I married my best friend's dad in a whirlwind romance, only to find out he'd secretly love

The man's gaze was too direct and too intense.

Qiao An'an saw her own shy expression reflected in his eyes, and her whole body went numb, her breathing becoming rapid.

She gave him a slightly coquettish glare and brushed his hand away.

"Lu Yanzhi, you scoundrel!"

Although it's an insult, it carries a coquettish tone, making it quite alluring.

As Lu Yanzhi listened to her soft, sweet voice, his Adam's apple bobbed, and the desire in his eyes intensified, while his body grew even hotter.

He reached out to pull her back into his arms, but Qiao An'an quickly got up and moved away from him.

Her little mouth was still making noises.

"I don't need your help, I can wash it myself."

Lu Yanzhi sat on the sofa, then got up and walked towards her.

Qiao An'an looked at him and took a step back.

With her back pressed against the wall, she had nowhere to escape.

Lu Yanzhi reached out and trapped her between the wall and himself, a smile on his lips and eyes full of doting affection.

He looked at her slender neck, her collarbone so lovely.

Qiao An'an looked up and said, "I can just use waterproof tape to cover it up."

Her cheeks were still flushed, and she stared straight at him.

Seeing this, Lu Yanzhi's heart softened, and his smile deepened.

Qiao An'an felt uneasy under his gaze. "I'm going to take a shower."

After Qiao An'an finished speaking, she pushed him away and walked towards the room.

As Lu Yanzhi watched her retreating figure, his heart began to itch with desire.

Qiao An'an rushed into the room and closed the door, afraid that the man would catch up with her at any moment.

Stepping into the bathroom, Qiao An'an looked at herself in the mirror, her heart pounding, her face flushed crimson, even her ears turned red.

She listened to her own heartbeat, her mind filled with the words Lu Yanzhi had just said.

Qiao An'an suddenly realized that Lu Yanzhi had been deliberately teasing her...

But she wasn't angry at all. Every detail from just now made her feel sweet inside, yet also a little flustered.

She subconsciously looked down at her wrist, shook her head and chuckled.

It turns out, she also craves the feeling of being loved and cared for; it feels so good to be protected...

Lu Yanzhi, who was in the living room, looked at the closed door and chuckled softly.

He stood there, his eyes filled with nothing but doting affection.

His little one is so cute!

Just a joke was enough to make her blush.

He couldn't resist teasing her and watching her blush.

He knew she wasn't indifferent.

Her shyness and fluster were also a form of response.

She's just too easily embarrassed; she needs time.

And he was willing to wait.

When she willingly approached him.

He waited for her to tell him in person that she was willing to stay with him.

Lu Yanzhi walked into the room and sat on the sofa.

When Qiao An'an came out of the shower, she immediately met his deep eyes.

Lu Yanzhi looked at her bathrobe, which barely reached her slender thighs.

Her long, jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her fair, delicate skin had a faint pinkish hue.

Qiao An'an paused, standing at the bathroom door, somewhat at a loss.

Lu Yanzhi smiled gently, "Sweetie, come here, let me dry your hair. You're in a special period right now, so you can't catch a cold. Here's some brown sugar water, you can drink it later."

Qiao An'an's nose felt a little sore. She wasn't experiencing any pain during her period this month, but she didn't expect that Lu Yanzhi would still remember.

I prepare brown sugar water for her every day.

Seeing that Qiao An'an was not moving, Lu Yanzhi looked at her.

"Come here, little one!"

The man's voice was low and husky, yet it carried a gentle tone, as well as a domineering air.

Seeing that she didn't move, he got up, stepped forward, and handed her the brown sugar water.

"Drink it quickly."

Qiao An'an held the cup, lowered her eyes, and took small sips.

Lu Yanzhi pulled her to sit on the sofa, bent down, and reached for a towel.

Qiao An'an quickly stepped back.

"What...what are you going to do!"

"You're on your period right now, what can I do?"

Lu Yanzhi smiled helplessly, "I'll dry your hair."

Soon, Lu Yanzhi took a towel and dried her hair, and then brought a hairdryer to dry her hair.

Qiao An'an looked at Lu Yanzhi standing behind her in the mirror, blow-drying her hair.

His strong, smooth jawline, his smiling eyes, and the doting affection in his eyes were impossible to hide.

Lu Yanzhi's hand ran through her long hair, every movement gentle.

His fingertips brushed against his scalp very gently.

The man got too close, and Qiao An'an smelled his unique cedar scent, which made her feel very at ease.

Qiao An'an unconsciously closed her eyes, a faint smile on her lips.

Her hair was a bit long, but Lu Yanzhi was very patient.

A high-ranking business tycoon, who always kept his distance from strangers and never had any women around him, showed tenderness and doting affection towards her.

He kept everything about her in his heart, protected her, gave her a sense of security, and was gentle with her.

Qiao An'an's heart isn't made of stone; how could she not feel his heart!

From his repeated confessions and care, to his cautious approach and the obvious favoritism that anyone could see, how could she not be moved!

But she hesitated, and she was afraid...

The difference in their social status was too great; she feared that if she took it seriously, she would be doomed.

But at this moment, feeling his warmth, the hesitation and fear in my heart seemed to be fading away little by little.

She could sense that Lu Yanzhi was sincere and not just playing around.

Those details and reprimands all reflected Lu Yanzhi's feelings.

A moment later, the hair dryer stopped.

Lu Yanzhi put the things away, picked up a comb, and gently combed her long hair, a faint fragrance wafting into her nose.

He bent down, looked into her eyes, and saw only her.

"You're done styling. From now on, I'll be in charge of styling your hair."

When Qiao An'an looked into the man's eyes, she was overwhelmed by tenderness and doting affection.

Her heart skipped a beat, she bit her lip, and finally...

"Ayan, you're so kind!"

All the words, in the end, amounted to only one sentence.

Lu Yanzhi pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly, his chin resting on the top of her head, his voice low but cautious.

"Don't talk nonsense. I will be good to you. I care about everything about you."

"If anything happens in the future, just tell me directly. Don't try to handle it all by yourself; it hurts me to see you suffer."

The man's embrace made her feel safe and secure. Qiao An'an listened to his steady heartbeat and felt very at ease.

She clenched her fists tightly; she wanted to respond.

She wanted to hug him and tell him that she wasn't indifferent...

However, her fear prevented her from taking another step forward.

She feared it was all just a dream.

Lu Yanzhi keenly sensed her hesitation and fear.

He didn't say anything, nothing at all, he just held her.

Qiao An'an glanced at the time and looked up.

"I'll go run the bathwater."

She had just stood up when Lu Yanzhi pressed her down, his tone domineering yet gentle, "You go to bed and rest first, I'll do it myself."

Lu Yanzhi has been letting Qiao An'an do the work these past few days. He likes being taken care of by her and he also likes to see her being serious about him.

I love watching her shyly undress herself.

But now, he can't bear to part with it...