The glass sliding door closed there, revealing only a small slit, and the man took off his pants and began to shower.

The icy water rushed down from the top of his head, tiny droplets of water lingering on his bronzed muscles, and he was silent, more silent than usual, just bathing with his back on his back.

It's all the sound of running water.

As soon as his cheeks were hot, it turned out that the tears in his eyes fell uncontrollably, and An An bit his lower lip with his thin white teeth to prevent himself from crying.

Obviously, I hate him very much in my heart, he fools around with a prostitute-woman, but I don't know what's wrong, looking at him like this, my heart hurts so much.

It was like a needle piercing her heart, and the dense pain made her want to curl up.

What happened to him?

What happened to him during this time?

What was the injury on his body?

Isn't he in jail, how did he get here?

Looking at his current living environment, he is only in prison, and his family property has not been confiscated, he has money, even if his family property is confiscated, he has a way to get money, how can he live like this?

Is he selling miserably?

He knew... She'll be distressed when she sees it.

An An closed the door to her room and walked in, placing the dinner plate on the table as she sat down on his wooden bed.

When we meet again, he is very different from before, but it seems that this is the real him.

The funny thing is that there is one thing he is exactly the same as before, and that is that he likes to play with women.

She doesn't understand, why does he like to play with women so much?

……

Lu Yan took a cold shower, then walked into the room with a bath towel tied around his waist, he forgot to take a change of clothes.

Clean clothes are placed right next to the bed.

He stretched out his long legs and walked over, but he saw a delicate figure sitting on his bed, and An An did not leave.

The pink lace skirt on her body fell on the cold hard wooden bed, so out of place.

Wet bangs obscured his brown scarlet eyes, and he leaned down to get his clean clothes.

But a small white hand reached out again and took his clothes.

Lu Yan raised his handsome eyelids to look at her, his thin lips twitched, "Give me the clothes!"

"Don't give. An An's ice-like eyes glanced up and down at his sturdy body, "Do you still need to wear clothes? I don't think you need to wear clothes anymore, a man like you should strip off your clothes and take you to the streets to parade in the streets, and let you taste the torture of ancient women!"

In ancient times, women would be stripped naked and paraded through the streets if they had any stealing-love or anything like that.

Lu Yan stared at her with a stern gaze.

An An's gaze moved down and fell on his bath towel, "Do you dare to tear off this fig leaf on your body, and let me see how rich it is to make those women stick up without money... Thick. ”

She accentuated the last two words.

Lu Yan stared at her for a few seconds, didn't say anything, but pulled out his long legs and sat on the chair, and began to give himself medicine.

She wouldn't let him eat dinner, and he wouldn't eat it.

She wouldn't let him get dressed, and he wouldn't wear it anymore.

She was angry, angry, and hateful in her heart, and wanted to vent at him, and he indulged her.

An An felt that several of his fists had been smashed into the cotton, and no matter how she provoked, he ignored her.

An An watched him medicate himself, his muscular chest was full of wounds, and he applied those herbs to the wounds.

There was also an injury in the back, where his long arm could reach, he dealt with it, and if he couldn't reach it, he simply didn't deal with it.

An An looked at his body, because these hideous wounds not only did not destroy the bodybuilding of his body, but added a lot of wildness and unruliness.

No wonder so many women like him one after another, his figure is enough to make those women lick the screen.

Have you ever watched those foreign movies, the muscles of the men in it are all blocks, this man is this hanging, two convex pectoral muscles on the chest, eight-pack abs below, piled up one by one, with a strong luster like bronze, he has hair on his chest, and the two strong long legs are also a leg of leg hair, which is simply bloody.

An An's body is much weaker than his peers, one meter six or five is not very tall, and the uneye-catching S curve, standing with him, is really the kind of tough guy and Xiao Meimei.

An An's soft white fingers gradually tugged up, and she knew that her body was not attractive to him.

He likes the kind of lordosis and backwards.

That's why he's been looking for women outside.

Lu Yan took care of the wound, then turned back to the bed, and he lay on his side beside the bed.

His eyes curled up like a brush fell, and he closed his eyes and slept.

He slept.

He actually slept like this?

An An took off his crystal high heels, stretched out his white jade-like little foot and kicked his sturdy calf, "Do I allow you to sleep? Don't sleep, get me up!"

Lu Yan slept with his back to her, his tall and sturdy body was attached to the side of the bed, he didn't get close to her, he was kicked by her, he lazily opened his mouth, "Don't make trouble, I'm a little tired, I want to sleep." ”

"Tired, why didn't you shout tired when you were fooling around with that woman just now?"

The man didn't speak.

An An turned over, and his white and tender little hands reached out and pulled the bath towel around his waist.

But she didn't pull it, and a rough big palm drove over quickly, and grabbed her slender wrist.

The man pulled hard, and An An's whole body fell into his strong chest.

She bumped into the man's gloomy brown eyes, and the man said in a dumb voice, "An An, I warn you, you give me a pause, eh?"

An An was clasped by him with one hand, and raised his little head with the other small hand supporting his strong chest, "Yan Ye, if I don't stop, what are you going to do with me... Hmm!"

Lu Yan suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth to catch her small mouth.

He sucked hard.

An An's butterfly-like slender feathers trembled and quickly turned his head to dodge.

The sweet lips slipped out of his tongue, and he chased after her little kiss, glued to her.

An An's slender wrist was buckled by him, he couldn't escape, he chased after her wherever she hid, she twisted her eyebrows and looked at the handsome face in front of her, his face was full of scum, but the look of kissing her with handsome eyebrows was evil and wild.

"Lu Yan!" An An screamed.

Lu Yan stopped moving, now the faces of the two people were leaning together, his breath was entangled, he stared at the small mouth like a hibiscus flower in front of him, and slowly hooked his lips, "An An, are you going to now?" You come into my room, go to my bed, and don't allow me to get dressed, don't you just want to play with me?"

"What, I'm going to play with you, and you don't want to?"

It was as if a basin of cold water was poured from the top of An An's head to the soles of his feet, and it was refreshing to feel cold, so he thought so.