Chapter 493 I Promise There Won’t Be a Next Time

The aunties praised Master Yan one after another, and they were very envious of Master Wen.

The old man was a little flattered, "It's okay, it's okay."

Yan Rusheng still stood there, unable to move.

An aunt holding a long sword waved to him with a smile, "Young man, come here quickly."

The aunt shouted while walking towards Yan Rusheng. When she got to his side, she enthusiastically pulled his arm and dragged him into the group of uncles and aunties.

"Our team is missing two young people to bring vitality."

Because of his handsome appearance, the aunties took special care of Yan Rusheng and rushed to teach him Tai Chi.

They always compared him with their grandsons or grandsons-in-law from time to time.

Looking at the smiling faces of the uncles and aunties, Master Yan's heart was broken.

He was the tallest, and his stiff and unfamiliar movements made him stand out in the crowd.

"Old Wen, your grandson-in-law looks familiar to me."

"I think he looks familiar to me, too."

The morning exercise time for the elderly was over, and everyone left with their props. Before leaving, several aunts gathered around Mr. Wen,

talking about Yan Rusheng's face that was often on the news.

Yan Rusheng's footsteps became faster and faster amid the discussion.

Back to the Chinese medicine clinic, he immediately said goodbye to the old man on the grounds that the company had an emergency.

He didn't want to stay in this place for a second.

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The knock on the door stimulated Xuxu's eardrums like thunder. She opened her eyes, lifted the quilt, and looked at the ceiling with gritted teeth, "Yan Rusheng, you're dead."

She got up and jumped out of bed, and glanced at the small alarm clock on the bedside table. It was just seven o'clock.

She strode to the big door and opened it. Before she could see clearly, a tall figure with a smell of alcohol came towards her forcefully.

"Wen Xuxu, you're dead." Yan Rusheng stepped forward, clasped Xuxu's shoulders with both hands, and pushed her against the wall in one breath. The next second, he successfully sealed her mouth.

Xuxu's eyes widened, looking at the man kissing her.

What's going on? Shouldn't he be the one who's dead? He came to knock on her door early in the morning as if he was asking for his life.

Thinking of this, she pushed Yan Rusheng's chest with both hands, but this man was too strong. She put all her strength into it, but he didn't move at all.

After not touching for so many days, this kiss was uncontrollable. Yan Rusheng's hands suddenly came from behind Xuxu, hugged her petite body, and pressed against her tightly.

Kiss, and also tried to move down along her chin.

"Yan Rusheng, if you don't let go, don't even think about stepping into my door in the future." Xuxu lowered her eyes and looked at the man in front of her seriously.

Her voice startled Yan Rusheng, and he stopped moving. He raised his head and saw the seriousness on her face.

He threw away the momentum he had when he came, hugged her, and smiled flatteringly, "Xu Xu, please forgive me this time, I promise there won't be a next time."

Xu Xu was not moved, and said seriously: "Only when it is hard-won will we cherish it more."

How could he know how much love, expectation, and determination she had poured into that box of chocolates.

When she saw the chocolates appear in Fang Jiayin's hands, it was as if a hand rushed over and took out her heart, bloody.

He said he loved her, and she believed it.

Because he was Yan Rusheng, if he didn't care, he wouldn't be attentive.