Chapter 585 He Is so Different to You

"Lu Yan, I won't go back, this is my job!"

"No!"

An An pushed his big hand away, she frowned in dissatisfaction, "Then you are not allowed to go out and flirt in the future."

"What did I flirt with?"

"Do push-ups! Don't touch other women in the future, let alone do push-ups!"

Lu Yan raised his thin lips, "You are jealous of this too?"

As he said, he lifted the waistband of his pants with his slender fingers, "Let you see something better?"

"What?"

Lu Yan lay on the bed, his two big hands supporting the sheets, and he started to do push-ups.

"Come here."

An An raised her red lips, "What are you doing, let me sit on your back?"

She came over.

Lu Yan grabbed her slender wrist and pulled her hard, making her sit on his back, then quickly did a few push-ups, "Are you not jealous anymore? Have you coaxed her?"

An An thought for a moment, "Not yet."

"Then I'll keep trying."

"Lu Yan, all right, I'm going down."

The two of them laughed and played on the bed for a while, and then the door of the room was pushed open, and Xue Niang walked in.

Xue Niang saw the two people on the bed at once, and she was startled, "Master Yan..."

Someone broke in, and An An was startled. She quickly pushed the man away and wanted to get out of bed, but the small boots on her feet had been kicked off, and the socks inside fell out, revealing her white jade feet.

She was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground.

In contrast, Lu Yan was very calm and composed. Without looking at Xue Niang, he got up and got off the bed. The tall and strong man squatted down, picked up the sock in his palm, and broke the sock opening. He said, "Put it on quickly."

He put on the socks for her.

An An felt sweet in her heart. It is said that older men are caring, and this is true.

She did not act pretentiously and directly put her snow-white little feet into it.

Lu Yan put on small-foot boots for her again.

Today she wore a black short skirt with small-foot boots underneath, and the long horizontal white socks were exposed, which was very pleasing to the eye.

Lu Yan pulled her short skirt down and said in a deep voice, "In the future, wear a skirt over the knee. If you dare to wear it like this again, I will deal with you immediately."

"..."

Xue Niang is still here. It is unlikely that she doesn't mind at all. An An retracted her feet, "I know, I'll leave first."

She ran out.

...

In the corridor, An An patted her red face, and then a voice sounded from behind, "Little sister, hello."

An An turned around, it was Xue Niang who came.

Xue Niang just brought the ointment in.

"Are you looking for me?" An An asked.

Xue Niang nodded, "Little sister, are you hostile to me? Didn't he tell you that I'm not his lover?"

An An froze.

Xue Niang smiled, "More than 20 years ago, I was only 14 years old when I was sold to this underground palace. Others didn't treat me as a human being, but he never abused me. He pointed at me, but didn't touch me. He and I are old acquaintances, and we are from the same place."

An An's butterfly-like wings trembled suddenly. What, Xue Niang and Lu Yan are from the same place?

Seeing An An's shocked and surprised expression, Xue Niang continued with a smile, "He is older than me, we are from the same village, he treats me as his younger sister, I was sold to this underground palace more than 20 years ago, because of my young age, I became a cash cow here, he came that day, less than 20 years old, he was surrounded by people, showing off his evil nature, he was respected as a master everywhere, he recognized me at a glance, and chose me."

"Originally he wanted to take me out and let me live a normal life, but how could I survive outside, I lost my home, I didn't go to school, those beasts hurt my body, even pregnancy was impossible, so I stayed here, he bought me some shares of the underground palace, I have lived freely and carefree these years."

An An was also sold by human traffickers when she was a child, if it weren't for Lu Yan, her fate should be worse than Xue Niang's.

An An's beautiful eyes like ice and snow showed sympathy and tenderness, "Xue Niang, why are you telling me this?"

Xue Niang looked at An An, "Because, he loves you."

This him, is Lu Yan.

"I have known him for so long, and I know him better than anyone else. The women around him come and go, and he plays with the world, but he seems to have never put his heart on any woman, except you."

"When he looks at you, your reflection is filled in his brown pupils. He will smile at you, kiss you, squat down to put on your socks and shoes, and will be overbearing and not let you wear short skirts. He treats you so differently."

"I know he loves you."

Ripples rippled in An An's heart, and she also knew that he loved her.

