She didn't reach out to take them."Miss An, since you neither accept nor refuse, it's quite rude of me to be holding these flowers. " Si Kong Liu Yi said with a smile."To be rude is one thing, but to...Chapter 1155: Do Something to Make You Feel Better

Yi Sheng didn't tell Wen Ping Sheng about him being followed by Fan Ge.

After exchanging contact information, Han didn't take the initiative to contact Fan Ge. Instead, Fan Ge would reach out to him every few days. This meant that Shan En · Lauranson was urging her to carry out the mission again, to kill him and Tang Yucheng. Or maybe Shan En · Lauranson told her something, and she would tell Yi Sheng about it.

After lunch that day, Yisheng was helping Meimei take a bath, while Wen Pingsheng was taking pictures on the side. The phone rang, and Yisheng, with wet hands, stood up and said, "Pingsheng, answer the phone."

"Okay."

Wen Ping Sheng reached into his pocket, taking the opportunity to molest him. She squeezed his tight and firm thigh, feeling Yi Sheng stiffen all over. She then smirked and took out her phone.

Seeing the caller — Fan Ge.

Wen Ping Sheng hesitated for a moment, glanced at a certain man, then slid down to answer the call.

"Hey, Yisheng..."

"Hello!"

Both spoke at the same time, then there was a three-second silence from both sides, and then Fan Ge suddenly hung up the phone.

Wen Ping Sheng, "..." remained silent and put his phone back into Yi Sheng's pocket.

"Pingsheng, who called" Yisheng asked.

"That's quite a song," she said, glaring at him.

Fan Ge immediately hung up the phone upon hearing her voice, such a move was too suspicious; just like in a TV drama, when a mistress tries to call her sugar daddy, but gets answered by the original wife, she panics and hangs up abruptly.

Yi Sheng was squatting down, rubbing cat shampoo onto Meimei, not noticing her gaze, "What did she say"

"She hung up the phone as soon as she heard my voice, without saying a word," Wen Ping Sheng said, sounding slightly annoyed.

"Oh."

Yisheng thought to herself, "Fen Ge wants to tell me something, but it's probably something Ping Sheng shouldn't know, that's why she didn't say anything and just hung up."

Oh That's it He doesn't explain at all Wen Ping Sheng was a little angry, with an urge to kick him.

I want to ask him questions, but I don't know where to begin.

Fan Ge was his companion in his youth, and even saved his life. Now that they have reunited, it's perfectly reasonable for them to be in contact... However, Fan Ge's sudden act of hanging up the phone made her feel a little uneasy.

Wen Ping Sheng the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't control his anger. He kicked his hip and turned to leave the bathroom.

"......Yisheng looked dumbfounded, clueless as to what she had done wrong. “Aiping Sheng...”

'Bang!' The bathroom door was slammed shut by Wen Ping Sheng as he left.

Finally realizing his fiancée was truly angry, Yisheng quickly stood up, rinsed the soap off his hands with water, and rushed out of the bathroom.

He trailed behind Wen Pingsheng, "Pingsheng, what's wrong What did I do to upset you Tell me, please, tell me. I'll apologize, I'll change."

"Where did I offend you Don't you know" Wen Ping Sheng stomped angrily towards the room.

I pushed open the door and walked in, then slammed it shut.

Following closely behind her, Yisheng almost bumped his nose on the doorframe. He touched his nose, turned the doorknob, and walked in. He saw Wen Pingsheng had already climbed into bed.

Yi Sheng walked towards the bed, raising his hand as he went. His fingertips, long and beautiful like white jade, moved with practiced ease, deftly unbuttoning his shirt.

Wen Ping Sheng, who was sulking in bed, saw his movement and nearly jumped up in surprise.

"An, An Yisheng, what are you doing"

"You're angry," he said, the third button from the top of his shirt undone, revealing a muscular and toned chest that was both sexy and tempting.

“So… what” Wen Ping Sheng swallowed, unable to tear his gaze away from his chest.

He looked serious and said, "Online it says that if your girlfriend gets angry and you can't calm her down, just pin her to the bed and punish her severely. If once doesn't work, then do it twice."

"I warn you, An Yisheng, you... don't mess around!" Wen Pingsheng nervously clutched the edge of his blanket, "I'm not angry anymore."

She was kept up all night by him last night and only got up to eat lunch at noon.

It's especially bad now that it's daytime. The sun is shining brightly, but I feel so down!

"Aren't you angry anymore" Yisheng knelt on the bed with one leg, his palm propping up beside her, looking down at her.

His shirt was half-buttoned, and his leaned-over posture allowed Wen Ping Sheng to take in the view beneath his shirt.

This man's physique is simply perfect, so alluring. No matter how many times you look at him, you won't feel visual fatigue, and every time you look, your heart can't help but beat faster, giving you the feeling of first love.

In fact, he was also her first love.

Feeling the man's fingertips graze her lips, Wen Ping Sheng suddenly came back to her senses, only to hear Yi Sheng say with a mix of exasperation and doting, "Ping Sheng, you were staring at my body so intently that you drooled."

Wen Ping Sheng was so frightened that he hurriedly touched his chin, the skin was clean and refreshing.

He was teasing her!

"An Yisheng!" Wen Pingsheng roared angrily, pinning him down on the bed and saying furiously, "Damn it! You lied to me."

"Ping Sheng, you're angry," he said calmly.

"Yes! This young lady is angry, you're dead." Wen Ping Sheng wanted to beat him up.

The next second, there was a feeling of dizziness as Yisheng flipped her over, pinning her underneath and regaining control.

"Well, I'll do something to cheer you up."

"Stop it!" Wen Ping Sheng grabbed his collar tightly, complaining, "An Yi Sheng, why are you always thinking about that It's been ages since you've been in the lab doing medical research."

“I find doing things with you in the room…” he leaned down and whispered into her ear, his voice husky and tender, “is so much more interesting than being in the lab. Every time our passions flare up, I feel like even dying on you would be complete fulfillment.”

Wen Ping Sheng's face flushed red, she dared not meet his gaze, "Shut up!"

Oh my god! This man is usually so cold and aloof, but once he's in bed, he turns into a completely different person. He's full of dirty talk that would make your cheeks burn.

Yisheng smiled faintly, wanting to kiss her lips.

"Meow~" The cat's loud, drawn-out meow made Wen Ping Sheng, who was almost succumbing, suddenly sober up. He hurriedly pushed away Yi Sheng with all his might.

There was Coal, covered in bath foam, walking towards the bed with little cat steps.

Wén Píngshēng looked both angry and amused. "Letting you give the cat a bath, it turned out like this Humph~ Incapable of success but adept at failure."

"You were angry then, the cat wasn't as important to you." Yisheng helplessly sat up and got out of bed, "Don't be angry first, wait for me to wash the cat clean, I'll come back later and you can continue being angry, I'll coax you."

Wen Pingsheng heard him say this, and suddenly he couldn't be angry anymore. He also reflected on it for a moment and decided to let him clean up Meimei first, and then call Fan Ge to see what Fan Ge wanted to tell him.s mother cried out angrily.Over the years, she and her husband have always considered their young grandson as a continuation of their daughter's life. And Yu Cheng would bring his grandson back to vis...