693 The Countdown of Yan and An 7 (1/2)

This busty maid seems extra annoying.

An'an mused to herself, she probably had to just raise it to Lu Yan and the big-busted maid would have to scram. She didn't have to do much to chase her away.

But then again, she felt that it would be pointless for her to do so. Lu Yan would have many other women around him once she passed away.

As An'an stared at the chandeliers hanging above her on the ceiling, she was in a daze.

Tak, the bathroom door opened and Lu Yan stepped outside. He wore a white bathrobe and was covered in the steam from the hot shower.

\”Master Yan, dinner has been prepared.\” The big-busted maid's eyes lit up once she saw Lu Yan, her voice turned slightly coquettish and flirtatious.

Lu Yan didn't pay any attention to the big-busted maid, he didn't even seem to have noticed her at all. His entire mind was preoccupied with the feeble figure on the bed. He started walking over to the bed and gave an order. \”You two may leave.\”

\”Understood.\” The two maids left the room.

Lu Yan arrived beside the bed and lifted the blanket open. \”Come over, it's time for dinner.\”

\”Oh.\” An'an sat up, placing her dainty feet on the soft carpet. \”Help me put on my slippers.\”

She wanted him to help put on her slippers.

This girl!

Lu Yan knelt on a knee, putting her pink slippers on her feet. \”What else do you need help with? Do you need me to put on your pants for you too?\”

His calloused fingertips starting gliding upwards, towards her thighs.

An'an quickly held onto his hand, crinkling her eyes into a smile and started to suck up to him. \”No, please let me off.\”

Lu Yan then stood up, offering his muscular arms. \”Then do you need me to carry you over?\”

The dining table was two steps away.

An'an lifted her head, looking at him. \”I don't want you to carry me, I want a piggyback.\”

Lu Yan turned around, crouching over so that she could get on his back. He patted his back to signal her to come up. \”Get on.\”

An'an instantly got on his back, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Lu Yan grasped her legs, piggybacking her to the dining table.

An'an buried her face in his neck, his shoulders and back were so broad and strong. She would never have to worry about falling down when he piggybacked her.

His shoulders were strong enough to shelter any woman from the roughest conditions on earth. He was full of vigor and gave one a great sense of security.

An'an was fatherless since young and was an illegitimate child on top of that, but she never once felt that she was lacking of any fatherly love and protection. Lu Yan had provided her with all of that.

She leaned closer to his ear, whispering one word. \”Papa.\”

Lu Yan's mood changed, he gave her a slap on the butt. \”Doesn't it hurt anymore?\”

\”It hurts…\”

\”Then why are you still flirting with me?\”

\”…\”

Lu Yan placed her down at the dining table and brought a small bowl of rice in front of her. He then shoved a pair of chopsticks in her hand. \”You have to finish this amount of rice, no leftovers allowed.\”

So much of it?

An'an frowned, she wasn't sure whether it was because of the side effects of chemotherapy or because she just wasn't having a good appetite, she would always vomit everything out after eating.

She didn't want to have so much rice.

Moreover, she wasn't even hungry.

She lifted her head, looking at him while blinking her eyes pitifully. \”Lu Yan…\”

\”There's no room for negotiation,\” he replied.

She was already feeble and after spending four months apart, she had lost even more weight. He could barely feel her even when he held her in his arms, he wanted her to gain more weight.

She was too skinny, he felt as though she would just fly away with the wind.