17 The Lamb from Afar口中來的羊

nusual importance, sending several doctors for emergency treatment and examinations. Yan Luoxi stared blankly at the operating room door, biting her lip lightly, her eyes unfocused.Siao Junhe arrived...Chapter 17: The Lamb in the Mouth

Lì n stood at the door, feeling somewhat stunned as he looked at the煥然一新的小屋 that was now整潔有序. All the books and newspapers were neatly arranged on a large bookshelf against the wall.()

On a small coffee table sat a tin can with several flowers插著鮮花 from downstairs' flower bed, still bearing transparent water droplets, exuding a sense of vitality under the fluorescent light.

Lì n's restless heart inexplicably calmed down as he leaned against the door. He watched Guan Xiaoke, who was sound asleep on his discarded recliner. Suddenly, he felt sentimental; having a woman around really made this storage room feel like home.

Over these few days, there wasn't much for Guan Xiaoke to do. Without Lì n's instructions, she dared not go out casually, so she spent her time cooped up in her little corner reading books when awake and sleeping when tired. It was rather carefree.

Sometimes, she thought that if life could always be like this, it wouldn't be bad.

Lì n looked at Guan Xiaoke縮在他大大的躺椅裡，脫了鞋子，手裡握著書，好夢正酣， a gentle smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

Resting in such a large recliner, Guan Xiaoke seemed even more petite and adorable. Her skin was fair, her eyelashes long, her lips pale pink, and her neck elegant and slender. She breathed gently with an effortless posture, completely relaxed—right in front of him.

Lì n felt a sudden burst of joy; Guan Xiaoke had never shown such vulnerability to him before. This made him hesitate to approach, fearing he might wake her up, yet at the same time, he was inexplicably drawn towards her and slowly moved closer.

Learning from Lì n's previous behavior in his office, Guan Xiaoke's alertness had improved significantly. As soon as she sensed him near her recliner, she abruptly opened her eyes wide awake.

In her dream, Guan Xiaoke felt a sense of unease and danger, which prompted her sudden awakening. Upon opening her eyes, she found Lì n standing beside her.

Startled, she looked at him then glanced behind him to confirm that he wasn't accompanied by any executives, before springing up from the recliner不動地盯著厲安，清亮的黑眸裡戒備十足.

Lì n hated it when Guan Xiaoke looked at him with such suspicion and aversion. However, instead of getting angry, he understood that there were reasons for her behavior, stemming from his past actions.

He knew he had left an indelible shadow on Guan Xiaoke's young heart.

Lì n suppressed his anger and maintained the gesture of arms crossed, squinting at her with narrowed eyes.

Kuan Xiaoke truly wanted to remain still and look back at him without moving, but Lì An's gaze was too deep and his motives were unpredictable. How could she be his match She silently lowered her head: "Mr. Li, is there something"

Lì An suddenly smiled, walked to the chaise lounge, rested his head on his arm while lying down in a relaxed posture, crossing his long legs and whistling leisurely: "Kuan Xiaoke, I originally thought that I was the emperor of enjoyment, but who knew that you would be even better at it than me!"

"I... I just fell asleep by accident... I didn't enjoy anything..." Kuan Xiaoke realized that Lì An must have come up with a way to punish her. At minimum, he'd fine her money. She hurriedly pointed at the bookshelf: "Look, I haven’t been idle these days; look how clean I've made this room!"

"You seem quite addicted to being a後勤工人!" Lì An suddenly sat up and poked Kuan Xiaoke's head with his hand: "I hired you for three days' salary just so that you could tidy up a ten square meter run-down little house!"

Kuan Xiaoke thought about it, gritted her teeth, and said: "You can also assign me to clean a larger room. A hundred or two hundred square meters is fine; I don't mind hard work." (TL: In Chinese context, 一百平，二百平都行 refers to the size of rooms in square meters.)

"Kuan Xiaoke!!!"

When Kuan Xiaoke heard Lì An's shout, her first reaction was to step back defensively.

"Are you made of jelly After beating someone up and getting away with it, you retreat here to be a big shot" Lì An’s beautiful eyes glinted fiercely.

"It was your decision for me to stay here without leaving," Kuan Xiaoke said somewhat aggrievedly.

"Oh, now that's obedient. But back then I didn't make you run away, how did you run off!" Lì An raised his chin; every time he talked about this matter, he got angry.

Kuan Xiaoke was most afraid of him bringing up old matters again. After their reunion, she found that while Lì An remained unpredictable and easily angered, he had also become more talkative, endlessly harping on one thing like an old lady.

She shifted her gaze to the baseball cap on Lì An's head, suddenly struck with an idea, and asked with concern: "Does your head still hurt"

The gentleness in Kuan Xiaoke’s voice made Lì An’s heart skip a beat. Over the years, when had Kuan Xiaoke ever cared about his well-being Even if she hadn’t said so verbally, he knew that she harbored feelings of wanting to get rid of him.

