Chapter 1417 I Won’t Let Go of Your Hand (Part 3)

"You paid attention to me when you were so young, and I have been loved by you for so many years, why don't you give me some compensation?" Yan Rusheng raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of danger in his tone.

Although Xuxu's mind was quick, by the time she reacted, the man's tall body had already pressed her down.

"Tell me, what was I like in your mind when I was a child?" The low and hoarse man's voice was in her ear, with obvious threats in his tone.

Xuxu looked at Yan Rusheng's handsome face close at hand, pouted, and expressed grievances and dissatisfaction, "Bad, so bad."

As she said this, she hugged Yan Rusheng's waist with both hands, tightly, wishing she could rub him into her bones.

When she was a teenager, Ah Sheng always made her eyes red when she turned around.

"What's wrong?" Yan Rusheng deliberately said in an unconvinced tone, "Did I rape you or did I rape you? Huh?"

Xuxu chewed even harder, "You bully me every day and find fault with me in various ways. Isn't that bad?"

Without waiting for Yan Rusheng to refute, she raised her eyebrows and sneered, "Hasn't Ah Heng been bullied enough by you?"

Yan Rusheng's face suddenly changed, "Wen Xuxu, what did you say just now? Who?"

At this time, she dared to mention another man?

The most important man was Jiang Zhuoheng!

The dangerous breath rushed towards Xuxu, she was not afraid, and said loudly to Yan Rusheng's ear: "Ah Heng."

"Say it again." Yan Rusheng's hand had moved to Xuxu's waist, making a posture that he might pinch her at any time.

Before he started pinching, Xuxu felt itchy. She frowned and looked at Yan Rusheng with a vigilant face, "Yan Rusheng, what are you going to do?"

Her hands were against Yan Rusheng's chest, pushing him hard.

But she couldn't push him at all.

Yan Rusheng kept his original posture, staring at Xuxu with dangerous eyes, "On New Year's Eve when I was 14, you and Jiang Zhuoheng went out and came back late at night. What did you do?"

Xuxu curled her lips and blinked, "Guess."

The mischievous look made Yan Rusheng's heart itch, "You stupid woman, you dare to let me guess?"

He said with gritted teeth, and then pinched her with his hands.

"Ahahaha..." Xuxu was itchy and painful, and couldn't stand Yan Rusheng's torture. She giggled and replied, "Just... I went to the back of the school to eat fried rice noodles, and then took a walk in the grove by the river."

She was telling the truth.

Yan Rusheng's handsome face darkened when he heard it, and the overwhelming smell of jealousy filled the room. He leaned close to Xuxu's ear, bit her earlobe and said angrily, "That boy actually took you to the grove. He is really a wolf in sheep's clothing."

Fuck fuck fuck!

Jiang Zhuoheng actually took his woman to the grove. He wanted to kill him.

Xuxu: "..."

Does he think the whole world has the same twisted thoughts as him?

Yan Rusheng's face was dark, and he felt sour in his heart, "Wen Xuxu, as compensation, you must take the initiative again."

Xuxu frowned, "What do I owe you? Why should I compensate you?"

"You..."

Yan Rusheng just said the word "you", and Xuxu's hands suddenly moved to his neck, "Asheng."

She called him gently, then raised her head and kissed his thin lips.

Her movements were as gentle and soft as her tone, and her clever tongue pried open his teeth, hooked his tongue, and entangled with him.

Yan Rusheng couldn't stop.