Yan Rusheng spun his head after he cut a potato . He winked seductively at Xuxu . “Wife, am I dashing?”
Xuxu snapped out of her daze and pursed her lips . In order to conceal her real thoughts, she snapped at him . “Oh, please . Qi Lei can do this better than you . ”
But in reality, she swooned at the sight of him earlier on . His pair of perfect-looking and beautiful hands were very charming when he typed . Who knew he could be so charming even when he was cooking as well?
She had already betrayed her own feelings when she pursed her lips earlier on . Yan Rusheng grinned . “Give me a kiss . ”
He extended his neck and inched forward towards Xuxu’s face .
The gorgeous face loomed in front of her, and Xuxu felt her cheeks were as red as a tomato . She bashfully shoved him away . “Yan Rusheng, stop playing . ”
She looked exceptionally alluring, and Yan Rusheng couldn’t resist . “You promised to give me a kiss . ”
Then he gave her a swift peck on her cheek .
Xuxu blushed harder, and she threw a swift glance at the window . She lectured him with a frown . “The window is still open, what are you trying to do?”
He merely wanted to tease her, but the kiss had stirred his dormant desire . Yan Rusheng placed the cleaver down and pulled Xuxu towards him . He bent and lowered his head to kiss her forehead . “Does it matter if it’s open? You’re my wife, what’s wrong with a kiss?”
Xuxu still felt awkward and pushed him . “Ah Sheng, stop fooling around . ”
It overjoyed Yan Rusheng when she called him ‘Ah Sheng’ . He literally melted, and he squeezed his arms around her tightly . He bent and rested his chin on Xuxu’s head . A tender smile appeared on his face . “Wen Xuxu, how did you end up as my wife? You’re really fierce . ”
Wonderful memories flashed across their minds as they embraced .
Time seemed to stop and everything went quiet .
Xuxu wound her arms around Yan Rusheng’s waist tightly . She muttered, “I wonder who it was who said that I was too fierce and that I won’t be able to get married when I grow up . ”
Yan Rusheng smiled . “Exactly . Other than me, who else would marry you? Who would dare to?”
Then he gently pushed Xuxu away, kissed her lips—he had caught her by surprise .
“Mmm…”
She struggled instinctively but within seconds she had completely surrendered to his passionate kiss .
Both of them hugged each other tightly . The kiss they shared couldn’t compensate for the two months of yearning and desire that Yan Rusheng had towards Xuxu .
He tightened his grip as though he couldn’t wait to bury her inside of him at that very second . Xuxurusheng . His Xuxu .
But alas, heavens wasn’t cooperating and disrupted their wonderful time .
Just when they were engaged in a passionate kiss, Yan Rusheng’s phone rang .
He slightly frowned with annoyance and intended to ignore the ringing . But Xuxu couldn’t, and so she jerked and pushed him away . “Your phone . ”
“Damn it,” said Yan Rusheng .
He wanted to see which wretched person had disrupted them .
Yan Rusheng turned solemn when he saw the screen . Xuxu felt anxious, and she peeked curiously at his phone . “Who is it?”
Mu Qingteng’s name was displayed .
“Qingteng . ”
“Good, that’s what I want . ”
“Let’s meet for a drink soon . ”
After Yan Rusheng ended the call, Xuxu asked, “Why did Mu Qingteng call you?”
Yan Rusheng gave her a mysterious smile . “You’ll know when you’ll watch the news later . ”