At this time, Xue Niang stepped forward and gently held her soft little hand, "Little sister, a man like him may not be as good at saying sweet words as other men, but he is real. If he falls in love with someone, he will love her for a lifetime. As long as he has, he will give you everything he has, so you must treat him well. He deserves the most gentle treatment in the world."

Lu Yan, this man, has heavy shoulders and has experienced many vicissitudes of life. There is a scale in his heart for real, fake, good, and evil.

He holds the sword of justice, which is the most worthy of the world's gentle treatment.

An An nodded, indicating that he knew and would do it, "Xue Niang, do you know the situation of his family?"

"I know that he originally had a very happy family. Although he was poor, his parents were very loving and he was a filial son."

"Winter is here, and other children have a pair of leather gloves. He took a second look and felt a little envious. When his father saw it, he told him, Dad, go buy you a pair of leather gloves on the street."

"But that day, his father went out in the morning and did not come back at night. The police knocked on the door the next day and said that his father had stolen a pair of leather gloves. His father was sentenced to three years, but in the second year, his father He died in prison without even seeing the last of his father."

"As for his mother...his mother was born very beautiful, but her life was also very hard. His father left, leaving them mother and son to depend on each other. At that time, he was too young and didn't understand. He didn't understand that the village chief coveted his mother's beauty. He threatened to take him to work in the mines at a young age and defiled his mother. "

"One day when he came back from school, he opened the door and saw the village chief pressing his mother on the bed. That's when he found out."

"This incident quickly spread throughout the village. Everyone pointed at him and scolded him, saying that he was the son of a thief and a shameless slut. His mother couldn't bear it and had no face to face him again, so she jumped into the river one night and died. "

"From that day on, he was an orphan."

"He put on his backpack and went to the big city alone, turning from a beggar into a powerful boss."

So that's it.

At a young age, Lu Yan experienced the loss of his family and his family. He became silent and took care of everything by himself.

An An's eyes turned red.

At this moment, a deep and unhappy voice sounded in my ears, "What are you talking about?"

An An raised her eyes and saw that Lu Yan was here.

Lu Yan took a cold shower and changed into a black shirt with a white vest underneath. His wet bangs lay on his forehead. He was covered in cold moisture and looked particularly heroic.

Xue Niang turned around and saw the man's deep brown eyes staring at her face.

Xue Niang quickly lowered her head. She knew that this man didn't like to talk about his family. From the day he put on his backpack and walked out, he never talked about his family again. It was a thorn in his heart.

Lu Yan moved his eyes away from Xue Niang's face and landed on An An's face. He stretched out his big palm and said, "Come here."

An An walked over obediently and handed her little hand to him.

Her little hand was slightly cold, but his palm was warm. He held her little hand tightly and reprimanded in a deep voice, "Are you standing here talking, are you afraid that Delia won't see it, or are you afraid that you will live longer?"

An An vomited her pink lips, knowing she was wrong.

"Come on, I'll take you out."

He held her little hand and left.

Xue Niang stood behind and looked at the two people. The man was tall and handsome, and the girl was an icy beauty in front of outsiders. It was difficult to get along with her. But beside him, she was just a good little girl who could stick out her tongue. She was bright and charming. There is an age difference of nearly twenty years, but they are so well matched.

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Instead of taking the elevator, the two took the stairs.

An An followed the man, and she looked at him. He put one hand in his trouser pocket, his thick shoulders, and the vicissitudes of his back, which made people feel safe.

"Lu Yan, is Xue Niang right, about...your parents?" She asked in a low voice.

As soon as she finished speaking, the man moved his palm and pulled her little hand until it hurt.

He didn't look back, his steps were still steady, but his voice was cold and heavy, "I don't want to talk about it, don't mention it again in the future."

He kept silent about his family.

An An then remembered that Xue Ying was a legend, had accomplished many extraordinary feats, and was the senior commander of Xue Tong. However, he was not a soldier. He would never be able to wear a military uniform in his life because his background was unclear and his father was a thief.

"Lu Yan, I believe your father is not a thief. He didn't steal anything."

Just as he finished speaking, the man in front of him suddenly stopped.

Letting go of her little hand, he turned around slowly, staring at An An with his deep brown eyes. He pursed his thin lips into a straight white line, "What did you say?"

His eyes were hard and he was looking at her closely.

Aggressive.

An An fearless, she met his gaze, "People who have national justice in their hearts have firm beliefs and unyielding charisma. Although I don't know what you insist on, but dad must not be able to teach such a son." Thief!"