side every night, he couldn't indulge. But thinking about her carrying their child, he endured the torment willingly."You, you... why did you suddenly kiss me" An Xiaotu gasped for breath, her eyes..."...." Yisheng 。Is he mistaken about the definition of 'cute', or is she However, in the end, Yisheng somewhat expressionlessly and reluctantly agreed with her, "Well, cute" 。Wen Ping Sheng looked at his expression and knew he was lying, and he wasn't even bothering to put on an act; however, since he 'agreed' with her, he definitely wouldn't hold it against her for kicking him in the back. 。Then... go ahead and busy yourself. 。She said 。“Don't fall anymore” 。Yi Sheng gave a reminder and then walked toward the bookshelf. 。As soon as he turned away, Wen Ping Sheng quickly opened the computer screen, saved the draft of the comic strip he had just drawn, and then shut down the computer before leaving the study. 。Yisheng stood in front of the bookshelf and quickly found the book he wanted. But as if he had thought of something, he took out his phone and sent a text message to Tang Moqing Ye and Tang Yucheng, saying that he didn't want to deal with the brothers of the Wen family and asked the two brothers to help him, so that the brothers of the Wen family wouldn't come to pester him day after day. 。He has always disliked socializing with others. The first and second times, he did it out of face for Wen Ping Sheng, and he had already made his stance clear. 。But looking at the imposing manner of the Wen family brothers as they left at noon, one doesn't need to guess that tonight or tomorrow, they will definitely come back to make trouble for him again. 。
The eldest brother of the Wen family is the CEO of the company, while Wen Yunxing is a lieutenant general in the army. Tang Moqingye and Tang Yucheng should be able to handle this so they don't bother him anymore. As for Wen Xingni and Wen Jingshui, one is the vice president and the other is a top gold medal lawyer. I believe Tang Moqingye also has a way to handle them.
Soon, Tang Moqing and Tang Yucheng both said there was no problem and would not let the Wen family brothers disturb him and Wen Pingsheng's love affair again. 。Such an answer made Yisheng very satisfied. 。Then this afternoon 。Yisheng was about to go buy groceries when Wen Pingsheng timidly said, "Yisheng, that... my brothers told me at noon that they're coming over for dinner tonight." 。"Means letting him buy more vegetables." 。Although she said before that she was fine with living here, but only if he cooked for her to offset the rent, Wen Ping Sheng didn't dare to really treat Yi Sheng as a personal chef. 。After all, who has ever seen a chef with tens of millions in savings He willingly cooks for her because he wants to give her face; especially now that the two are lovers, she's even less likely to treat him as a servant. 。"Really How come they didn't tell me that" 。"Yisheng said to her, 'Call them and ask if they're coming to dinner. If they are, I'll buy more vegetables.'" 。"
Wen Pingsheng, “……” At that time, this man was also there. Her several brothers said that they would come for dinner in the evening, specially telling this man, and emphasizing it again >>> 。Is it okay for him to speak nonsense with his eyes wide open like that Wen Ping Sheng was too lazy to expose his lame lies. He took out his phone from his pocket, "Then I'll give my big brother a call." 。"
"Well" 。Yi Sheng just stood aside. 。After dialing the number, someone picked up very quickly, "Xiao Sheng, what's wrong"Wen Ping Sheng turned on the speakerphone and asked, "Big brother, are you and second brother, third brother, fourth brother, and fifth brother coming to my place for dinner""Xiao Sheng, I'm sorry, we have something to do tonight, so we won't be going to your place for dinner. Fifth brother isn't going back for dinner either." 。"Wen Qi Jun's voice came with an apology." 。"Huh" Being ignored was extremely rare, Wen Ping Sheng was taken aback for a moment before she said, "Okay, I understand. You guys should get back to business first." 。Anyway, since her several older brothers are all adults, they don't need to worry about things like meals. 。The siblings chatted for a few minutes and then ended the call. 。"My older brother said he wouldn't come for dinner tonight, and my younger brother won't be back either." 。"Wen Ping Sheng said to him" 。“Well, I know, I'll go buy some groceries.” 。She had just put it on speakerphone, and he heard the whole conversation between her and her brother. 。"Wait..." 。Wen Ping Sheng called out to him, “I want to eat fish, sour bamboo shoot fish, medium spicy. For the other dishes, you take care of it.” 。She still remembered the pickled bamboo shoots he made. 。You should take your medicine at night and avoid spicy food. 。"Yi Sheng said" 。Wen Ping Sheng struggled, " …slightly spicy" 。Besides steamed and sweet-and-sour fish, red-braised and water-boiled fish without spice is soulless! Yisheng saw her stubborn struggle to demand a slightly spicy flavor, compromised with an 'um' and confirmed she had no other requests. He took his coat from the hanger, put it on, and then went out. 。After he finished buying groceries, Wen Ping Sheng went to his study to work and didn't forget to lock the door. 。Because she injured her hand pretty badly while twisting a beverage bottle cap before, she took a leave of absence and didn't update the manga; therefore, she isn't very busy now and can draw slowly. 。As it was a dinner for two, Yisheng made three dishes. One was the sour bamboo shoot fish that Ping Sheng requested, and the other two were garlic bean paste steamed pork ribs and stir-fried greens; the sour bamboo shoot fish already had soup, so there was no need to cook any more soup 。Wen Ping Sheng ate while asking, "Yi Sheng, your cooking skills are so amazing, did you learn from a master chef before" The recipe for sour bamboo shoot fish should be similar to sour pickled cabbage fish... 。The pickled bamboo shoots he made were sour with a hint of sweetness, the sourness was just right, the texture was crispy, completely incomparable to those bought outside. 。The fish slices were completely boneless, I don't know how she did it. The fish slices were easy to pick up and didn't break apart, they were even a little chewy. It was totally different from the texture of fish she had eaten before. 。Fish bones and fish heads are simmered to create a milky, thick fish broth. Two slices of green lime add a fresh fragrance to the savory broth, complemented by the subtle spiciness of pickled peppers, making it irresistible. 。The chili peppers on top sprinkled with some chopped scallions make a beautiful and eye-catching decoration. 。“There is no 。"Yi Sheng calmly replied" 。During the few years that An An was detoxing, for the first few years he mostly cooked. Later, as An An's health improved significantly, he felt there wasn't much to do and so he started cooking again. 。"How is this pickled bamboo shoot fish made When I learn it, when I go back to Kyoto, I can make it myself." 。Wen Ping Sheng asked him 。Yisheng remained silent for a few seconds, then sternly refused, "It's ancestral. I can't tell you." 。Wen Ping Sheng couldn't hold it in anymore, she pierced through his lie, “….Didn't you just say that you didn't learn from a master Where did this ancestral lineage come from” She found that he lied and wasn't even good at it. 。“I created it myself, passed down through the male line, not the female. It will be passed down to our children in the future. It's a family heirloom.” 。"Yisheng still said calmly." 。Yi Sheng was actually thinking: After returning to Kyoto, if she wanted to eat, well, he could bring him along. He could cook for her. 。This is probably because I haven't captured her heart yet, so I can only try to capture her stomach first. 。“...” Wen Ping Sheng 。And! What does "our children" even mean Did he even ask her opinion When did she agree to have children with himt expect that she, who used to sleep soundly through anything, would wake up at his touch tonight.As if thinking of something, her narrowed eyes flashed a sliver of cold light, gone in an instant.An X...