Chapter 1207 Mr. An Can't Wait To Marry Me?

or walked into the study, shut the door behind her with a backward motion, and walked to his side. She respectfully called out, "Second Master," 。"How is the Second Mistress doing" Tang Yucheng asked...Chapter 1207 Mr. An Can't Wait to Marry Me

The whole afternoon.

As if probing the limits of Yì Shēng's capabilities, Wēn Píng Shēng devised various ways to have Yì Shēng cut paper window decorations according to his instructions.

Meanwhile, Yisheng worked diligently and silently, cutting out the window designs that Wen Pingsheng wanted.

Finally, even Grandma Wen couldn't stand it anymore. She laughed and gently chided Wen Ping Sheng, telling her to stop bothering Yi Sheng.

After cutting the window decorations, Wen Ping Sheng dragged Yi Sheng upstairs to his own room to paste them.

After sticking up the window decorations, Yisheng took out a stack of folded red paper from his pocket and handed it to Wen Pingsheng with a precious expression, "Pingsheng, here."

"What is this"

She glanced at him, took the thing from his hand, and carefully unwrapped it, laying it out on the table.

After seeing the pattern, Wen Ping Sheng's ears were slightly red. With a hint of teasing, she asked him, "It's New Year's Eve today, how did you secretly cut this..."

She didn't notice at all that he had, right under her nose, clipped a pair of lovebirds symbolizing love fruit, and they were especially beautiful.

Yisheng pursed her lips and said nothing.

Wen Ping Sheng elbowed him in the abdomen, a low chuckle escaping her lips. "How about it, Mr. An Eager to marry me already"

Their wedding is still over three months away.

"Well," Yisheng acknowledged candidly.

After getting to know his parents, for the sake of festivity, they celebrated Lunar New Year and Spring Festival at Tang's house every year. Before that, he couldn't fully comprehend the feeling of family reunion during the Chinese New Year.

This year, probably because I met Wen Ping Sheng, the feeling of spending New Year's Eve and Chinese New Year is completely different.

As he was cutting window decorations, some beautiful aspirations for the future surfaced in his mind, a family of three or perhaps four... The thought of marrying her had never felt so strong.

Wen Pingsheng blushed and smiled, but said nothing.

He put away the scissors and took him out of the room.

Yisheng pressed her against the wall, looking down at her, "Pingsheng, aren't you very much looking forward to marrying me"

"Huh I'm looking forward to it." Wen Ping Sheng blinked a few times before replying.

"But your performance seems not to be very expectant and longing."

“......I’m being reserved, I just haven’t expressed that eagerness. ”Wen Ping Sheng pondered for a moment, then added, “Actually, I’m looking forward to it very much, but I don’t think about our wedding every minute and second. Usually when I lie quietly in bed at night, my thoughts of the wedding become stronger.”

She felt he wouldn't run away, that he was hers, so she might be more composed and wouldn't be anxious.

Your reaction just now was too cold, you're being punished.

Yisheng, after speaking, lowered his head and sealed her lips with his.

Wen Ping Sheng's body stiffened.

Why did this man become so awkward, he kept making excuses instead of just being direct

Fortunately, Yisheng did not lose his composure. He knew they were in the Wen family's home and would soon have to go downstairs to face a whole family of Wen relatives. He restrained himself and didn't leave a single trace on Wen Pingsheng's face.

...quickly moved from her lips. ...

"You...you are not allowed to run wild in my house anymore!" Wen Ping Sheng said sternly, her cheeks flushed red.

During his stay at the Wens' house, this man maintained a considerable distance from me, except when leaving the premises of the Wen residence.

When he kissed himself just now, she was really afraid that he would lose control and something uncontrollable would happen.

Yisheng responded with a flat "Mhm" and casually picked up a lipstick from the nearby table. Like a master painter, she carefully and slowly applied it to Wen Pingsheng's lips, covering where he had just been bitten.h the words in this notebook were written with sincerity, for her well-being, he had to be cautious and guarded."Hmm." An Xiaotu nodded thoughtfully."Alright, let's not talk about that now. You take a...