Chapter 1315
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Her drenched nightgown fell to the ground .
Yan Rusheng looked down and admired her small frame . She was like a precious piece of jade and he couldn't tear his eyes away from her . He didn't know where to lay his hands on first .
Water accumulated at her collarbones . Yan Rusheng bent over and gently splashed the water off with his tongue .
She felt ticklish every time his tongue touched her skin, so she retracted her neck . "Ah Sheng, it tickles . "
"Don't move . Let me hug you for a while," Yan Rusheng said, moving his hands from her shoulders to her back . In actual fact, he was unbuckling her bra .
His mouth wasn't idle .
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Xuxu couldn't stand this move of his . By then, he had completely defeated her willpower . "Ah Sheng, it's ticklish . Don't do this . "
Women never meant what they said—that didn't exclude Wen Xuxu .
She protested coquettishly, her hands wrapping tighter around Yan Rusheng .
He had already unbuckled her bra . Yan Rusheng sized her up and commented, "Wen Xuxu, they seem to have grown tremendously in size . "
Xuxu blushed and he quickly kissed her . "Do these grow with age? Yours were so small during senior high school . "
"Shut up, you hooligan . " She covered his mouth and glared at him .
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A layer of fog seemed to cover her eyes, and the warm lights in the washroom reflected in them, looking like stars in the night sky .
"I only show this side to you," Yan Rusheng said, kissing her lips passionately, wishing he could devour her whole .
When he moved his lips away, Xuxu snorted . "Really? Then who was it that unbuckled the school belle's bra back then? Huh?"
Her voice was bitter .
Yan Rusheng stopped kissing her, and he raised his eyebrow, looking at her . "You must've been super jealous then . "
That wicked and coquettish look of his was too captivating—Xuxu loved it to bits .
She blushed and closed her eyes . She nodded and declared loudly, "Yes, I was super jealous . I wanted to chop off your hands with a knife . "
She then tipped toes and kissed his lips, after which she hooked her arms around his neck .
Yan Rusheng was in shock .
Yan Rusheng was panting by the time they moved to the bed from the shower . He felt like he was in heaven . He stared at the ceiling for a while before turning to look at Xuxu . "Wen Xuxu, you did pretty well today . Next time, you have to take the initiative at least once a week . "
Xuxu was still blushing and when she saw him turning towards her, she hurriedly covered her face with the blankets .
Yan Rusheng flipped himself over and lay on his side . He propped his head up with one arm and he held the blankets in the other . He didn't want her to hide her face from him . "We're husband and wife—this is normal . Why are you so shy?"
Xuxu clutched the blankets in a death grip, refusing to give in to him .
Yan Rusheng gave up and continued, "We have been intimate since young . We even showered together…"
'Why did he have to bring that up again…' Xuxu's expression darkened . She glared at Yan Rusheng and warned, "If you mention that one more time, I'll seal your lips with glue . "
Yan Rusheng raised an eyebrow at her . "Haven't you realized?"
Xuxu frowned in confusion . "Realize what?"
"I don't talk this much to anyone else," Yan Rusheng whispered in her ear . It was meant to be an affectionate statement, but it felt mischievously ambiguous .