581 Don't Touch Me!

When Tiger was kicked away, An'an had promptly gotten up from the table. Her fair, tender hands clutched at her own clothes and she retreated warily to one side.

But Lu Yan turned around and grasped her slender wrist with his coarse hand. She was thrown onto the table.

Her delicate back laid on the icy-cold surface of the table. She quickly attempted to get up, but at this moment her vision went black as the man's tall, muscular body pinned her down, and captured her pretty lips.

Mm!

An'an's eyes widened. The man's soft, thin lips were kissing her mouth, and as if that was not enough, he opened his mouth and sucked her soft, fragrant lips.

In her memory, he had never taken the initiative to kiss her.

It was always her pestering him to kiss her.

Even if she had managed to kiss his lips, he would refuse to open his mouth.

"L… let go! Don't touch me!" An'an turned her head vigorously and refused to let him kiss her.

Now, his broad body was pinned on top of her. When she struggled, the fragrant scent from her body wafted to his nose. It smelled faintly sweet.

Lu Yan's throat bobbed. He had very good self-control, and did not get as stimulated and charged as Tiger had even though he had consumed drugs. But now, he was getting aroused, and it was unclear whether it was because the effect of the drugs was getting stronger, or the fragrance of her body had affected him.

He stretched his hand out and used three fingers to pin her flailing hands on top of her head. He grasped her tiny face in the other hand. Knitting his brows, he kissed her at his own whim and fancy.

His long tongue entered her mouth.

An'an tasted the nicotine in his mouth in an instant. His long tongue was delving her mouth vigorously. It was not a kiss; he was plundering her and unleashing his desires on her.

An'an had never kissed any other man before and did not know what was considered 'good kissing technique'. All she knew was that she felt very uncomfortable with his kiss.

She clenched her fists and pummeled him forcefully. But his body was full of hard muscles and his handsome face remained cold and hard.

Her slender legs knocked against the gun at his waist accidentally. He had even kissed her with the gun at his waist.

An'an's luscious, long lashes quivered. This man's status as a leader was merely a facade; he was still boorish through and through.

A brute.

She hardened her heart and bit down on the tip of his tongue forcefully.

Hiss.

The man groaned in pain, released her mouth instantly and tasted the blood on his tongue. His coarse large palm patted her youthful, beautiful face and knitted his brows in displeasure. "Damn, are you asking to be screwed?"

What did he say?

This was the first time he had used vulgar language on her. He had kissed her so roughly and now he was scolding her.

An'an's red lips had been kissed swollen by him. She gritted her teeth and admonished, "Lu Yan, you jerk!"

Initially, Tiger did not believe that Lu Yan and An'an had a disgraceful relationship between them. Now that he was watching them, he started to be more convinced.

It was no wonder that Lu Yan kicked him when he touched An'an.

Tiger's lascivious eyes were still fixated on An'an's body. As he saw Lu Yan pinning An'an down and kissing her, he wished that he could be the one doing it.

Tiger stretched his hand out and pinned a pretty girl down onto the sofa. "Master Yan, you really know how to play. You kept a young lady by your side to play with. But I see that Miss An'an doesn't seem to be too keen on your advances. Are you both serious or just pretending?"

Tiger looked at Lu Yan and An'an suspiciously.

Lu Yan opened his handsome eyes again. His brown eyes were bloodshot and the veins in his neck were throbbing. He was finally feeling the intoxicating effect of the drugs, and he felt like he was floating on air.

But his face was still devoid of any expression. His face was cold and hard, so much so that if a little hand were to touch his face, it would be hurt.

He looked down at An'an and his bloodshot eyes were filled with passion.

His eyes were as deep as a valley, and no one could fathom his thoughts.

A few seconds later, he stretched his coarse hand out to tug off An'an's pants.

"What are you doing?" An'an promptly restrained his hand. "Lu Yan, don't you dare touch me! Take off your filthy hand. I don't want to do it with you. Aren't there women over there? Go and mess around with them.

"I don't want you. I don't like you anymore. You'd better scram and leave me alone. You are so filthy. You have just taken drugs. Are you thinking of spreading the drug to me?"

The mere thought of him consuming the drugs made An'an's heart ache. He had really become a degenerate, this time, she really did not want him anymore.

Lu Yan did not have any expression on his face, nor did he speak a word. He continued to tear off her clothes and muttered hoarsely into her ear. "This is a drug and not an infectious disease. It will not spread to you, hm?"

What did he mean? Did he really want to do it with her?

At this place?

An'an's cold, dark eyes swept the room. There were so many people in the room, and there were so many lewd eyes all around, especially Tiger who was still staring at her while positioning himself on top of a woman, as if he could not wait to see Lu Yan tearing off all her clothes.

No women could accept engaging in such intimate acts in such a depraved environment. An'an felt revulsion, panic and fear.

She got up, opened her mouth and bit down on Lu Yan's broad hand forcefully.

Hiss.

Lu Yan bore the pain. This girl had bitten him till there were teeth marks on his skin.

He did not budge and continued to let her bite him.

A few seconds later, An'an released him. Her pretty lips had a red tinge of blood, and she looked demonic and seductive.

She retreated and did not let him touch her.

Lu Yan's bloodshot brown eyes stared at her and gradually curved his thin lips. His voice was so hoarse it was unrecognizable. "Have you bitten enough, hm?"

"Lu Yan, don't touch me!" An'an stared at him guardedly. There was a perfume fragrance emanating from his body, and she couldn't tell if the scent was from Flora or the other two women. "Lu Yan, you are filthy, you are so filthy! You have played with so many women, and perhaps there are some infectious diseases in your body. Don't you touch me! Leave me alone!"

Lu Yan, you are filthy!

You are really filthy!

Lu Yan looked at her cold eyes, which were damp like a little creature's and tinged with resoluteness. She had finally despised him for being filthy.

Was he filthy?

All these years, he had not known it himself.

He stretched his coarse hand out to grasp her smooth shoulder and lifted her up immediately.

An'an fell from the table onto the floor. She wanted to get up, but the man was exerting force on her shoulder, refusing to let her stand.

"Lu Yan, what are you doing?" An'an raised her head to glare at him.

He was standing now and she was kneeling down at his legs. Lu Yan forcefully stroked her red lips with his coarse finger, and then pulled out his leather belt from his muscular waist.

An'an was ignorant about such matters between men and women. She looked at the man pulling off his belt and he was also pressing down on her. She was unsure what he was intending to do.

"Lu YanーAh!"