After she had blurted her question, Xuxu felt like biting off her tongue.
Yan Rusheng raised a brow. "What did you say? Intimate?"
The corners of his mouth were not twitching, but rather trying to suppress a grin.
It had never crossed his mind that the reserved and reticent Wen Xuxu would say such words to him. Wasn't it hilarious?
Xuxu pushed him away bashfully. "You're teasing me."
Ahhh. What did she just say? Intimate?
It was this fellow's fault for 'infecting' her. He had always talked of such intimate and sexual stuff, and now she had been influenced.
"No, I'm not." Yan Rusheng instantly shook his head. He said, "I will think of us and question myself with why am I so deeply in love with the stupid woman I've looked down on in the past? And why I kept thinking about sleeping with her."
Then he made his intention clear by shaking the lower part of his body.
