Xuxu frowned at him. "Is it because a daughter is the lover of the father in his past life?" sharply asked Xuxu.
Yan Rusheng raised a brow. "Wen Xuxu, are you jealous?"
A smile played around the corners of his mouth.
"Don't be ridiculous." Xuxu threw Yan Rusheng a long and disapproving look before turning around with her back facing him.
"Wife." Yan Rusheng inched close to Xuxu and hugged her.
Xuxu glared at him. "What are you doing?"
Yan Rusheng quipped, "I don't like it when you treat them better than you treat me."
He placed his head on Xuxu's shoulders and stretched his hands inside her clothes. He began to caress her tummy.
Her tummy was evidently not as flat and tight as before.
Yan Rusheng pinched Xuxu's excess flesh and started to play with it.
He tickled Xuxu, and so she yelled, "Yan Rusheng, put your hand away!"
Yan Rusheng raised his head to look at her. "Auntie, you have got a flabby tummy now."
