“Could it be… that I’m interested in your body?”
Pei Siyang asked suddenly, and the smile on his face indicated that he was proud of himself.
In the end, he leaned over Jiang Sheng’s ear and said with a smile, “You must have served me well in bed, right? You are really something, kiddo, didn’t expect you could do this.”
Jiang Sheng didn’t believe at all that the person standing in front of him was Pei Siyang himself.
Who is this hooligan?
Damn it, can I kill him? Sure. I CAN kill him.
Jiang Sheng got furious but for the sake of Pei SIyang’s illness, he tried to control himself.
It was really hard. Look what kind of trash this Pei Siyang had said? What was the difference between this and saying that he was a prostitute?
“If you don’t refute, you admit.”
Pei Siyang pinched Jiang Sheng’s chin and asked with a smile, looking down at Jiang Sheng who was tightly wrapped in his arms.
He thought to himself that if I said do, he would definitely get angry!
If he really got angry, it meant that he wasn’t the person I fancy but someone who stuck to me.
After all, I hated people who got angry easily. It’s impossible for me to marry such a person. We all favor an understanding wife and a loving mother, right?
Pei Siyang smiled and looking forward to Jiang Sheng’s reaction with excitement.
Finally, Jiang Sheng glanced at Pei Siyang and hit off his hand on his waist. He was annoyed, “Admit the hell. Don’t you dream that I’d sleep with you. It’s true you lost your memory, but it doesn’t mean you can talk whatever you like. You may die for it.”
“And, since you don’t remember me now, don’t you dare touch me. You’re not my husband. Only my husband can hug me and hit my butt. Keep this in your mind.”
“Humph.” He then pushed Pei Siyang away and went to the bathroom in anger.
Pei Siyang was stunned. Was he angry?
He was so confused because Jiang Sheng didn’t slap him nor yell.
But it didn’t mean that Jiang Sheng was not angry at all, it was just that he was not as angry as he expected.
The wife he imagined could be able to bear jokes and get along with him.
However, he was puzzled by Jiang Sheng’re reaction. Did they really get along?
Although he couldn’t make a conclusion, his smile was obvious because Jiang Sheng’s reaction made him feel interesting.
He didn’t go mad, didn’t yell. Instead, he was angry, in a cold way. He warned him, and gave him harsh words.
So 500 hundred years later, I’d fancy such style?
Pei Siyang quickly walked to the bathroom. Right at the time he stepped in, he saw Jiang Sheng bending over to wash his face. Then his eyes were set at Jiang Sheng’s butt involuntarily.
Pei Siyang walked directly to Jiang Sheng, and then hugged him from behind, leaned over to his ear and called, “My dear.”
Feeling that there was something behind him, Jiang Sheng’s eyes immediately widened, and saw the big hands on his waist. He instantly got mad with fury.
What was going on? No reaction?
Pei Siyang looked at Jiang Sheng but was shocked.
Jiang Sheng’s face was scary and dark.
Instinctively, Pei Siyang let go of Jiang Sheng and wanted to retreat. But it was too late. Jiang Sheng turned around and roared, “Pei Siyang.”
And then there was a vicious slap, his face turned red.
Pei Siyang’s mouth twitched violently, thinking “This guy was no funny at all. So rude.”
Pei Siyang immediately overturned his thoughts and tightly covered his cheek.