Chapter 1945 Don't Think About It, Never Forget It (Fifty-One)

She laughed, "Yo, young master, you are asleep."

The man on the bed remained silent.

Of course, Xuxu didn't think he was asleep. As she approached him, she looked down at him and asked, "Didn't you say you were thirsty? Do you still want to drink water?"

As she asked, she bent down and moved closer to Yan Rusheng's face. The fragrant breath was getting closer and closer, teasing Young Master Yan, making his heart itch.

He waved his hand and replied angrily, "I won't drink anymore."

"Oh..." Xuxu pursed her lips, yawned and said, "If you don't drink, then I won't fall. I'm going to sleep."

Her sleepiness is not pretending, it is really sleepy, and she really wants to sleep.

As she said that, she turned around to get her pajamas, took off her bathrobe, took off her pajamas, returned to the bed, grabbed the corner of the quilt, lifted the quilt, and bent over to sit down.

Yan Rusheng suddenly turned to look at her, "Unless you feed me mouth to mouth, I'll drink."

Xuxu rolled his eyes at him again, "Would you like to drink or not, I'm just tired and don't want to pour it for you."

The stinking problem of acting like a baby is annoying to death.

Yan Rusheng was still looking at her, and she was squinting at him, looking into his dark eyes.

She was soft in her heart, thinking that if you look at me again, if you act coquettishly again, if you act coquettishly again, I will... go and pour it for you.

However you...

Young Master Yan's handsome face turned dark, and he stretched out his hand to push Xuxu, "Wen Xuxu, go and drink, I'm thirsty."

Now the feeling of being coquettish is gone, and she is playing with the young master's temper.

Xuxu: "..."

Hold on, hold on, will you get pregnant if you hold on a little longer?

Don't pour it for him!

Miss Wen sat down with integrity, lay down, covered her with a quilt, and turned her back to Yan Rusheng.

Hey! Is this stupid woman serious? Really don't pour water for him?

Yan Rusheng was thinking gloomily, his eyes were so watered that he didn't pour him water, and he didn't plan to wipe him off with the medicinal wine?

Very annoyed, he stretched out his hand to pinch Xuxu's waist, raised his eyebrows, and gritted his white teeth, "Wen Xuxu, do you think my waist is inconvenient now, so you wantonly provoke me like this?"

His hands grew stronger and stronger as he spoke.

Xuxu was in pain and itching, and leaned against the bed, escaping from Yan Rusheng's clutches.

Then she twisted her neck triumphantly at him, "Yes, it's a rare opportunity to take advantage of your inconvenience."

Looking at her small, shy figure, Young Master Yan felt that being a man could be soft at any time, but only on... the bed, he couldn't be soft.

Otherwise it is now! Molested by a woman and provoked by a woman.

Thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and gave it a go. Enduring the pain in his back, he turned around and threw himself on Xuxu.

The action is done in one go.

Xuxu even heard him grunting in pain.

She scolded him nervously, "Yan Rusheng, you're going to die."

Her hands touched his waist, gently rubbing the injured part for him, feeling very distressed.

However, Young Master Yan gritted his teeth and didn't take the pain seriously. At this moment, he especially wanted to prove that he was a 'tough' guy at any time regardless of the weather.

He moved his lips to Xuxu's ear, biting her ear, angrily, "So you came back so late to play chess with Jiang Zhuoheng? Did you still have supper?"

As he spoke, he raised his head again, put his nose close to Xuxu's mouth, and sniffed vigorously to see if it smelled like supper.

Xuxu: "..."

With a dark face, she looked at Yan Rusheng speechlessly for a while, then stretched out her hand and pushed him away forcefully, "Yan Rusheng, you are enough!"