Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Furthermore, she had been through this before, and she knew how agonizing it would be for a man to stop halfway.

But she was really afraid, afraid of how he would view her from now on.

Earlier on there were tidal waves surging in his heart. Now she was speaking to him so worriedly, her voice sounding so gentle and lovely.

It was another fatal blow to Young Master Yan, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back if he looked at her.

“We’re husband and wife now—we’ll have to do it sooner or later. So, this won’t happen next time.”

With his back facing Xuxu, he gave her a cold warning and left for the bathroom.

Xuxu could tell from his steps that he was currently suffering and she couldn’t stand knowing that she disappointed him.

“We’re husband and wife now—we’ll have to do it sooner or later.”

Yan Rusheng’s words kept ringing in her ears. Dejection swept over her and she sighed with remorse.

Sigh. He’s right.

As she mulled over it, she mustered up her courage and suddenly stood up. Barefooted, she walked towards the bathroom. Sounds of gurgling water could be heard coming from inside.

With a spurt of energy, she pulled open the door.

“Wen Xuxu, what are you doing!?”

The door was suddenly flung open. Yan Rusheng stood under the shower in shock. Instinctively, he covered his private parts with his hands, then turned around to scream at the woman standing at the door.

“I… I…” Wen Xuxu lost all her courage after hearing Yan Rusheng roared at her. She pointed at him and stuttered in fear. “I just wanted to check on you to make sure that you’re okay.”

She felt like killing herself after saying that.

What could even happen to him? At the most, he was just trying to restrain himself.

Her exquisite face turned so crimson it looked like it would start bleeding.

Yan Rusheng felt that if he could still restrain himself at this point in time, then he was really impotent.

“I have a big problem.” His hoarse voice was mixed with a tinge of frustration. “Come over.”

His commanding tone didn’t give any room for refusal.

“Oh,” Xuxu replied and walked in obediently. Each step forward felt painful as both her legs were shaking profusely.

Yan Rusheng grew impatient with her sluggish steps, and he took a step towards her. He hauled her into the shower, pushing her back against the wall.

After it was over, Xuxu swung her limp and painful arm—her face was scarlet.

Yan Rusheng draped a towel over himself and went out. He thoughtfully closed the bathroom door after him.

Turning his head, he let out a sigh of satisfaction as he looked at Xuxu’s silhouette through the frosted glass.

Oh damn it. She only helped me with her hands and I’m already so satisfied. When the real battle comes around, won’t it feel like paradise?

So, it would be better to take things further.

As Young Master Yan thought about this, he instantly held back the smile on his face and walked towards the wardrobe, keeping a straight face. Opening the wardrobe door, he took out a bathrobe before putting it on.

He walked over to the bed, sat down and leaned against the headboard.

Suddenly, Xuxu’s cellphone rang from the bedside cabinet.

He glanced at it unintentionally. It was a message from Zhou Shuang. The message was short and could be read without having to launch the cellphone screen.

Did Yan Rusheng the rascal come home? Don’t be upset. Tomorrow, you can also book an entire restaurant and have a meal with an attractive young man.

Yan Rusheng, the rascal…

Just reading the word ‘rascal’ already provoked a rage of fury in his heart. Where did she get the courage to egg his woman on into finding an attractive young man for a meal?!

Xuxu must no longer associate herself with this hooligan or else she’ll be led astray.

Wait a minute…

Don’t be upset? What’s that supposed to mean?