Chapter 589 I Am Not Yours Alone

An An read the message twice---I'm outside your house, open the door.

Oh my god.

He actually came.

An An didn't bother to put on shoes, ran and opened the door.

A tall and strong body stood outside the door, standing there like a door god, coming against the light.

It was really Lu Yan.

An An looked at him, puffed up her delicate cheeks and snorted, "What are you doing here, didn't Qian Qian leave you in the hotel room?"

She still held the door and didn't let him in.

Lu Yan stretched out his broad palm and pushed the door open, stepped in with his long legs, and closed the door with his backhand.

This action was direct and domineering.

His strong back gently rested on the door panel, and he smiled with his lips curled, "If I go, someone will cry."

"I won't cry!" Although An An said so, Xiu Qiong's little nose was already red.

Lu Yan lowered his eyes and saw her bare feet. His heroic sword-like eyebrows knitted tightly, "Why barefoot?"

He stretched out his strong arm and clasped her small waist. With a light lift, he actually lifted her up.

An An quickly stretched out her two small hands and hugged his neck.

"What's wrong? Your eyes are red?" He leaned over and kissed the widow's peak on her forehead.

An An didn't feel so wronged at first, but now the grievances were overwhelming. She pouted her red lips, "I thought you didn't want me again."

The word "again" made Lu Yan's heart tighten. He tightened his strong arms and hugged her hard, "Do you like me so much?"

He has nothing now, and his right leg is lame. Why does she, a 21-year-old girl, like him so much?

"Well, I just like you." An An said with a sullen head.

Lu Yan's handsome eyebrows were all rippling, "I bought you a gift. It's in my trouser pocket. Take it yourself."

He bought a gift for her?

An An's eyes lit up, and she quickly stretched out her hand and kicked it into his trouser pocket, "What gift?"

At this time, An An touched the gift and took it out. In her hand was a lipstick.

He actually gave her a lipstick.

A man gave a woman a lipstick.

The grievance and sadness in An An's heart were swept away, and her beautiful eyes like ice and snow were full of spring waves. She couldn't let go of the lipstick in her hand and asked in a sweet voice, "How much is this?"

"Not much, 3999."

What?

An An took a breath, "Your salary is only 4,000 yuan, and you spent 3999 to buy a lipstick? Lu Yan, are you crazy?"

She raised her little pink fist and hit him.

Lu Yan didn't move, and let her hit him. Her little fist fell on his strong chest like a tickle. He didn't feel pain, but he was afraid that her hand would hurt.

"Go and put it on and show me."

An An was angry. He spent money recklessly and spent a month's salary. He is not the same as before. In the past three years, he has sent those children from the mountains to the capital to study in college, and he has no savings book with a penny in his hand.

"I won't go."

"Little girl, are you disobedient?"

An An felt pain and put on her slippers. She walked to the dressing table and opened her lipstick.

She smeared lipstick on her lower lip, then pursed it. This pure red color is very colorful. She touched some with her fingers and applied another layer. The lipstick was not less beautiful than ice and snow.

She raised her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror. Her lip line was delicate, like a lotus flower, so she usually didn't wear lipstick.

Now with lipstick, her delicate skin is as white as snow and her face is stunning.

She turned around and looked at him with bright eyes, "Does it look good?"

Lu Yan walked in front of her with his long legs, "It looks good."

"I want to ask, why did you give me lipstick?"

He gave me lipstick among so many gifts.

"I wanted to buy something else, but I have no money in my pocket."

"..."

Should he say something sweet or romantic at this time?

Lu Yan, who doesn't play by the rules.

Well, he doesn't play the domineering CEO style.

An An pushed her little hand into his trouser pocket again, and there was still a coin left in his trouser pocket.

She held the coin tightly in her palm, and suddenly her heart ached.

Her A Yan shouldn't live like this.

At this time, a laugh came from her ear, "Can you take your hand out?"

An An's little face turned red, and she retracted her little hand reflexively.

At this time, the world was spinning, and Lu Yan picked her up horizontally, and threw her directly into the sofa in the living room with a few steps.

Because An An had been holding the lipstick, the lipstick fell directly on the carpet.

"My lipstick!"

She leaned over and saw that the lipstick had been broken into two pieces on the carpet.

An An's whole body hurt, my God, her 3999 lipstick!

She reached out to pick it up.

But the next second, her little face was pressed by the man, "Why are you screaming? It's broken."

"But..."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

This lipstick is scrapped.

...

Two hours later.

An An, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes weakly. Lu Yan was not in the room. He went out.

An An forced herself to get out of bed.

As soon as she came out, she saw a tall and strong body in the kitchen. Lu Yan was cooking in the kitchen. He took a shower, but there was no men's change of clothes here, so he was still wearing the dark blue T-shirt, and the prosthesis in the black trousers was taken off, and the right trouser leg was empty.

However, this did not affect the man's calm demeanor at all, but added to the man's vicissitudes and heaviness, which was particularly charming.

An An walked over lightly and hugged him from behind. Her white and tender hands touched the place where his leg was amputated through his trouser legs. "Ayan, why did you lose your leg?" Lu Yan held a spatula in his hand. While cooking, he mentioned his amputated right leg, and he showed no expression.

"Want to know?"

"You can't tell me, can you?"

There are many secrets about him, his identity, his mysterious death three years ago, and his amputated right leg...

But he couldn't tell her any of this.

