1007 What the Hell Are You Wearing? (1/2)

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?

Lu Yan spoke, ”I'm going to take a shower.”

After saying that, he turned around.

As he walked over to step into the bathroom, he unbuckled his belt easily and pulled it out, throwing it on the couch.

That entire stream of fluid movement was so cool.

An'an's face turned even more red, she was so mesmerized by him.

…

The bathroom was filled with the sounds of running water. An'an stood in the balcony for a while, trying to make the redness on her face go away with the wind.

The room felt so stuffy. She felt so hot all over, all because of him.

After her face had gotten less red, she re-entered the room and poured herself a glass of warm water.

Bringing the cup to her lips, just as she was about to drink the water, the bathroom door opened. Refreshing, cold wind gushed out from the bathroom after he had taken a shower.

An'an lifted her eyes, there was a mirror in front and she could see him in it.

Lu Yan had taken a shower, his hair dripping wet over his forehead. He put on the hotel's bathrobe, roughly tying the band around his waist and a huge portion of his muscular chest had been revealed.

His figure was so good, it made one's heart palpitate once they saw him. An'an saw his muscular chest muscles and those eight packs.

She quickly averted her eyes, not daring to look at him again.

She heard some steady footsteps. He had walked over, stopping behind her.