Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Chapter 1019 - Nothing Compares to You (1)

Chapter 1019: Nothing Compares to You (1)

An’an sat on the long bench at the bus stop. She stretched her icy-cold hand out and touched her abdomen. Little Yan, are you like Mom, you can’t go on too?

In the past, she would anticipate every dawn, but in the future she would be fearful of every daybreak.

A world without Ah Yan was a world without colors.

An’an curved her lips slightly and gradually looked up.

A bus drove past her before her eyes, and that was when she saw the tall and muscular figure on the opposite road. Her long lashes quivered immediately and her eyes narrowed.

What did she just see?

Was she dreaming?

The person that she had been missing day and night was standing on the road opposite her.

An’an rose immediately and her dress billowed in the chilly winter wind.

Time seemed to have slowed down. Her eyes were filled with that familiar figure.

If this was a dream, she would rather not wake up.

Big droplets of tears cascaded down her face and she smiled amidst her tears. She looked like a fool with her half-crying and half-smiling look.

Lu Yan was waiting for the bus opposite.

He was wearing a gray shirt and black trousers, with the ends of the trousers tucked into black boots. He looked as handsome and muscular as before.

He had not shaved for a very long and his entire face was covered with stubble. His sharp brown eyes swept the buses, but the bus that he was waiting for did not arrive. He pursed his lips in displeasure.

At this moment, a slender and pretty figure suddenly appeared in the corner of his eyes and he looked up. On the road opposite him, there was a girl in a long dress and she looked like a freshly bloomed lotus.

An’an.

Thud! The parcel in his hand fell onto the ground.

F**k!

The muscles beneath his gray shirt were all bulked up and as hard as a steel wall. He stared intensely at that figure. With that one gaze, he seemed to assimilate her into his flesh and blood.

In the next second, he started walking towards her.

The piercing sound of the horn beeping was heard and the cars were forced to stop. A driver rolled down the car window. “Oi, you have a death wish?!”

Nothing had changed.

An’an gradually extended her hands to embrace him and she smiled like a fool. He was finally back. How wonderful!

He rushed back home in the nick of time when she and baby could barely go on any longer.

...

In the third month of An’an’s pregnancy, Lu Yan returned from the military at night and prepared dinner.

An’an ate two bowls of rice and her stomach was rotund. She laid on the sofa with her head on Lu Yan’s abdomen as he indolently leaned against the sofa and perused some military documents.

She touched the muscles at his torso. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Eight pectoral muscles. Was it too much of a luxury for her to sleep on these eight pectoral muscles every night?

She raised her head and looked at the man. He was focusing on his documents and he exuded the demeanor of a General.

He had not even removed his uniform and he merely rolled out his sleeves when he was cooking.

“Ah Yan, will I be fat like a ball if you continue to feed me like this?” she asked.

Lu Yan’s gaze shifted from his documents to her rosy face and then he squeezed her cheeks. “You won’t.”

An’an’s heart leaped with joy. He was so sweet.

At this moment, the man added, “Balls can roll but you don’t even know how to roll.”

“...”

What?

What did he say?

An’an looked up at him. He had turned back to peruse his documents.

“Lu Yan, you’ve to make yourself clear. Are you saying I’m fat?” She snatched the documents away and straddled his muscular thighs with her hands at her waist in a displeased manner.

Lu Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at her. He took the documents and patted her bottom. “No manners, get down.”

“I don’t want to!”

She would not get down!

Lu Yan eyed her figure. She still had an exquisite hourglass figure, but her stomach was protruding a little and it looked adorable. He looked up again. Hm, it really was larger.

“You’re really not getting down?”

“I’m not!”

Bam! Lu Yan flung his documents and lifted her up by her waist. He kicked open the room door and threw her onto the bed.