning. She appeared youthful, yet seductive and charming at the same time. She murmured, ”Mm.”

Tang Mo'er squatted down, wanting to help fold the blankets on the ground. ”These two men are despicable…”

”Little sister-in-law!” An'an instantly shouted and snatched away the blanket from Tang Mo'er's hands. ”I'll fold it by myself.”

Tang Mo'er looked at An'an and she was puzzled. An'an's ears were already red, she appeared to be a little guilty.

Tang Mo'er instantly figured everything out.

Noticing her little sister-in-law's gaze, An'an wished that she could just find a hole and hide herself in there forever. Lu Yan had lasted a long time yesterday night, the temple was run-down and they didn't have any amenities like a towel or something else. The blanket was filthy.