An Muran, who was sitting down, felt as if he was only wearing underwear.
However, she had no choice but to obediently put her hands on both sides of her body due to A'S lust. Fortunately, she was smart enough to wear a pair of... flat trousers in her short skirt.
A'a was extremely serious when he was working, and his movements were very fast, just like a painter with flexible hands and feet, and An Muran's face was his masterpiece.
About an hour later, Asa swept a faint blush across An Muran's face. Then, he stopped what he was doing and said lightly, "It's done."
After that, he pulled An Muran to a mirror and let her have a look at it.
Looking at the woman in the mirror, An Muran felt that he had been amazed. If he had seen his skin recover just now, he felt very good. But at this moment, the woman in the mirror could only be described as a great beauty.
After being modified by A'a, An Muran looked more vivid and pleasant, and the flaws on her face were all covered by exquisite makeup techniques.
Just now, An Muran still felt that the "hidden" clothes, coupled with this fashionable makeup, could only be described as perfect.
"Master, master, I didn't take the wrong mirror, did I?"
In response to An Muran's question, A'er rolled her eyes.
"I'm free today. Think about what you'll invite me to eat later. I'm willing to take you out for a walk in your current state."
An Muran was still admiring himself in the mirror. When he heard A An's words, he immediately agreed. But then he asked doubtfully, "Master, you used to come in a hurry every time. Why don't you put on makeup for Chu Manying today?"
"No, she pushed all the notices today."
An Muran originally wanted to ask for the reason, but he suddenly remembered the text message he saw on Zhou Yi'an's mobile phone. He instantly understood the reason, and the discomfort in his heart that he had ignored before spread again.
Chu Manying must be worried about the fact that she was pregnant with Zhou Yi'an's child.
"It's five o'clock now, and it's almost time for dinner. Let's go. By the way, I'll pick some clothes for you." Asa looked at his watch and then took the box with him.
An Muran did not think too much and strode out of the house with A'A.
This meal was very pleasant, although it cost An Muran a lot of time.
But on the way, she felt different gazes from all directions, and instantly she had a feeling of being the focus of everyone's attention. This was something she had never experienced before. It turned out that beautiful women always had this kind of feeling when they went out, which made her instantly feel confident, and her behavior was more natural.
After saying goodbye to A'a, An Muran went home alone.
At this time, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, but the room was still dark. Obviously, Zhou Yi'an had not arrived home yet.
An Muran suddenly had an unprecedented sense of loss in his heart. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to let Zhou Yi'an see what he looked like now. He didn't know what kind of reaction he would have now.
She deliberately rubbed her head in the room for a while. It was not until ten o'clock in the evening that An Muran finally gave up and went to the bathroom. Today, A'An told her that she must clean up the makeup on her face every day before she could sleep. The cleaning was an essential step to protect her skin.
According to the method taught to her by A'a, An Muran slowly cleaned up the exquisite makeup on her face, took off her clothes, and lay in the bathtub.
At this time, she relaxed, and An Muran's thoughts suddenly became very chaotic. Many memories of the past with Jiang Yinxin flashed through her mind. It had always been an ambiguous effort of her, and this man seemed to have never done anything for her.
And Baisu Yi, who had always looked pitiful in front of her, did not expect that she was the most vicious person.
She had been blind in the past!
The more An Muran thought about it, the more confused he became. He simply buried his head completely under the bathtub. She grew up by the sea, so she was good at swimming. It was not a problem for her to hold her breath under the water for a long time.
At this time, the door of the villa was opened from the outside. Zhou Yi'an dragged his tired body into the house. He wanted to come back early today, but he was stopped by some urgent things and drank a few more cups of wine.
At this moment, his head was still a little dizzy.
Walking to the edge of the sofa, Zhou Yi'an took off his suit jacket, which smelled like alcohol, and then walked to the bathroom while buttoning his shirt.
The bathroom door was unlocked. Because Zhou Yi'an's brain was not clear, he was not sure if there was anyone inside. He directly took off his shirt and threw it by the pool. Then he loosened the belt on his pants and took off his suit pants, revealing his straight long legs.
An Muran didn't hear any movement outside the bathtub. When she was about to show her head in the bathtub, something touched her leg. Then, she only felt that she was pressed down by the sudden gravity.
The woman suddenly poked her head out of the bathtub. When she saw clearly what had happened, a scream burst out of her throat.
At this time, Zhou Yi'an was sitting on her exposed body, and the two of them overlapped in an extremely ambiguous position.
"Ah! You, you, you, hooligan! Get out of here!" An Muran shouted with a hot face while pushing the person on his body.
She had never been so intimate with a man in her life. Including Jiang Yinxin, she stubbornly believed that they could only have a relationship after they got married. And Jiang Yinxin didn't seem to care about it very much and didn't make things difficult for her.
Zhou Yi'an's dizzy brain finally regained some consciousness under An Muran's shouting. He looked at the woman pressed under him in surprise. "An Muran? Why are you here?"
"Of course I'm taking a shower here! Get out of here!" An Muran gritted his teeth and pressed his palm against the man's tight chest. The touch of his fingers made her panic like never before.
To be honest, Zhou Yi'an's figure was really great. He was strong and well-proportioned, with perfect lines, and there was also a looming vest, which made her blush and her heart beat faster.
But she quickly got rid of these inexplicable thoughts and began to push the man on her body, but the more anxious she was, the more things went against her wishes.
Zhou Yi'an was not prepared. In addition, An Muran had applied shower gel on his body, so his body was too slippery. With a push, Zhou Yi'an got closer to her.
At this time, the two of them were more ambiguous than before. Zhou Yi'an had already turned over and leaned against An Muran face to face. There was no gap between his body and An Muran's body. The two faces were only a short distance away. Their breaths were pressed against each other and intertwined tightly.
The fragrance of shower gel on An Muran's body rolled up the mist in the air, and all of it invaded Zhou Yi'an's nose, instantly making his heart restless.
It was unknown whether it was due to the man's body instinct or the alcohol's effect, Zhou Yi'an felt that the red-faced woman in front of him was extremely charming. She seemed to be a little different from the past, but she was exactly the same. Her clear and bright eyes also gave people a desire to invade.
Just like that, Zhou Yi'an couldn't help but think. He lowered his head and kissed the woman's two red, tender, and attractive lips.