My Dangerous Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1512: Snatching the Notebook

Ou Xuyan guessed that these people were his subordinate soldiers, which made them his best friends?

At this moment, Lu Fan's deep voice was heard. He was very displeased. "Hurry up and leave, go do what you need to do. If you're bored, run a hundred rounds around the villa."

A hundred rounds?

In an instant, there was only silence outside the door.

Lu Fan pushed the door open and entered.

Seeing him enter, Ou Xuyan immediately stuffed the notebook in her hand under her pillow.

"What are you hiding?" Lu Fan closed the door. His sharp eyes could see her little movements with just a glance.

"I didn't do anything! You're seeing things!"

Lu Fan retracted his gaze and walked to the bathroom. He needed to take a shower. Also, this red robe was really in the way. As he walked, he took off the red robe.

Seeing that he had started to take off his clothes, Ou Xuyan was so scared that she sat back a little. "Hey, hey, hey, Lu Fan, what are you planning to do? You better not pull any tricks on me, or I won't let you off!"

Lu Fan turned around and saw the girl barring her two hands in front of her chest.

"Who will want to do anything to you, ugly girl!" Lu Fan threw the red robe on her head.

Ou Xuyan felt her vision go black. The clean smell of pine that she had smelt on him engulfed her senses. Her small face turned red and she immediately pulled the red robe off her head.

This man was really annoying. Why did he throw his clothes everywhere?

"Hey, Lu Fan..."

Lu Fan had already entered the bathroom and closed the door.

..

Ten minutes later, Lu Fan came out.

He wore blue silk pajamas and was holding a clean towel in his hand which he used to dry his hair casually. His movements were very rough, but it was also indescribably sexy and casual.

He threw the towel to the side and climbed straight onto the bed.

In fear, Ou Xuyan stood up from the bed, leaving the whole space to him.

Lu fan lay on the bed and crossed his legs. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at her. "Aren't you going to take a shower?"

"Ye... yeah."

Ou Xuyan turned around and ran away.

Lu Fan watched her slender figure disappear from his sight. He swung his long legs a few times out of boredom. Then, he reached out his large palm and searched under the pillow, taking out the notebook.

He flipped a page, looked at it, and then flipped it again...

...

Ou Xuyan had finished showering and was slowly blowing her long hair in the bathroom. The Lu family was rich and powerful, so the pajamas they prepared were not too revealing. She wore a sling nightgown with a cardigan over it and held the opening of the cardigan tight to herself. She still felt that this combination was very revealing.

How was she going to get through the night?

Would she have to sleep on the same bed as him?

With this question in mind, Ou Xuyan opened the bathroom door and stood by the bed.

Lu fan was still in the same position as before. He crossed his legs and looked at her. "Are you done bathing?"

"Yes." Ou Xuyan nodded.

"Then get on the bed and sleep."

"Where, where am I supposed to sleep?"

"Where do you want to sleep?" Lu Fan returned the question to her.

"Well, I'll sleep on the bed, and you sleep on the floor," Ou Xuyan said domineeringly.

Lu Fan did not get angry. He curled the corners of his lips and said with a wicked smile, "Ou Xuyan, what are you pretending for? You've wanted to sleep with me for a long time, right? Are you pretending to be innocent now?"

What did he mean, sleep with him?

"Lu Fan, what are you talking about?"

Lu Fan raised the notebook high. "What is this?"

Ou Xuyan's pupils constricted. "My mommy gave this to me. Who told you to look at it? How could you take advantage of the time I went for my shower to go through my personal belongings. How despicable! Lu Fan, give it back to me!"

Ou Xuyan went up to snatch it.

The two of them were very close to each other, and there was faint friction between them. Ou Xuyan was on top, and he was underneath her. He refused to let go of the notebook that she had grabbed in her hand.