Lu Yan picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of small shrimp and put it to her lips, "You still ask after knowing it? Come and have a taste."

"Oh." An An obediently opened her mouth and ate the shrimp.

The next second, she quickly raised her eyebrows and said, "It's so salty. Did you add too much salt?"

Lu Yan himself also ate a piece of shrimp. He really added too much salt.

He doesn't know how to cook, but he started to learn how to cook in the past three years in the mountains. Unfortunately, his cooking skills have never been good.

He is a martial artist by nature and cannot do things like the kitchen.

"I poured it out. Let's do it again." Lu Yan was about to pour out all the shrimps.

An An quickly stopped, "It's such a waste to pour it. It doesn't matter if it's salty, just put some more sugar in it."

As she said this, she put some sugar in it.

Lu Yan picked up a piece of shrimp with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and said, "Did you put too much sugar in it?"

"I'll try it."

An An tasted it herself, and her eyebrows wrinkled up again. She did put in too much sugar, and he also put in too much salt. The taste was weird and strong.

An An put down her chopsticks and stuck out her pink tongue at him sheepishly, "Hehe, hehe, I don't know how to cook."

Lu Yan rubbed her hair, "Forget it if you don't know how to cook. Although I'm not good at cooking, at least if you follow me, you won't starve to death."

An An was filled with joy, and she quickly hugged his strong arm, "But your cooking skills are so bad, how can I eat?"

Lu Yan quickly narrowed his brown eyes. He was a little brat. It was just good for her to eat, but he still dared to dislike it.

He raised his hand to knock her.

An An quickly got into his arms and smiled sweetly, "If your cooking skills are so bad, then I will work hard to learn cooking skills, Comrade Ayan, and we will make progress together in the future."

How could he be allowed to cook alone?

She will work hard too.

The fragrance in his arms was as soft as jade. Lu Yan slowly stretched his eyebrows and raised the corners of his lips. Even a silly girl can hurt someone...

…

The next day.

As soon as An An got up, she received a call from Delia.

Lu Yan pulled up his pants and smiled casually, "Where did Delia invite you to play this time?"

An An looked back and raised the phone in his hand, "This time Delia asked me to go to his room at night."

Lu Yan's deep eyes moved and he pursed his thin lips into a straight line.

"Ayan, Delia must be carrying that private seal with him. It's either in his room or on his body. I can get close to him tonight, and I will definitely bring that private seal out."

Lu Yan's eyes were dark, with two small dangerous whirlpools accumulating in them. After looking at her, he turned around and left.

"Ayan," An An ran over and hugged him from behind, "Are you worried about me?"

Lu Yan put on the black belt around his strong waist, and the bangs on his forehead covered his deep eyes. He slowly said, "As you said, I know you are the most suitable candidate, Mr. Yu, I I shouldn't stop you, but Yu Zi, you are my woman, I didn't protect my mother, I don't want..."

"Shh." An An quickly covered his thin lips, stood on tiptoes, put her red lips on his nose and kissed him, then whispered in a voice that only two people could hear, "Ah Yan, not only will I complete the task tonight, but more importantly, I will protect myself. I will not let anyone insult me. I am only yours."

He has his own righteousness, and she said that she would not be a burden or burden to him.

He went to defend his country, and she came to love him.

Lu Yan stretched out his big palm to clasp her slender waist, "If you are good to me, I will give it to you as long as I have it, but if you are good to me, you are destined to suffer a lot of grievances, because... I am not the only one you have." of."

He is not hers alone.

Therefore, he would often leave her side and leave her alone.

Perhaps this is her most dangerous time.

An An trembled with her slender feathers like butterfly wings. She stretched out her white and tender hands and touched the position of his heart. The powerful "dong dong" beating from there made her palms numb.

She pretended to sigh, "Hey, what can I do? Who made me fall in love with a hero? As long as you are mine alone, that's enough."

Lu Yan took her soft little hand and held it tightly, "Maybe I will be late, but I am never absent. If there is danger, I will definitely go to find you. Protect yourself before I come. "

"Well, I understand." An An nodded obediently. She suddenly remembered something, "By the way, there is danger tonight. Snow Lady will send someone to pick her up. Once Delia calms down, she will definitely find her as soon as possible. Come on Snow Girl.”

Lu Yan kissed her lips, "I have my own arrangements."

…

In the villa.

Delia reached out and hugged An An, "Baby An An, you're here, you miss me so much, come and give me a kiss."

An An quickly pushed Delia away. She looked at Qianqian aside and said, "Master Di, there is still someone here."

Qian Qian stood in the living room in a long dress. She looked at An An. There was a red mark behind An An's snow-white earlobe. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all. It was a kiss mark.

Last night, Lu Yan sent her to the hotel and drove away. He must have gone to find Gu An An.

Now the kiss mark behind Gu An An's ear must have been made by him.

Last night, Lu Yan must have been making love with Gu An An.

Qian Qian's two hands hanging by her side quickly clenched into fists. The man she had been pursuing for so many years actually fell in love with another woman.

She didn't expect that Lu Yan, such a deep and heartless man, would also fall in love.

She thought that there would never be a woman for him to fall in love with in this life.

Qian Qian's eyes overflowed with jealousy, and this jealousy was like a raging fire that burned her reason to ashes.

At this time, a series of steady footsteps came to her ears, and a tall and strong body walked in. Lu Yan came.