Chapter 1343 - Sweet Times (3)
Everyone in the military knew that General Lu had a sweet little wife at home, whom he loved and doted upon very much.
Hearing this, An’an smiled, her red lips blooming like a lovely flower.
Lu Yan kissed her on the cheek. “Have a bite and see if it’s sweet.”
“No.”
An’an escaped from his embrace and ran over to her vanity. She pulled open the last drawer, which contained all the little trinkets he had given her over the past three years. Rare ones, expensive ones, common ones, all sorts.
Pink, blue, yellow, they filled an entire drawer.
They were all the girlish gifts he had ever given her.
An’an had not gone out to work over the past three years, but was now a primary school teacher in a school within the military compound. She spent her entire day with innocent young children, teaching and educating them.
It was the afternoon and he had specially taken leave to come home early. The other soldiers were still outside training hard. He was a high-ranking general after all, he should be ashamed of himself!
Lu Yan didn’t duck. The handkerchief dropped to the floor after hitting his face. He smirked and stared at her with blazing eyes. Then he even had the audacity to add, “I really am shameless!”
This man!
An’an’s face grew hot and her breathing became uneven. “General, don’t fool around. Mo’er is waiting for us and our children are outside… They might come in at any time.”
She pushed his hands away and turned to flee.
Before she could even take two steps, Lu Yan reached out one long arm and pulled her soft body into his chest. With a lift of his arm, he easily raised her off the floor and walked under the shower head.
Warm water rained down from the shower head.
“Ah!” An’an cried out. “My dress! My dress is wet! Did you do this on purpose?”
Lu Yan held her shoulders and pushed her against the wall before pressing himself onto her. With one hand, he pulled down his pants zipper. “Didn’t you put on this dress for me?”
“No!”
An’an also still retained some of her martial arts skills. She was very angry and wanted to kick him.
But Lu Yan was no pushover. He used his knee to press down on her slim thigh, to the point that she could not move.
Licking his dry lips, he then bit her snow-white earlobe, while murmuring in a low voice. “I already warned you not to wear any clothes that reveal the thighs, chest or butt. Men of an advanced age are unable to withstand the excitement. You excited me, and so I have to punish you.”
“I didn’t… General, you’re so crude and hold such old-fashioned thoughts. You’re even physically abusing your wife. I’m going to report you to your higher-ups!” An’an bit her lower lip.
Lu Yan narrowed his eyes. The crows’ feet at the corners of his eyes deepened. For a high-ranking man in his forties, the appearance of crows’ feet presented an undeniable charm and allure.
“You don’t scare me at all. I’m not your student, Teacher An’an!”
He emphasized heavily on the words ‘Teacher An’an’. The mockery in his voice was obvious.
Hearing this, An’an was even more angered. “General, you have committed another offense. Insulting a teacher!”
But Lu Yan only lowered his gaze and shifted his hand onto the back of her collar. He tore it downwards with a loud ripping sound. “Teacher An’an, I just learned a new English word today. Can I ask you what it means?”
Her dress! Goodness, it was torn up just like that?
“F*ck? What does it mean?”
An’an fluttered her lashes. What did he say?
Lu Yan furrowed his brows and gave a low laugh by her ear. “Teacher An’an, I am going to f*ck you!”
…
The bedroom door was pushed open and Little An’an ran in. “Daddy, Mama?”
Little An’an looked around. Eh, why was Daddy and Mama not in the room?
Where did they go?
“Sister, Daddy and Mama are busy with something. I will bring you out to play first.” Little Yan led Little An’an out.
…
An hour later.
An’an changed into a long floral dress. The fresh-looking flowers accentuated her radiant little face.
Since she was still angry, she blatantly ignored Lu Yan. Nevertheless, she still helped him into his black shirt.
“Teacher An’an, may I ask you a question. How do I coax a wife who is angry?”