Because of the effects of alcohol, his desires overwhelmed him. Xuxu felt a little suffocated as his grip on her was too tight. She couldn't quite follow his tempo.
She pressed her palms against his shoulders, but she couldn't muster any strength.
In the end, she allowed his passionate and intense kisses to swallow her.
After some time, Yan Rusheng stopped to catch his breath and he finally let her go. He breathed deeply and rested his head on Xuxu's shoulders.
Xuxu's hands were wrapped around his body, and she too breathed deeply as she listened to his heartbeat.
"It's all that Jiang Zhuoheng's fault. You weren't on my side."
Suddenly, Yan Rusheng grumbled in his deep voice. He brushed his lips against her neck as he nestled closer to her. He sounded like a pitiful bullied child.
Incredibly, Xuxu's heart ached and softened. She knew that he was faking it, as he would always refuse to admit that he had received a benefit.
