Chapter 228: Stopped Dead In Her Tracks

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She stared at the boxers in her hand. She not only couldn’t stick on the sanitary napkin, it was also too big for her to wear.

Young Master Yan’s expression had softened from satisfaction, his eyes br.i.m.m.i.n.g with affection from just looking at this bashful little woman.

Very slowly, Xuxu turned around and walked to the bathroom. Young Master Yan impatiently urged her on from behind. “Hurry up and get changed. When you’re done, I’ll have someone bring your clothes to the laundry.”

“It’s alright, I can wash them.” Xuxu turned to shake her head at him.

Yan Rusheng didn’t insist. Given the situation, he’d rather not have other people wash the clothes.

Yan Rusheng kept silent, and Xuxu knew that he had tacitly agreed. She smiled and proceeded to the bathroom.

Her discreet but unintentional smile would have been an alluring sight to Yan Rusheng.

He turned around and elegantly walked towards the bed. Lifting the quilt, a smear of red greeted his eyes.

He had a perverse urge… to snap a picture of it.

Hm… This was a fantastic idea. In the future, he could even use this to mock her.

Thinking of this, he swiftly went out to grab his cellphone and took a few pictures. The photos were saved in the same pa.s.sword-encrypted photo alb.u.m as the photos taken during the meeting when Xuxu fell asleep.

He opened the photo alb.u.m and couldn’t help but scroll through those photos he had taken before.

“Yan Rusheng, can you help me please?”

Suddenly, Xuxu’s voice rang out from behind him.

Young Master Yan’s hand trembled with guilt for a moment. Hastily, he locked his cellphone and feigned impatience. “What do you want?”

Xuxu stuck her head out from the bathroom. With a fawning smile, she asked, “Can you get me my bag, please?”

She forgot that she’d kept the sanitary napkin in her bag.

“Wait,” Yan Rusheng replied and walked towards the door. A moment later, he came in with Xuxu’s bag in hand.

Xuxu opened the bathroom door just enough to wedge part of her body through.

When Yan Rusheng walked in, she had already stretched out her hand in antic.i.p.ation.

Seeing her eager pose, Yan Rusheng decided to tease her. He paused his steps just when she was almost about to grab it.

He watched her with a mischievous smile.

He’s so infuriating!

Xuxu stomped her feet impatiently. “Hurry up and give it to me.”

Young Master Yan feigned ignorance. “Give what to you?”

This guy… he’s just a downright punk.

Xuxu’s face turned red again. “Give me my bag.”

Yan Rusheng nonchalantly replied with an “oh” and slowly took two steps forward.

Xuxu quickly stretched out her nimble hand towards the bag.

To her surprise, he antic.i.p.ated her move and managed to dodge her. Failing to catch hold of her bag, Xuxu lost her balance and fell.

Falling flat on her face.

With mock admonishment, Yan Rusheng said, “I was about to give it to you. Why are you so impatient?”

There was a long pause…

Xuxu gnashed her teeth and clawed at the floor.

‘Dong.’

Her bag dropped before her eyes. When she looked up, Yan Rusheng had already turned around.

With one hand stuffed into the pocket of his trousers, he gracefully strode towards the door.

“Didn’t expect your b.u.t.t to be so flat too.”

He suddenly said this just before he reached the door.

Upon hearing it, Xuxu instinctively reached behind to feel her back before stopping dead in her tracks.

After the towering figure had left the room, she clenched her fists and pounded the floor.

Tsk! He’d made a fool out of her.