Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

"Yan Rusheng, there are people outside," hissed Xuxu. She remembered that the department next door was all working overtime when she saw the lights outside.

She even bumped into some colleagues earlier on and she had chatted with them.

Yan Rusheng calmly replied, "Our department is empty. We are the last ones left."

As he answered her, he carried on with what he was supposed to do. He put Xuxu on the luxurious swivel chair and pushed it towards the French windows.

The night scenery of the capital city unfolded before their eyes.

He bent and inched nearer to Xuxu's lips. "Wife, it has been many days."

When she was alone with him, he had never once behaved appropriately.

This man had rendered Xuxu speechless and helpless. She knew that it would be futile to protest.

She glanced at the door of the office and noticed that it wasn't properly shut. She was worried so she said, "There are others in the department next door. They might come in."

Yan Rusheng replied lazily, "They know that I'm working 'overtime'. Who would dare to come in?"

He emphasized the word 'overtime' and he deliberately raised his voice. He was doing it on purpose to remind the rest.

It dumbfounded Xuxu.

"Wife, turn around. I want you to admire the capital city's beautiful scenery as we continue."

He was really too gross and shameless!

Zhou Shuang was right. He had implicated and coerced her.

Yan Rusheng moved Xuxu like a puppet. Initially, she sat down, then he made her kneel on the chair as she faced the window with her back facing him.

This posture… really was too much. It made her heart pound, and she flushed.

Young Master Yan was excited and his heart was racing. He bent and embraced Xuxu. Then he caressed her with his hands.Read more chapter at ReadNovelFull

His hands wandered beneath her clothes.

His breathing became rapid, and she was also groaning slightly at his touch.

He pressed his lips against her ear. In a hoarse and seductive voice, he whispered, "Xuxu, I love you so much."

He couldn't wait any longer. Young Master Yan hastily removed their clothes.

Foreplay… the mood and touches… were all leading up.

Yet, someone had to be so untactful and so immoral to interrupt.

Yan Rusheng's phone rang at that moment. He felt that even dramas or movies wouldn't have such perfect timings.

He frowned when he heard his phone. He was ready and he had to.

So, he intended to ignore his phone and continued with what he wanted to do.

But Xuxu couldn't and she slowly regained her senses. She reminded Yan Rusheng, "Ah Sheng, your phone is ringing. Go and answer it. It might be Mother."

She spun her head to glance at Yan Rusheng's phone. But she couldn't see the screen.

Yan Rusheng held Xuxu's head and steered it back again to face the window.

"After we're done."

He bent and bit Xuxu's ear, and his warm breath tickled her.