Chapter 1172: Engagement Night (1)

n a month left until their wedding, and the invitations have already been sent out." "..." Tang Yucheng pursed his thin lips and did not respond.He couldn't let her know that he had secretly planned t...Chapter 1172: Engagement Night (1)

The banquet is over.

Wen Ping Sheng, after having two or three cups of Yi Sheng's concoction, showed signs of intoxication, walking a little unsteady.

Yisheng supported a certain tipsy little woman, and told the Wen family, "Grandma, Pingsheng is a bit drunk, let's go back to the hotel first."

Even before they were married, he started calling his future mother-in-law "Grandma".

"Well, be careful on your way." Grandma Wen kindly reminded.

"Goodnight, Grandma!"

Yisheng bid farewell to the rest of the Wen family, then carried the somewhat drunk Wen Pingsheng out of the Kyoto Grand Hotel.

He had drunk quite a bit tonight, but his tolerance was high, only slightly intoxicated. His mind was still clear. The Wen family thoughtfully arranged for a driver for him to prevent him from driving back to the hotel after drinking.

"Uncle, Miss," the driver of the Wen family greeted as he opened the car door.

Yi Sheng hummed in response, her tone light. She gently helped Wen Ping Sheng into the car.

Just as he was about to step away, Wen Ping Sheng's slender hand grabbed his collar, her lips parted slightly, her voice soft and alluring, "Yi Sheng..."

"Huh"

Yisheng's Adam's apple rolled slightly, he raised his hand, using just the right amount of force to try and pry open the slender jade fingers that were gripping the collar of his shirt, one by one.

"Let's kiss." Wen Ping Sheng particularly cutely puckered her red lips.

He lightly kissed her on the lips and then quickly pulled away.

"No, it's gotta be longer…and more naughty…Mmm"

Wen Pingsheng, who was feeling the effects of the alcohol, followed his heart. Before he could finish his sentence, Yi Sheng covered his mouth with a large palm.

He lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, "Let's go back to the hotel first. When we get there, you can do whatever you want, okay"

There's also a driver named Wen who works for an electric light bulb company on site.

He absolutely didn't want to do intimate things with her when there was a third person present, even if the driver would be focused on driving and wouldn't dare peek at their behavior. It just wasn't possible!

This is also a respect for her.

The most intimate things, can only be known by them.

"No. If I don't get a kiss, I'm going to roll around!" At this moment, Wen Ping Sheng was particularly like a three-year-old child, twisting his body and acting as if he would roll on the ground at any disagreement. He was especially childish and adorable.

Yi Sheng gritted her teeth, tore open the delicate hand clutching at her collar, closed the car door, and then walked around to the other side, pulling open the door and getting in.

Just as he finished, Wen Ping Sheng rushed over again, pestering him for a kiss.

Yisheng pulled the curtain shut, but instead of kissing Wenping Sheng, she changed the subject and asked, "Wenping Sheng, what gift did Lisa send you"

When Lisa personally handed her the present, she particularly instructed them to return to their hotel and open it together, saying that this gift was especially meaningful.

"Hmm" Wen Ping's thoughts were sluggish as he pondered for a moment, his eyes glazed over as he looked around. "Gift... Lisa's gift..."

"In your bag." Yisheng held out the brand new handbag to her.

This newest Chanel bag was also a wedding gift from Lisa to her. Lisa isn't a rich girl, the price of this bag is half of her six months' worth of writing fees.

But, the most important engagement gift isn't this bag, but what's inside it.

There seem to be a lot of presents in the bag, almost filling it up completely.

Wen Ping Sheng, who was drunk and unsteady on his feet, opened his bag and took out a simply packaged and elegant gift box.

"Lita said, 'Let's go back to the hotel and open it then,'" Yisheng reminded.

However, he didn't expect much from a drunkard; he wouldn't keep his word.

"No, I want to open it now." Wen Ping Sheng's cheeks puffed out, and she roughly tore open the gift.

Remove the outer layer of wrapping paper, and the inner box will be easy to open.

When she opened the gift box, Yisheng beside her saw what was inside and felt a surge of hot blood rushing to his head...