Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
His actions revealed his impatience.
Xuxu frowned and pushed him away with force. “Yan Rusheng, can you be more serious?”
Yan Rusheng unhappily said, “Think about it. How long has it been since you were last burning with passion for me?”
Xuxu rolled her eyes at him. “Since when was I ever passionate towards you?”
“Hmph.” Yan Rusheng snorted. He complained, “Good that you know. Have you ever been passionate towards me?”
Xuxu couldn’t stand this miserable sight. She smiled. “Alright, go in quickly. Don’t stand around the door.”
Yan Rusheng gritted his teeth. “Wen Xuxu, you stupid woman. You love me to death yet you’re still pretending.”
“Ah Sheng,” Xuxu suddenly said in a gentle voice.
Yan Rusheng pursed his lips, frustrated.
Stupid woman, she always pulled this move. She knew he couldn’t take it.
Yan Rusheng opened the door and started stripping his clothes off as he walked in, preparing for a shower.
Xuxu followed after him, taking off her jacket.
Yan Rusheng threw his clothes all over the floor and went into the toilet.
Then the sounds of cascading water from the shower echoed around. Xuxu looked at the clothes strewn all over the floor and helplessly shook her head.
She walked over and picked them up one by one, placing them on the sofa. She then sneaked over to the toilet door.
She could see her man’s figure through the frosted glass.
She stood outside for a while, then she took a deep breath. She undid her ponytail and let her hair fall flow down her back.
She undid the strings on her nightgown and gently opened the frosted glass door to the shower.
Yan Rusheng was standing under the shower and the water cascaded down his entire body. Steam had filled the entire room.
Xuxu opened the door and tucked her hands into her pockets. She leaned lazily against the door frame, staring at the man before her. His delicate face turned pink under the heat.
His eyes were closed, so he didn’t notice that Xuxu had entered.
She stared at him for a while longer before piping up. “Ah Sheng.”
In her gentle and clear voice.
The man under the shower froze immediately. The water from the showerhead rained over him for a while before he came to his senses. He opened his eyes and looked towards the door.
The woman was engulfed in steam, and it felt like he was in a dream.
Suddenly, he felt dizzy. “Wen Xuxu, are you trying to kill me?”
What?! She was trying to kill him? Xuxu frowned and blushed. “I won’t shower with you then.”
She had finally mustered the courage and tried to be passionate towards him, yet now he claimed that she was trying to kill him.
She turned around to leave.
“Wait,” Yan Rusheng suddenly called. Immediately, he was beside her and he grabbed her waist.
All this in the blink of an eye.
He dragged Xuxu into the shower. They stood under the showerhead, and the water soaked through Xuxu’s nightgown.
Her wet hair flowed down her body. She couldn’t open her eyes. She tried wiping the water from her eyes but she still couldn’t open them. She complained, “What are you doing? My clothes are drenched.”
“Take them off then,” Yan Rusheng said, nibbling on her lip and taking off her nightgown in one swift motion.
