Chapter 621 Let's Go Through the Formalities

She didn't speak, she opened her mouth and continued to eat tomatoes.

Later, Aunt Zhang made some porridge again, she drank a bowl, went back to the room to take a shower, and then got into the quilt directly to sleep.

When I woke up again, it was still dark.

She walked out of the room in her pajamas and walked to the door of Yan Rusheng's room. She reached out and knocked on the door.

No one in the room responded, she thought there was no one, so she opened the lock, opened the door and walked in.

The curtains in the room were drawn so tightly that you couldn't see your fingers. Xuxu turned on the light, and the room brightened up.

She looked into the room and froze for a moment in surprise.

On the big bed, the man's tall body seemed to be curled up in the quilt, his head could not be seen, only a little bit of his hair exposed outside.

Xuxu hesitated for a moment, but finally took a step forward and walked in.

Walking to the wardrobe, she gently opened the door of the wardrobe, and took out all her clothes inside.

Then she gently closed the cabinet door again.

Suddenly a man's hoarse voice came from behind, "Xuxu."

Xuxu hurriedly raised her feet and walked towards the door. The man suddenly got off the bed and rushed over quickly, hugging her waist from behind, "Xuxu don't go."

Yan Rusheng buried his face in Xuxu's neck, the scalding temperature made Xuxu startled.

She pushed him hard with her elbow, "Yan Rusheng, let go."

At this time, everyone should be asleep, and she didn't want to wake anyone up.

Like a child, Yan Rusheng hugged Xuxu's waist tightly, playing tricks on her, "Don't go, Xuxu, I was wrong, Xuxu."

Even through two layers of clothes, Xuxu could feel the abnormal temperature on Yan Rusheng's body.

She struggled hard, but to no avail.

She turned her head and rubbed her chin against his hard hair. She lowered her eyes, a little annoyed, "Yan Rusheng, don't be such a rascal, we are all adults."

"Xuxu, don't leave me, okay?"

No matter what Xuxu said or what attitude he had, Yan Rusheng didn't care. He wrapped his hands around her tightly and refused to let go.

Let go of all pride, self-esteem, and everything he cared about before.

Xuxu still looked down at him without blinking, "Let's get a divorce."

The cold voice, every word was like ice, hitting Yan Rusheng's heart, he became panicked, his arms tightened again, "No, Xuxu."

"Yan Rusheng, I thought at least you understood my personality." Xuxu said coldly, "Tomorrow morning, we'll go through the formalities."

After she finished speaking, she threw away the clothes in her hand, broke Yan Rusheng's hand with all her strength, and strode out of the room.

Looking at the clothes that fell on the ground, Yan Rusheng squatted down in a daze, and reached out to pick them up one by one.

Yan Rusheng, I thought at least you understood my personality...

If he didn't understand, how could he be so frightened.

He has seen her stubbornness and stubbornness, how cruel she can be to herself, and how strong her will is.

The moment she cut off her long hair, that kind of determination was already 100%, almost an irreversible situation.

However, he couldn't let go anymore.

One year, two years, ten years, twenty years, thirty years, or even a lifetime.

Because the one standing beside him can only be Xuxu, and only Xuxu can feel alive.

Yan Rusheng picked up Xuxu's clothes, and hung them one by one in the closet, together with his clothes.