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Atlas Studios
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The maid did not dare to face Lu Yan. This man was 1.9 meters tall and his aura was simply too overpowering. Anyone who stood there would naturally feel pressured and suffocated. The maid stuttered,
Miss An’an said… said…
Lu Yan stared at the maid and immediately headed into An’an’s room.
…
In the room.
An’an was on the bed, covered in the white silk quilt. Her silky black hair was scattered all over the pillow, revealing her tiny face.
An’an was born beautiful. Although she had not reached 18 yet, her youthful facial features were extremely stunning, she had only gotten more and more beautiful. As her personality was cold and she was autistic, she had no friends in school. Behind private whispers, everyone called her the ice beauty.
No one had seen her smile before.
She looked as if she did not know how to smile.
Lu Yan walked over calmly and sat at the edge of the bed. He glanced down and looked at the girl, his deep voice showed no emotions, yet sounded extremely gentle,
Where does it hurt?
An’an stared at him coldly,
My breast is in pain.
The voice of this ice beauty was not suited to her indifferent personality. Her voice was gentle and soft, just like how a black-naped oriole sounded, which gave one goosebumps all over.
Breast pain.
Upon hearing what she said, Lu Yan gazed down. Although her body was under the quilt, he had enough experience to know exactly where her chest was. His adam’s apple bobbed up and down unconsciously.
Why is it hurting?
It hurts because you pinched it. You pinched too hard earlier.
Lu Yan felt his mouth was dry, his rough fingertips touched the corners of his mouth. It felt as if his fingers still retained that same intimate touch.
When he touched her breast, it felt as if her skin was as soft and silky-smooth as the fat of a lamb.
Yes, he was no stranger to women and had many similar experiences before, however, hers was the smoothest he had ever touched.
In addition, although her body was weak, her breasts had developed extremely well.
Lu Yan straightened his body and denied,
I did not touch them roughly.
He was sure he had not used any force at all.
He had only grabbed them lightly.
But there are pinch marks all over…
Lu Yan was at a loss for words, he pursed his lips.
An’an turned around and stretched out her hand. Her fingers grabbed the sleeves of his black pajamas. She glanced up and her eyes were a challenging flash or dark ink.
You don’t believe me? Lift up my clothes and take a look.
Lift up my clothes and take a look.
Lu Yan looked at the girl’s loose white nightdress and his pupils darkened.
At this moment, Xiao Qian walked over with a coy smile, her voice sweet as honey.
Miss An’an, what rubbish are you spouting? How can you ask Master Yan to lift up your clothes? Everyone knows Master Yan adopted you as his daughter since you were five. If word spreads out, they would say the both of you are engaged in an indecent, incestuous affair. How would you fall in love and marry in the future?
Turning to Lu Yan, Xiao Qian held onto his arm and gave it a gentle tug.
Master Yan, how about we do things this way. You can leave the room first, then I’ll help check on Miss An’an for you.
Lu Yan did not look at Xiao Qian, his gaze was fixated on An’an’s body. An’an’s tiny face was as cold as usual, however, her fair-skinned hands had already fumbled with his sleeves until they were crumpled.
Her crystal clear eyes stared at Lu Yan.
What was with this atmosphere? Xiao Qian felt she had been neglected. She felt like an intruder who inexplicably entered the world of this father and daughter.
This pair of father and daughter were strange. It seemed that they only had eyes for each other and not anyone else.
Xiao Qian’s heart jumped. Don’t tell me this pair of father and daughter… are lovers? Surely it couldn’t be…
An’an’s intention in asking him to lift up her clothes… Was it to let him see her breasts? Did she do it on purpose?
