Jing Shao is infertile, but his nanny is pregnant with his child.

To make massage easier, Lu Yan was only wearing a bra and a sweater.

Zhou Yanchen, who was taking a nap in bed, was only wearing a very thin autumn shirt.

The moment Lu Yan lunged forward, her chest pressed firmly against Zhou Yanchen's strong back.

The temperature between the two rose instantly. Zhou Yanchen felt it; this woman was not only soft in her hands, but also incredibly soft in other parts of her body.

Lu Yan's hand was still placed between his legs.

Lu Yan was startled, and her hand trembled violently.

Zhou Yan let out a muffled groan, his low, unbearable, and ambiguous panting sounding particularly clear in the quiet room.

Zhou Yanchen closed his eyes, his voice unusually low and hoarse, "Relax."

Lu Yan's lower body was suspended in mid-air, her waist was weak, and she wanted to get her hands away from that place of trouble as soon as possible, but the more she tried, the less she could get them out, and what was worse was that she was still fiddling around with them.

Lu Yan was so anxious she almost cried.

The air was filled with Zhou Yanchen's strong masculine scent.

My cheeks are getting hotter and hotter.

Lu Yan made a firm decision, slid down, and knelt on Zhou Yanchen's back.

Lu Yan stood up without hesitation, bowed to Zhou Yanchen, and said, "I'm sorry."

After saying that, Lu Yan turned and ran out.

The door slammed shut.

The person ran away.

But Zhou Yanchen could not remain calm.

He lay face down on the pillow, his body screaming uncontrollably.

He is 27 years old this year and is a normal man.

Most of the soldiers in the army are men, and when we were in the dormitory, I would often hear my comrades talking about their relationships with their loved ones.

He was also young and impetuous, but he had never reacted as strongly as he had just now.

The situation has not been calmed down yet.

Lu Yan's hands were like a fire, almost setting him ablaze.

I've always heard that women are soft, and I'm quite disdainful when men talk about women's bodies.

He felt that there was not much difference between the physical structures of men and women.

But just now, he experienced the stark contrast between softness and hardness.

Zhou Yan took a deep breath, slowly turned over, looked down, raised his hand to his forehead, and remained still for a long time.

Lu Yan stumbled out of the living room, turned on the tap, and let the cold water run over her scalding hands.

Lu Yan gasped for breath, thinking she was about to suffocate.

Her burning hot hands gradually cooled down from the cold water, but she was still very agitated.

She looked down at her hands, which were so cold they were numb, and blushed as she thought about the important thing those hands had done a few minutes earlier.

Lu Yan pressed her hands on the sink and let out a loud groan.

God!

What has she done?!

I told them I had no ill intentions, but just a few minutes later I was leaning over their back and touching the place I shouldn't have.

It’s over.

It's all over.

Lu Yan sighed.

Looking ahead in despair.

I want to cry...

Lu Yan admitted it.

It seems like she wouldn't have lost out if she could at least touch Zhou Yanchen once in this lifetime.

That was the only way Lu Yan could console herself.

She raised her hand and patted her burning face. Only after patting it did she realize that her hands seemed to still retain Zhou Yanchen's aura, and the heat that had just subsided instantly reignited.

When Wang Jin entered the courtyard, he saw Lu Yan looking utterly dejected.

"Xiao Lu, what's wrong?"

Lu Yan waved her hand to indicate that she was fine.

I'm just going to be fired again.

It's okay, it's really okay. This time, she was no longer as anxious as she was last time.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Wang Jin noticed she didn't seem to be alright at all. "Xiao Lu, is your mother's case still pending?"

He was away at home the day before yesterday, and I only found out about it later.

Xiao Lu is so pitiful!

Lu Yan said listlessly, "We should have results soon."

Wang Jin nodded. "Xiao Lu, don't worry, the police will definitely give you justice."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yan laughed. "Brother Wang, if I sent my own mother to prison, don't you think I'm inhuman?"

"So, does your mother have any humanity in selling your son?"

Wang Jin: "What mother in the world would be willing to sell her own child's child? That's not something a human being would do. If you don't send her in, who knows what she might do to you next time."

Lu Yan smiled, her lips curving upwards.

Indeed, different groups have different perceptions.

In the family compound, although everyone could understand her suffering, whenever she resisted, they would try to persuade her. When that failed, they would start saying that she was heartless.

But here, everyone understands her and supports her.

It just goes to show that the saying goes, life can't be the same no matter who you live with.

Lu Yan felt increasingly distressed. How could she have slipped?

That's it, my hands are ruined now.

Is it too late for her to explain to Zhou Yanchen that she didn't do it on purpose?

Forget it, it really does seem like I'm trying to hide something obvious.

Wang Jin checked the time and asked, "Xiao Lu, are you finished massaging Third Young Master?"

Lu Yan let out a sound of surprise, looked up at the sky, and said in an unnatural tone, "Is it...is it done?"

That was a great massage!

hehe--

Lu Yan went back to her room, picked up her paintbrush, and began to draw clothing designs.

There's one more new design I'll finish this month.

Picking up her pen, Lu Yan began to sketch out the design in her mind.

Lost in thought, the scene shifted, and she bumped into Zhou Yanchen's back with a thud, her hand also...

Lu Yan was startled and raised her hand to pat her face.

Lu Yan!

What are you thinking!

After finishing the last new design, Lu Yan raised her hand and rubbed her sore neck.

She put the blueprints away and found Wang Jin in the yard.

"Brother Wang, may I use the telephone in the study?"

She wanted to call He Yuejin and ask him to come and pick it up.

Logically, she should have asked Zhou Yanchen for his opinion, but she was too ashamed to face him.

This is so embarrassing!

Wang Jin: "Who are you calling?"

He Yuejin.

Wang Jin: "Okay, I'll take you there. Their phone number is at their house."

After finishing the call, I came out and ran into Zhou Yanchen.

Lu Yan ran away in a flash.

Zhou Yan's face was ashen, as if he was enduring something.

Wang Jin was extremely puzzled; why did his third young master look so sexually frustrated?

It wasn't until evening, when Jin Aiyun and the others returned, that Lu Yan finally received Zhou Yanchen's offer to fire her.

Lu Yan didn't want to cause any internal strife over this matter, so she simply stopped thinking about it and pretended that nothing had happened.

After dinner, Lu Yan reported to Jin Aiyun that she hadn't given Zhou Yanchen a massage again today and asked her to write it down.

Jin Aiyun: "Xiao Lu, did Yan Chen bully you?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yan waved her hands frantically, "No, no, Mr. Zhou didn't bully me!"

She bullied him!

She took advantage of him!

She is guilty!

Jin Aiyun could tell from Lu Yan's expression that her brat was being unreasonable.

He immediately went to find Zhou Yanchen.

Zhou Yanchen was reading the newspaper in the room when he heard two hurried footsteps approaching from afar.

He turned around and saw his mother walking over in a fit of rage, with Lu Yan anxiously pulling her back from behind.

As soon as Jin Aiyun entered the house, she questioned, "Yan Chen, did you bully Xiao Lu again?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yanchen looked at Lu Yan and asked, "Did I bully you?"