His actions revealed his impatience.
Xuxu frowned and pushed him away with force. "Yan Rusheng, can you be more serious?"
Yan Rusheng unhappily said, "Think about it. How long has it been since you were last burning with passion for me?"
Xuxu rolled her eyes at him. "Since when was I ever passionate towards you?"
"Hmph." Yan Rusheng snorted. He complained, "Good that you know. Have you ever been passionate towards me?"
Xuxu couldn't stand this miserable sight. She smiled. "Alright, go in quickly. Don't stand around the door."
Yan Rusheng gritted his teeth. "Wen Xuxu, you stupid woman. You love me to death yet you're still pretending."
"Ah Sheng," Xuxu suddenly said in a gentle voice.
Yan Rusheng pursed his lips, frustrated.
Stupid woman, she always pulled this move. She knew he couldn't take it.
Yan Rusheng opened the door and started stripping his clothes off as he walked in, preparing for a shower.