Hearing Kuan Xiaoke's question, Lì An felt excited and happy, but more than anything else, he was hurt by the long-awaited concern. He took off his cap and pointed at his forehead: "How could you be so heartless Look what you did to me; I got an infection that night and had a fever. Later when I went to the hospital, the doctor had no choice but to stitch it up for me."

Seeing this scarred wound up close again made Kuan Xiaoke realize how excessive her actions were. She felt remorseful and sincerely said: "I'm sorry, Second Brother.

Her light and sweet breath was right above his head, her beautiful neck slightly drooping, revealing a section of fair skin under the uniform. In the not very bright room, it emitted an ambiguous glow; he just needed to tilt his face up to touch the line of her rising chest.

Lǐ n felt blood rushing to his head; five years had passed, and who knew how much he missed her. He felt like he was under a spell—without thinking, he reached out and pulled Guān Xiǎokē into his arms.

Guān Xiǎokē struggled as if she had been scalded, whispering sternly: "What are you doing If you keep this up, I'll scream."

Lǐ n's large hand slid under her wide uniform, rubbing up and down. "Go ahead, scream!" He responded tersely.

He knew she wouldn't scream; if she wanted to, she would have done so six years ago on that hot night or during the incident in the president's office! She couldn't struggle anymore nor could she shout "pervert," Guān Xiǎokē thought. Scream and it would only attract others and make her more embarrassed. Yet she also couldn’t let him get away with this.

"Let go!" whispered Guān Xiǎokē, gesturing toward Lǐ n's forehead wound as a weak threat: "Please let me go."

"You dare" Lǐ n was prepared and shouted back at her with his eyes wide.

Guān Xiǎokē indeed didn't dare; she couldn't face off against Lǐ n, so she retracted her hand and pushed on his shoulders softly pleading: "I beg you, let me go... please."

Lǐ n's hands massaged her delicate skin, feeling agitated and unwilling to let go: "Xiǎokē… Xiǎokē… Listen to me… I won't hurt you again… really…"

"Even if you don’t hurt me, I still won’t be with you. Let me go!" Sweat beads appeared on Guān Xiǎokē's forehead as she continued trying to push him away; however, Lǐ n had already lifted her wide azure uniform and put his head in to gently suckle at one of her breasts.

Guān Xiǎokē gasped for air, her face flushed red as she raged: "You’re a bad guy! Let go, you pervert…"

Lǐ n sucked harder; his kiss felt like a branding iron burning her. She trembled all over.

How could this always happen Guān Xiǎokē felt at a loss and struggled frantically to escape but found herself powerless, becoming the lamb in his mouth.

Yes, this was how it had been since he reunited with Guān Xiǎokē; each time they were alone together, Lǐ n wanted nothing more than to do this. The closer he got to her, the more heated and restless he felt inside.

He knew that his behavior now looked like that of a pervert or lecherous man but there was no helping it. She was the shy girl from his youth, she was the thorn in his heart, she was his first beautiful memory, and she was the one who made him toss and turn at night over the past five years.

The moment he saw her, he forgot his reason and instinctively wanted to get close to her, just like Zhuang Zhou dreaming of being a butterfly.

Guan Xiaoke was Li An's obsession, while Li An was Guan Xiaoke's nightmare, an endless and boundless heart demon.

Whenever he糾纏她，撕扯她，那些晦暗的記憶就像鬼魅般浮現。她的嘴唇不受控製地顫抖著，悶聲伸手去抓Li An的頭髮，試圖把他的貪婪之吻從自己胸前移開。

But Li An had a short buzz cut, making it impossible for her to grab hold. Feeling helpless, Guan Xiaoke tightened her legs as she said: "No... no..."

Li An ignored her and let out a muffled sound from his throat, continuing downward with his scorching lips pressing against Guan Xiaoke's flat abdomen, like an evil snake slithering over its prey.

"If you don't stop right now, I swear that after this, I'll jump off the building," Guan Xiaoke felt she had no other choice as Li An pushed her to her limits.

Li An was in a state of passion and desire, making it hard for him to stop. But Guan Xiaoke's resolute words didn't seem fake; he dared not take the risk.

Reluctantly lifting his head, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Guan Xiaoke, hoarsely asking: "Can't you listen"

I'm sick! How can I listen to you!

The moment she saw him lift his head, Guan Xiaoke quickly pulled down her clothes, hugging herself tightly. Her eyes were wet with either sweat or tears as she looked at Li An resolutely.

Even in this state, Guan Xiaoke still stirred something within Li An; he suddenly reached out and startled her so much that she shivered. But before she could escape, she was pulled back into his arms again.

"...Y-you..." Shame and fear rendered her speechless.

This time, Li An didn't immediately act on his desires; he gently lifted Guan Xiaoke onto the bed, pressing himself over her as well. He buried his head in the nape of her neck and moved her hand down: "If you don't want that way, use your hands..."

Guan Xiaoke quickly pulled back her hand, looking at Li An with eyes wide with disbelief.nd on his arousal, lightly and slowly teasing him.Li An felt a mix of joy and astonishment at Yan Luoxi's changed attitude towards him and their intimate relationship. This close embrace with such pas...