f she had been so nervous that she had lost her mind. Otherwise, how could she not have heard the gunshotShe slowly turned her head to look at Tang Moqing Ye, seeing him with his lips tightly pursed,...Wen Ping Sheng tilted her head back, replacing her hands on his waist with cupped palms against his face. He was too tall for her, she had to tiptoe several times before she could reach his lips.

"Bow your head down for me." she commanded, petulant like a child throwing a tantrum.

Yi Sheng Yiyan lowered her head, her voice hoarse and tight, "Ping Sheng, do you know what you're doing"

"Kiss me, and then let's do something naughty." Wen Pingsheng's coquettish smile held a hint of intoxication, yet it was incredibly seductive.

Yi Sheng, of course, knew exactly what she meant by "bad things." And precisely because he did, his pupils constricted abruptly, his brain sparking like a short-circuited electrical appliance. His body was completely incapable of making any move to refuse.

Wen Ping Sheng kissed his warm, thin lips and said, "I miss you so much, Yi Sheng. I never knew missing someone could be this painful. When you contacted me from England, I felt sweet; but when you were busy and I was sleeping alone at night, my heart ached."

"I dreamed that we got married and then did bad things, I gave birth to a baby for you, a very beautiful baby..." She tapped her foot and whispered in his ear with a drunken tone, "Let's do bad things."

If his mind was just short-circuiting before, when Wen Ping Sheng said "Let's do something bad," Yi Sheng's brain went boom and straight up shut down, smoke billowing out. His body stiffened like a statue.

Seeing that he wasn't reacting, Wen Ping Sheng angrily bit him.

Yisheng winced, finally coming to her senses.

He forcefully shifted the focus, "Ping Sheng, I'll help you dry your hair."

She didn't wash her hair, just soaking in the bath. Probably she didn't bring a bathing cap, and her waist-length hair was soaked halfway by the bathwater, still dripping.

Wen Ping Sheng obediently replied with an "oh" and let him pull her to the dressing table.

Seeing her so obedient, Yisheng felt a pang of disappointment in his heart.

As soon as Wen Ping Sheng sat down, he turned his head and asked him, "Does drying your hair lead to bad behavior"

Yi Sheng, “...” Fine, that sliver of disappointment instantly vanished, and the fire in her body grew even stronger.

"Let me dry my hair first, then we can talk." He didn't answer directly.

Although his body at this moment was craving her intensely, she was still drunk. He didn't want to take advantage of her while she was unconscious, for fear that she would blame him when she woke up.

Wen Ping Sheng seemed to have agreed, turned her head back, and sat quietly in the chair, letting Yi Sheng blow her hair.

After spending some time blow-drying her hair, Yisheng hurried her to bed.

Then, Wen Ping Sheng pulled him towards the bed, saying they were going to do something naughty. Yi Sheng was helpless and resentful, so he had to make an excuse that he still needed to take a shower.

After tucking Wen Ping Sheng into bed, he said he was going to take a shower and turned to walk towards the door.

He couldn't guarantee what might happen tonight if he stayed here.

"Yisheng…" Wen Ping Sheng stumbled out of bed, clutching his arm, and asked pitifully, "Where are you going"

"I'm going to take a shower," Yisheng replied stiffly.

Wen Ping Sheng pointed towards the bathroom. “The bathroom is over there. You haven’t been back in a month, how could you even forget where the bathroom is”

"......Yi Sheng."

Finally, under Wen Ping Sheng's insistence with red-rimmed eyes, Yi Sheng had to take a cold shower in her room's bathroom.

I spent over half an hour in the bathroom.

Not until Wen Ping Sheng asked him outside did it take a few more minutes for Yi Sheng to come out of the bathroom in a bathrobe.

Wen Ping Sheng's pretty face was flushed with the rosy hue of intoxication, she pulled Yi Sheng towards the bed, "We can start doing naughty things now, a moment in spring is worth a thousand gold."

Yisheng felt the fire she had just extinguished in the bathroom with her own hands flare up again in an instant because of her one word.

He took a deep breath and dragged out, "Let me blow dry my hair first."

I think I should stop her from drinking in the future.

When he was sober, he would get a little flustered if he made any overly intimate moves towards her. But after drinking, she was like a different person altogether, turning the tables and being the one to flirt with him.

"It's my turn to blow-dry your hair now." Wen Pingsheng said as he pulled him toward the vanity table.

It took me a while to get the hair dryer turned on.

She was probably too eager, her blow-drying of Yi Sheng's hair was a bit rough and she accidentally pulled out a few of his strands.

Before his hair was completely dry, Wen Ping Sheng pulled him toward the bedside.

"Ping Sheng, I need to... go buy some condoms first, okay" Yi Sheng said.

Although Wen Yizhou warned him not to touch her before marriage; but if it was meant to be, he didn't mind whether it happened before or after the wedding.

But she's drunk now, maybe she doesn't even know what she's doing.

Wen Ping Sheng let go of his grip on Yi Sheng's arm, threw himself onto the bed, rummaged around for a while, then turned over and, like presenting a treasure, held up a dozen assorted condoms to Yi Sheng.

"There's grainy, floating, screw-in, ultra-thin, long-lasting... and... and all sorts of colors. Which one do you want to use"

Yisheng didn't know what expression to make for a moment.

He asked, "You... how did you get these"

To be precise, when was she prepared You can't tell, she had so many types prepared even while carrying him on her back.

“Hmm” Wen Ping Sheng tilted his head and thought for a moment, “Lisa sent me perfume, put it in a gift box… Lisa said to let me test the goods before marriage, to see if you’re just looks or substance, only three minutes, if three minutes then break up… A man in his thirties, maybe that side is going downhill.”

She said that, Yisheng felt his male dignity was challenged. He asked in a dangerous tone, "Pingsheng, are you sure you know what you're doing"

"Hmm..." Wen Ping Sheng slowly nodded. "Don't look at me like I'm drunk, I'm not drunk, I'm sober. I'm just using alcohol to—to—" She burped mid-sentence and then continued, "I want to do something with you—come up here quickly."

Seeing Yi Sheng standing still, she took the condom from the bed and slid down.

"Let's try this... the lasting one." She narrowed her eyes, looking at the small print on the packaging and picked a red one.

Permanent

Yisheng's temples bulged with veins as he gritted his teeth, "Pingsheng, are you doubting my abilities"

"You're getting old," Lisa said, men's first time was generally quick. She said as she began to undress him, "Come on, let me help you take it off, and I'll put something else on you."

Yisheng could no longer bear it. He scooped her up and placed her on the bed.

Regardless of what reaction she might have when she wakes up tomorrow, he had to make sure she knew tonight that he was anything but old and could still move slow enough to make her beg for mercy!last night. I told you no, but you still forced me, wow... You were so rough. I was already so tired, and you kept tossing me around all night. I was so scared at the time that I thought you would kil...