Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Yan Rusheng knew that she wasn’t angry with him regarding the misunderstanding, and so he smiled. He stretched his hands to embrace her with a slight frown gracing his face. “Wife, if you wipe my cheek any longer, it will swell.”

Xuxu pursed her lips in anger. “Your cheek is so filthy.”

‘How could there be such a shameless woman alive? She kissed a married man in public!’

As she rubbed, she uttered a curse at Xin Yanting.

Yan Rusheng furrowed his eyebrows and put on a helpless expression. He explained, “You’ve seen it with your own eyes. She kissed me without my consent.”

Xuxu glared at him. “And you are harping on this!”

When she recalled the scene, even though she knew that it was Xin Yanting who had kissed him, she felt angry and indignant. Regardless of what happened, that woman still hugged and kissed her husband.

The more she thought about it, the more jealous she became, and the harder she rubbed his cheek.

Yan Rusheng bent his head and put his forehead against her forehead. “How wonderful it would be if she were you.”

Then he gave her a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Without waiting for Xuxu to respond, he lifted an eyebrow and asked, “Did you see how she had done it earlier? Did you learn anything from it?”

Xuxu punched him. “Do you mean you enjoy being clung onto by any woman?”

“Of course….” Yan Rusheng intentionally dragged the last syllable and grinned. “Only by you. Do you recall how you wound your arms around my neck that night? And how your legs went around my waist…”

Xuxu’s movement interrupted his words. She tip-toed and kissed him on the lips.

Happiness dawned too abruptly, and he was too shocked to react for a moment. Young Master Yan widened his eyes in shock.

He then tightened his grip around her waist and carried her. He turned around as he pushed her against the wall and kissed her properly.

He bit on her lips and sucked.

His white shirt emitted a light scent. Along with his handsome looks, he was exceedingly attractive from head to toe.

Xuxu seemed to vent her anger on him for she had clutched on to him so tightly.

It was the first time she had returned his passion with much enthusiasm.

It frustrated Yan Rusheng—why weren’t they at home?

At least they should be in a car.

“Wife, shall we go to the car?” His breathing hitched up. He placed his hands underneath her thighs and lifted her up. He walked to the elevator in big strides.

Xuxu could feel that a certain part of Young Master Yan’s body was transforming, and she blushed.

“Su Yan and Su Yue are still waiting for us. Put me down!”

She struggled out of his grasp.

She accidentally brushed against his body part, and he immediately stiffened as though he was about to explode any second.

He gave a low groan and frowned. “Wife, can’t you feel me? I can’t stop.”

“Time to eat, I’m hungry,” Xuxu grumbled and pouted.

She struggled a little, and Yan Rusheng couldn’t do anything to force her. He stopped but didn’t let her down.

His eyes seemed to bore a hole through her. “Then you need to promise me you need to be exactly like this when we get home tonight. Alright?”

Although his tone sounded as though he was pleading with her, he didn’t think that way. If she agreed, he would put her down. If she didn’t, he would drag her all the way back to the car right away.

“Third Brother, Third sister-in-law. What are you doing?”

Su Yue’s voice sounded at the end of the corridor.

Her innocent and clear voice made Xuxu feel strangely guilty, as though she and Yan Rusheng were committing a sin. She anxiously nudged him. “Alright, I got it. Put me down now!”