Yan Rusheng halted his footsteps for a moment when he heard Wen Xuxu. He balled his hands into fists before he turned around to look at her. He replied, "Wen Xuxu, I'm simply giving you time to adjust to your new life and for you to recover your health. I don't intend to sleep in separate rooms for long."
His lips curved with a faint cynical smile. "Or are you trying to remind me… that you're ready to make a baby with me?"
A tinge of mischief was mingled in his tone.
Xuxu's face blushed red immediately, and the redness spread down to her neck. She bent her head nervously and stuffed a piece of beef into her mouth, chewing it vigorously to hide her awkwardness.
As Yan Rusheng watched her, his heart involuntarily softened.
"That's our room."
His declaration was a significant and sobering reminder to her. He marched out of the dining room with big strides.
