She thought that he would stop there, but after a moment of silence, he seemed to have suddenly recalled something. So he turned to look at her. "Wen Xuxu, I didn't know that you were so smug to call me yours."
This time, he intentionally raised his voice, resulting in echoes.
Then he slowed his pace.
Xuxu ignored him.
He nodded. "That's right, I'm yours. My entire body from head to toe, every strand of hair on my body belongs to you."
"Lecherous and despicable," Xuxu commented. Annoyed, she patted his buttocks once. "Faster."
Yan Rusheng mischievously said, "Wife, I didn't know that you're so eager to ride me… It seems like you're addicted to being in control after the night I was drunk."
His statement had Xuxu dumbfounded.
She had wanted to ridicule him, but he succeeded at turning things around and making a fool out of her instead.
She was better off remaining silent.
But why was he walking so slow?
