Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

With vivid words, her heart was softened, and she opened her mouth and explained, "The phone is dead."

Then she lifted her foot and walked over to him, reached out and hugged his waist, and the bird put his head against his chest like a human, "Asheng, this is so good now."

Anger, grievance, jealousy, she was gone without any courage.

Yan Rusheng reached out and held her petite and soft body, lowered her head and kissed her hair gently.

Xuanxu, like this ... That's great!

...

These days, Yan Rusheng is buried in a pile of work every day.

He held the mouse in one hand and the drinking glass in one hand, and looked at his recent stock market analysis chart on the computer.

The office door suddenly opened and he came in without knocking. He didn't have to look and knew who it was.

"Mr. Yan, Mr. Charles of Country Y will have a dinner with you at Lido Hotel at about seven o'clock in the evening." Wen Xuxu closed the door and said as he walked towards Yanrusheng.

Hearing the words, Yan Rusheng did not hesitate, and directly responded to the three words, "Let him go."

Xuxu stopped and stared at him seriously: "Like a word!"

"Don't go." Yanru resolutely said, "Don't worry about this, I can't see him."

He didn't go to kill, he was afraid he would miss him and beat him.

Xuxu was not annoyed, and said in a leisurely voice: "If you don't go, then I can go."

Said she was about to leave when she turned.

The stupid woman dared to threaten him, and Yan Rusheng looked at Xu Xiaoxu's little figure, and his teeth tickled.

He knew that if he didn't nod, she would really go.

So ... he gritted his teeth and let go. "I can't guarantee that you will be satisfied if you go."

Xinxu Yan turned back happily and looked at Yan Rusheng. "It's true to talk about business, but it doesn't make you look down."

Looking at her eager look, she was so annoyed that he was so fed up by her?

Thinking, he was a little unwilling, and said to her in a commanding tone: "Come here."

Xu Xu blinked, and he did not dare to lean on him, "What?"

"Kiss me." Yan Rusheng's slender fingers pointed at his red lips, and a chuckle smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Conditions your sister? Rongsheng's last name or Wen?

She was so proud to bow so delicately that he dared to talk to her about the conditions.

Wen Xuxu frowned and looked at Yan Rusheng's handsome face, "It's really shameless."

Saying a helpless sigh, she lifted her foot and stepped next to him, bending over, her lips slamming quickly on his lips.

All the moves in one go.

Yan Yu left before feeling like she was born.

He stretched his tongue and licked his lips, as if he still had her taste, which made him endless and have a lasting aftertaste.

With every contact with her, it felt so incredible.

An addictive feeling.

...

In the luxurious box, two handsome men of different races met and held hands, but with very different attitudes.

"Hello, Mr. Charles." Yan Rusheng grasped Charles' hand tightly and looked at him, his eyes full of hostility, without concealing.

He couldn't tolerate a man who had an idea for his woman.

At this moment, he saw that Charles felt exactly the same as the stupid boys who had sent love letters to Wen Xuxu at school, and just wanted to make him disappear.

Now I finally know that this mood is called ‘domineering possession’.