1947 Don’t Even Consider, It’s Unforgettable (Part Fifty-Three)

Xuxu furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "What do you mean?"

Yan Rusheng raised his chin, looking immensely pleased. "I deliberately said that so you could feed me. I feel a sense of achievement when I could command you."

There was a long pause.

Xuxu rolled her eyes at Yan Rusheng and switched off the light. She plunged on the bed and buried herself with the blanket.

She was totally drained. Yan Rusheng rested too much in the day, so he was wide awake. He couldn't sleep, so his hands began to roam around Xuxu's body.

His fingers seemed to dance here and there.

He was restless and fidgety.

"Yan Rusheng, stop it." Xuxu couldn't restrain her anger anymore, so she shoved him hard.

She yawned once more and her eyelids started to feel so heavy.

Yan Rusheng blew into her ear. "If you and I don't move, what excitement do we have left?"