After Dressing Up As a Little Fulang

Zang Ya stroked An Yun’s smooth shoulder with one hand and touched An Yun’s lips with the other hand, caressing them gently, with a bit of lust in his eyes.

An Yun saw the emotions inside clearly and guessed a little bit of what Zang Ya wanted to do. There was a bit of struggle in his eyes, but he didn’t make any move.

Zang Ya looked at him like a trapped cub, smiled softly, and then kissed him.

Two quarters of an hour later, the maids headed by Xiao Cui were allowed to re-enter the house and were informed to prepare hot water and wound medicine.

Hearing the request inside, Xiao Cui’s heart skipped a beat; her face turned red and she felt excited but also a little worried. When she finally went in and found out that she was just going to treat the bite mark on An Yun’s shoulder, she was thankful but also felt a little inexplicable regret.

Xiao Cui had originally thought that the fulang had officially consummated their marriage with the young master, but who knew that it was all a joy in vain.

But soon, as hot water and wound medicine arrived, Xiao Cui didn’t care about anything else and hurriedly went forward to help An Yun wash up and apply medicine.

After An Yun finished washing, he sat there with his head tilted, watching Xiao Cui gently apply medicine to him, without much expression on his face.

Just when Xiao Cui and the others came in, Zang Ya went out to wash up. At the time, only An Yun and the maids waiting around were left in the room.

Xiao Cui looked at the wound, which was not a big one, but she could tell from its shape how much strength the young master had just used and couldn’t help but sigh in her heart. Then, she looked down at the expressionless An Yun and whispered, “Fulang, the young master probably didn’t mean it. Don’t hold any grudge against him.”

If he couldn’t behave well and made the young master dislike him, An Yun would likely suffer. However, Xiao Cui did not continue to say anything to An Yun after these words. She felt that she had said enough.

An Yun curled his lips and pulled up his clothes to cover the area where the medicine had been applied. “This piece of shit did it on purpose. He even knew that my injured area needed medicine.”

If Zang Ya hadn’t prepared all the follow-up things so quickly, An Yun might have thought that Zang Ya didn’t do it on purpose. But that jerk had gotten everything ready so quickly after he went out, which proved that he knew the consequences of doing so. However, after knowing the consequences, he still did it, which proved that he wanted to do it and that he had really done it on purpose.

After An Yun said this, he met Xiao Cui’s worried eyes in the mirror. He patted her hand on his shoulder and said softly, “Don’t worry; I won’t make trouble with the young master.”

An Yun knew how much he weighed, so even if he made trouble, Zang Ya wouldn’t listen to him. Besides, everything he had now relied on Zang Ya.

An Yun’s childhood experience told him that if he wanted to live or live a better life, he needed to pay a price.

“Okay, you go now! I’ll sit by myself for a while.”

Xiao Cui looked at An Yun and saw that he didn’t seem to have much of an overreaction, so she bowed and turned around to leave.

After Xiao Cui left, An Yun reached out and touched the place where he was bitten, looking helpless. This period of time spent together had numbed him, making him almost forget Zang Ya’s cruelty. It was obvious that the maids always looked extra cautious when facing Zang Ya, so why had he ignored it?

An Yun thought this and let out a long sigh.

After An Yun sighed, footsteps sounded behind him. He looked up and saw Zang Ya walking toward him in the mirror.

After Zang Ya came over, he looked at An Yun through the mirror for a while, then walked over, picked up An Yun, and carried him to bed.

After placing An Yun on the inside of the bed, he said to him, “The story you told last night should be finished today.”

An Yun didn’t expect that Zang Ya would still remember this at the moment, and his face turned ugly for a moment. Then he saw Zang Ya get on the bed and hug him like he did in the past, holding him in his arms and waiting for him to tell stories.

An Yun looked at Zang Ya holding him, gritted his teeth, struggled for a while, and continued the story, but his tone was straightforward, dry, and obviously still a little angry.

After finishing speaking, An Yun was ready to sleep.

Zang Ya came over and kissed him.

Feeling the soft touch on his lips, An Yun did not resist and let him kiss him.

After the kiss, Zang Ya held him in his arms, feeling that he was now as soft as a puddle of water. He hugged him tighter with some satisfaction and said in a light but serious tone, “You are mine.”

An Yun felt a little dizzy. He only had one thought when he heard this: he couldn’t run away, and he couldn’t survive if he tried to.

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Over there, Zang Ya was torturing An Yun.

On the other side of the Song family, Song Wanwan was sent home with great fanfare, accompanied by a housekeeper who had come over to apologize.

Song Wanwan’s father, Song Junhao, heard that the housekeeper of the Zang Mansion was coming. Before anyone could come in, he went out to receive them politely and warmly.

It wasn’t until the guests left that Song Junhao took away the smile on his face and saw Song Wanwan that his expression suddenly change and become gloomy.