Yan Rusheng's face split into a wide mischievous grin. "I'll gladly welcome you into my arms tonight. You're so petite and tiny. I'm sure I can withstand your strength."
Xuxu had enough of Young Master Yan's nonsense and poked his shoulders. "Hurry up. I'm starving and I want to eat."
The smell of the food was enticing her.
Yan Rusheng lifted an eyebrow with a seductive grin. "That urgent? Should I drive the car to a secluded corner and let's try once in the car first?"
Xuxu became stony-faced. "Yan Rusheng."
Hadn't this fellow teased her enough?
Yan Rusheng saw that Xuxu was getting angry, and so he stopped. "Home."
He was still carrying Xuxu when he turned to open the door. He then put her down.
He turned on the radio, and the channel was blasting an upbeat song.
Young Master Yan sang along in high spirits.
