In the room, Anxi helped Lu Yan sew up his wound and had already begun to help him clean up the bed.

An An pulled out her thin legs and walked in, she looked at An Xi, An Xi's face was not the kind of beautiful and dazzling, but she looked docile and gentle, she was a good wife and mother, and she was the best candidate for a wife.

Marrying Anxi home, she can have a husband and children with peace of mind, and her future life will be very beautiful.

I didn't expect that after a while, Lu Yan had such a gentle woman by his side, and she still grew up with him since childhood.

He is really a peach blossom.

"Doctor An, thank you for your hard work, you go to rest early, and I will take care of Lu Yan in the evening. An An spoke.

An Xi washed his hands by the pool, and then looked back at An An, "Miss An An, Brother A Yan is still having a high fever, I'll stay and take care of him, after all, you are not a doctor and you don't know how to take care of him." ”

Brother Ayan.

It's really affectionate.

An An straightened her delicate back and hooked her small mouth like a hibiscus flower, "Doctor An, although the doctor will take care of the patient, it is also during the day and at night, the patient should be accompanied by a family member, Doctor An, are you Lu Yan's family?"

An Xi shook his head, "I'm not, so Miss An An?"

"I am, I am his adopted daughter, although he once said... An adopted daughter is nothing more than a woman who is raised to play. ”

As soon as An An's voice fell, An Xi froze, adopted daughter, a woman who raised and played...

"Okay, then I'll go first, if Brother A Yan has any emergency, please call me immediately. Anxi explained, and walked out.

Anxi is gone.

She drove the rival away.

An An looked at the man who was still asleep on the bed, why did she want to kick him so much?

She stretched out her little white hand and touched his facial features with her soft fingertips...

I haven't shaved for a long time, his face is a bit like a goatee, and he looks a little sloppy, but his facial features are really thoughtful, with sideburns and sword eyebrows, a tall nose bridge, and thin and cold lips, all of which are perfect, handsome and revealing a little sense of maturity and vicissitudes, and a strong sense of masculinity, which attracts women.

At this time, she felt a cold on him.

He had a fever, his body was hot and cold, and now his limbs were as cold as ice, and his skin was cold.

An An turned out all the quilts in the room and covered him, but it didn't work, he was still cold.

The slender feathers of butterfly cicada wings trembled, and An An took off his shoes and got into his quilt.

There's nothing warmer than snuggling up to each other to keep warm.

An An lay beside him, and strictly speaking, this was the first time she had slept with him.

She slowly turned her little body to the side, stretched out her slender arms like a blue lotus to wrap around his muscular waist, and gently hugged him.

Feeling the warmth emanating from the woman's body, the sleeping Lu Yan quickly turned over and hugged her in his arms.

Now the two of them were facing each other, and she was all in his arms.

The petite her and the sturdy him simply formed a strong visual impact, An An put her little head against his atrium, listening to the heartbeat sound from there, plopping, powerful and powerful.

Soon she felt the man lean over, his thin dry lips pressed against the tip of the beauty on her forehead, and began to kiss.

He began to kiss her little face.

An An's white fingers wanted to pull his shirt, but he was bandaged and his upper body was not clothed, and she felt his strong eight-pack abs, which were hard and hard like iron.

With this body, I don't know how many women he has seduced.

An An was aggrieved and indignant, and buried his little face down, not letting him kiss.

At this time, the man turned over, directly knocked her down, and pressed her up.

"Lu Yan, your injury. She quickly stretched out her little hand and pulled the quilt over them, covering both of them tightly.

Lu Yan's whole person was groggy, he felt like he was dreaming, in the dream, An An was lying in his bed, pressed under him.

He leaned down, buried his head in her delicate pink neck and sniffed, the faint sweet milky fragrance, the good smell of the girl's body.

"Lu Yan, what are you doing, puppy?" An An pushed his head to prevent him from sniffing.

He literally sniffs her body odor like a puppy.

Lu Yan heard the girl's soft voice like a yellow warbler, she called him "Lu Yan", and the girl's delicate tone was full of disgust, which made his eardrums crisp.

He kissed her red lips with his eyes closed.

An An's ice-like eyes instantly enlarged, he kissed her again, he pouted her soft lips, like eating some kind of pudding, and took two mouthfuls to swallow her.

An An picked up the little pink fist and hammered him twice, not wanting him to kiss him.

He fooled around with other women, and there was an Anxi by his side, who knew who he thought of her now, and he was still having a high fever, and he didn't know who she was at all.

Did he kiss other women like this, did he...

An An knew that she shouldn't care about his past, but she couldn't forget what happened yesterday.

He leaned against that dimly lit corner and let the other women...

An An felt that her heart suddenly curled up in pain, Lu Yan, why does it hurt so much to love you?

She didn't kiss her, Lu Yan pressed her and kissed her delicate little face, and her rough palm stretched out to pull her clothes.

She wore a pink sweater. She quickly pressed her collar to prevent him from getting his way.

"Lu Yan, do you know who I am?" she asked him.

Lu Yan was destined to not be able to answer her question, his head became chaotic in the hot and cold fever, and he could only instinctively seek the warmth and softness he wanted.

What he can't get in real life, he can be presumptuous in his dreams.

His kiss went all the way down...

When his head got into her sweater, An An was agitated and quickly sobered up, "Lu Yan, don't!"

She pushed him hard, and the man on top of him didn't leave, but let out a low muffled grunt.

She got his wounds.

An An was instantly distressed, "Lu Yan, are you okay?"

The white bandages on his body didn't show blood and shouldn't be out of the way.

Lu Yan's heavy body was pressed against her whole body, and he buried his head in her pink neck and gasped.

He dreamed again, and in his dreams it was An An's immature and alluring little face, the pink face was full like a newly blooming rose, and the eyes were shining, and his voice was thin and soft when he called him "Lu Yan", which was really good.

It felt so real, she seemed to be right under him.

"An'an—" he called out in a low voice.

Ann.

He was calling her name.

He was calling her name when he had a high fever and was unconscious.

An An's white eyes were red, she hated herself so much, hated herself for being so coaxed, she had been coaxed by him.

She should hate him, hate his infidelity, hate his dirty.