Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

“They’ve escaped! Hurry up and go after them!” Meng Che’s underlings were all chasing after them.

Tang Mo’er turned to look at An’an, her lustrous eyes were filled with determination. “An’an, don’t be afraid, don’t turn around. We have to get out of here! Run!”

An’an held onto Tang Mo’er’s hand. “Little sister-in-law, I’m not afraid.”

“Mm!”

“Argh!” They could hear some yells from behind.

“Wolf, it’s a wolf! There’s a wolf!” The underlings were all screaming.

Tang Mo’er and An’an stopped running, they turned back to check and all they saw were pairs and pairs of luminous eyes in the darkness. A pack of wolves had come.

“Gu Mohan, let me out!”

“You can’t come out now, piss off!”

“What are you afraid of, afraid that I’ll hurt your precious Mo’er?”

“You’d better not mess with her.”

“Why not? Gu Mohan, she’d already become one of your weaknesses, I must help you get rid of her.”…

There were two sounds inside his head, Gu Mohan felt his head almost bursting open. The corner of his mouth was bleeding and he collapsed onto the ground.

Gu Mohan had fainted.

Tang Mo’er gasped, seeing him collapse. She quickly ran in front. “Gu Mohan!”

“Little sister-in-law, be careful!”

A wolf pounced over, aiming for Tang Mo’er. An’an quickly ran over and acted as Tang Mo’er’s human shield.

At that dangerous moment, a tall figure suddenly pounced over, hugging An’an and they rolled away from the wolf.

An’an suddenly felt herself being hugged by someone. A muscular arm was around her slim waist, holding her tightly in his arms.

Another hand was on the back of her head, pressing her head inside his arms and making sure she wouldn’t get hurt. Since she had been hugged while they rolled away, she wasn’t hurt at all.

A masculine scent floated into her nose, intertwined with a faint, soapy smell.

It wasn’t the smell of a shower gel, but of a soap bar.

They finally stopped rolling and An’an was underneath the man. She fluttered her eyelashes as she finally caught a glimpse of the man. It was Lu Yan.

Lu Yan was here.

Why was he here?

Why did he come?

“Are you hurt?” Lu Yan looked at her and asked.

An’an averted her eyes and didn’t answer him. Her eyes were red and watery, the feelings of grievance and helplessness came crashing at her.

All she could hear was the mean words he had uttered from the previous night. If that was true, why was he here?

Why did he save her?

He shouldn’t have come here and saved her. If he kept doing things like this, she wouldn’t be able to control her feelings again.

She felt that he was merely giving his body away to other women, but his heart belonged to her.

But that wasn’t enough for An’an, she wanted more. She wanted a complete him, she wanted his heart and his body to belong to her, and only her.

She needed him to stay loyal and faithful to only her.

And that was because she was only going to have one man in her life.

Noticing that her eyes were averted, Lu Yan’s face darkened. She was lowering her eyes and her lips were pouted indignantly. She was behaving like a spoiled little child.

Lu Yan felt his throat getting dry, his Adam’s apple bobbed and he wanted to kiss her. He knew that he had said too much last night, but he had no other choice.

“Lu Yan, An’an, stop flirting. The wolf!” Tang Mo’er screamed.

An’an lifted her eyes and saw a ferocious wolf pouncing over.

“Lu Yan!” An’an quickly tugged on his sleeve.

Lu Yan pressed her head into his chest with even more force and he muttered, “An’an, don’t be afraid.”

Holding the knife in his left hand, Lu Yan slit the throat of the wolf in one clean motion.

Puff.

Blood splattered around and it was all over Lu Yan’s black shirt.

His fringe covered his bloodshot eyes. When killing the wolf, he didn’t even bat an eyelid. He was just like an emotionless warrior.

An’an lifted her head to see the dead wolf in front of them, there wasn’t a drop of blood on her at all.

“Lu Yan, why is your body so warm?” Her hand was on his muscles. An’an suddenly realized that his body temperature was abnormally high.

His body was just like a ball of fire, her fingertips were almost scalded just from touching him.

What was wrong with him?

Lu Yan held onto her hand and pulled it away from his body. He felt even more unwell when she touched him.

“I’m fine.”