the report, Mo Caijing was so angry that she cursed Song Xiangru's ancestors. 。And I'm also very grateful to Yisheng. If it wasn't for Yisheng seeing the news online and noticing something was wrong,...The next day at noon

After lunch, Wen Yizhou came back from outside.

"Hey, little bro, you're not home all night" Wen Ping Sheng teased him with a smile.

Wen Yizhou explained, “Yesterday… I went with my older brother and the others to meet some high-status friends. As you know, Xiao Sheng, men usually socialize late at night, and after being tired from it, they just opened a room at the club.”

Actually, yesterday afternoon, when those brothers were preparing to come to Xiao Sheng's place, they were stopped by the two Tang family brothers. Then they found a place and started lecturing them.

They were almost driven to despair.

After the conversation was over, Tang's two cruel brothers said something about hospitality and took them to a high-end club. They got all of them drunk as pigs; however, those two brothers still had some humanity and didn't just abandon them at the club. Instead, they had the club staff send them to a hotel and booked a standard room for the five of them.

The eldest brother and the second brother shared a bed, the third brother and the fourth brother shared another bed, but as the youngest, he was the most unfortunate. He was simply thrown to the floor to sleep on the rug.

The more Yue Xiang thought about it, the more he wanted to curse.

What the hell, the Tang family is so rich, they don't need to ask for a presidential suite, but opening another standard room would kill them

Five people living in a single room, if they hadn't been drunk and brought here last night, who knows what kind of look the hotel staff would give them They'd probably think to themselves: "These guys know how to party."

"I'm worried for the future wife you might have," Wen Ping Sheng sighed, then sang, "Loving someone who never comes home…"

However, all of her brothers were chaste and would never mess around outside.

"Yi Zhou, are you free" Yi Sheng asked from the room.

Wen Yi Zhou originally wanted to refuse, saying he was busy, but thinking about being called for a talk yesterday, he vaguely said, “ … it depends on the situation.”

Yisheng handed him a prescription, "Go to the pharmacy and get your sister's medicine refilled."

At these words, Wen Ping Sheng snatched the prescription from his hand and looked at it seriously twice. About half of the herbs in it were different from those in the previous prescription.

"Yi Sheng, is this a new prescription" Wen Ping Sheng couldn't contain his excitement and asked happily.

"Hmm." Yisheng nodded, then added seriously, "I spent most of the night thinking about it after returning to my room last night."

Wen Ping Sheng saw the look on his face as if he wanted to reward him, and he found it quite amusing.

Pretending not to hear his hint, she said, “Oh, you’ve worked hard.”

"Yi Sheng."

"Xiao Sheng, what new prescription" Wen Yi Zhou looked puzzled. How could he fall behind their pace after just one night away

"It's the medicine I drank before, I modified the prescription a bit, but it's not so bitter now." Wen Ping Sheng answered happily.

“Oh, that’s good. I’ll go buy medicine for you right now…” He made medicine for Xiao Sheng every night. Just smelling the smell of the medicine made him feel like he was in an endless sea of bitterness. And when his Xiao Sheng drank it, the taste must have been even more terrifying. Now that they had changed to a less bitter recipe, his Xiao Sheng wouldn’t have to suffer anymore.

As if he had thought of something, Wen Yizhou looked at Yi Sheng and said, “Since there’s a medicine recipe that isn’t so bitter, why did you prescribe such a bitter one to Xiao Sheng Your heart is suspicious!”

"The previous prescription was just something I threw together. This one, I spent half the night researching." Yisheng said nonchalantly, "Before that, Ping Sheng and I weren't even a couple, so I didn't bother."

The Wen siblings, “…”

Wen Ping Sheng thought about it. He had simply written a prescription out of laziness, not caring that it would make him suffer for so long with this excruciatingly bitter medicine.

"I'm so mad," she said sullenly.

"I'm mad too." Wen Yi Zhou added.

This man is simply a devil, causing his little Sheng so much suffering.

Yisheng snatched the prescription back, saying lightly, "Since the new prescription angers you, just continue drinking the medicine from the original one."

Wen Ping Sheng was terrified, “!!!”

Wen Yi Zhou was dumbfounded, “”

"No, no, no, Yisheng, you misunderstood! I'm furious at my younger brother. He doesn't understand that you spent half the night pondering over this prescription! He even said you have ulterior motives, which is infuriating!" Wen Ping Sheng immediately transformed into a loyal fanboy, snatching the prescription from his hand and handing it to Wen Yizhou. "As punishment, go buy the medicine right now! Hurry up! Go immediately!"

Wen Yi Zhou got the prescription and turned around to leave quickly, as if afraid that Yi Sheng would chase after him to grab it back.

Yisheng walked to the sofa and sat down, beckoning Wen Pingsheng over with a wave of his hand.

"What's wrong" Wen Ping Sheng slowly moved to his face.

He said nothing, reaching out to grab her wrist and pull her onto his lap. "Don't move," he said.

"…" Wen Ping Sheng.

For Wen Ping Sheng, who occasionally reads a domineering president novel, she knew what "don't move" meant.

Especially last night, when she was intoxicated by this man's kiss, she was suddenly frightened by the firmness of his reaction below.

He thought to himself: A girl in her early twenties, it's normal for her willpower to be a little weak, but he's a mature man in his thirties, how can his self-control still be so bad!

"What, what are you doing" she asked warily.

"What do you think" he countered, deftly turning the tables.

Wen Ping Sheng fell silent for a moment, thinking that if he kissed her, he would probably set himself ablaze with desire, and then… run back to his room to secretly cool down; happy yet in pain, perhaps that's what his situation was like.

Come on! Who's afraid of who Whoever chickens out is the little turtle.

Wanting to see Yi Sheng's frustrated expression from being unable to satisfy his desires, Wen Ping Sheng felt her mind heat up. She proactively hooked her hands around his neck. Originally sitting on his lap, she moved so that both knees knelt on either side of his thighs, straightening her body. This posture made her taller than Yi Sheng, looking down at him slightly with an air of superiority, "Then come," she said to An Mr., "

She's going to make him pay today, so he won't dare get fresh with her again. If she lets him, she's a pig!

Yi Sheng caught a glint of cunning in her eyes, he knew her initiative must have ulterior motives. This made him somewhat expectant, wanting to know what she was going to do.

Looking at her radiant smile, which held a hint of seductiveness, like a captivating kitsune spirit, Yi Sheng clearly felt the blood in his body boiling rapidly.

The next moment, her soft lips kissed his, though her technique was rather awkward.

In her youth, Wen Ping Sheng might have liked people, but she had never actually held hands with anyone. Her first kiss was stolen from her by the man standing before her.

Yi Sheng pretended to be calm, his arms tightly wrapped around her waist, lest she suddenly flee. He closed his eyes, tilting his head back slightly, allowing her to wreak havoc on his lips.

Such a scene, somewhat resembling a seductive goblin trying to please a stoic man who remains unmoved.g pajamas. Yu Chenggege, do you have any pajamas Can Rabbit borrow yours to wear"Tang Yu had seen her pajamas, they were pink and tender, especially cute.>Before he could finish speaking, she assumed...