Xiao An learned from his mother. Besides, he has a good memory, so he remembered many things his mother said once. 。The other day, his mommy saw news about adults encouraging young children to commi...Wen Ping Sheng also discovered this, feeling a strange and indescribable emotion. 。She whispered to Yisheng, "This salon is a gathering of our comic circle. It's not recommended to bring relatives unless they are also in the circle." 。“

And he was not 。“Oh 。Yìshēng raised his hand and pressed the elevator button. 。"...Wen Ping Sheng" 。He thought he was just taking her to the location of the party and didn't say anything else. 。On the way there, there was a car accident that caused traffic congestion. 。The person in the car was seriously injured, but the ambulance hadn't arrived yet. Yi Sheng quickly unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car to help with first aid. 。Wen Ping Sheng couldn't help, but he still got out of the car. 。Surrounding the ground was fresh blood. To avoid getting stained, Yisheng took off his coat and brought out the medical tools he carried with him, handing the clothes to Wen Pingsheng to hold. 。Wen Ping Sheng had never seen such a bloody and cruel scene before, but she inexplicably didn't look away. She watched Yi Sheng completely immersed in it, as if he was battling death on an operating table, very seriously and attentively treating the wounded. Everything around him seemed irrelevant to him. 。This was the first time she saw him like this, so serious and focused in his area of expertise. He was dazzlingly handsome and irresistible. 。Wen Ping Sheng was so engrossed in watching him perform CPR that he didn't notice his own heart beating faster. 。About ten or so minutes passed. 。The ambulance finally arrived. 。Yi Sheng stood up and said to her, “Let's go” 。“ Leave, left Shouldn't you go to the hospital and see” Wen Pingsheng asked in surprise. 。That injury seems pretty serious. 。"I'm not going to die" 。"Yi Sheng's voice was cold, he glanced at the time, "If you don't leave now, you'll be late for your salon appointment." 。" Oh, oh Wait a minute. 。"Wen Ping Sheng only just remembered this, she said, turning back to the car and taking out a bottle of mineral water, "Wash your hands." 。His fair, handsome hands were smeared with the blood of a car accident victim, but Wen Ping Sheng didn't find them frightening at all. 。Yisheng extended both hands. 。"The water is a little cold." 。"Wen Ping Sheng, while speaking, slowly poured the mineral water into his hand. " 。After he washed his hands, she gave him another paper towel to dry them. 。Then, the two finally returned to the car. 。"Would you like some hand cream The weather is a bit dry and cold, and you just washed your hands " 。Wen Ping Sheng took out a small tube of hand cream from his bag and asked him... 。...

She carries things like hand cream with her when she goes out.

After all, when you're out and about, you always need to use the restroom. Washing your hands will wash away the hand cream you applied originally. 。"Well" 。Yisheng did not refuse. 。Wen Ping Sheng squeezed an appropriate amount of hand cream into his palm, and finally put it back in his bag. 。Yi Sheng quickly applied the hand cream evenly and then started the car to leave. 。When I arrived at the salon, it was 10:03. In the end, I was still late. 。Wen Ping Sheng unbuckled her seatbelt while saying, "Thank you for bringing me here, but I'm late. I have to go now. When you head back, please drive slowly and be careful on the road. Goodbye." 。After finishing, she pushed open the car door and got out. 。Without giving Yisheng a chance to speak, he ran into the hotel. 。Walking into the hall of this year's salon, Wen Ping-sheng saw that almost everyone seemed to be there, about thirty people. 。She hurriedly apologized, saying, "I'm sorry, something happened on the way, and I'm late." 。She was originally planning to arrive half an hour early. Yisheng was providing first aid to a car accident victim, and the road was congested due to the accident, so she ended up being late. 。Jian Deng, who was Wen Ping Sheng's gold medal editor before, couldn't help but flash a surprised look in his eyes when he saw Wen Ping Sheng appear in her carefully chosen attire. 。When he was still Wen Ping Sheng's editor, Wen Ping Sheng would just wear loose T-shirts with sweatpants at home during the summer. His waist-length hair would be tied into a bun, and he would go out with plain makeup; in winter, he would dress as warmly as possible, very casually. However, he had good looks, so even without dressing up, he was still attractive. 。It's just that when you see the same costume for a long time, it's inevitable to feel some visual fatigue. 。Besides attending comic-related conventions and parties, it's rare to see her dressed up. Even when she does dress up, it's only fleeting. 。He confessed to Wen Ping Sheng, but Wen Ping Sheng rejected him in a very gentle manner. 。Just then, Tutu appeared. 。Although Tutu wasn't as good-looking as Wen Ping Sheng, she was still pretty. She had a better figure than Wen Ping Sheng and loved to dress up. The two of them were also very compatible in bed. 。Noticing that her boyfriend was looking at Wen Ping Sheng, the woman who used the pen name "Tu Tu You Zhi," -- the same one who had stolen the top editor responsible for Wen Ping Sheng's manga away -- couldn't help but grind her teeth. 。"It's okay, I'm only about ten minutes late." 。She dislikes Wen Ping Sheng, but she won't show it. Putting on a magnanimous air, she paused for a moment, then, with a suggestive smile, said, “I was so excited about today’s salon that I couldn’t sleep last night. I woke up early this morning and even encountered rush hour traffic on the way here, but luckily I arrived by half past nine.” 。On the surface, she was expressing empathy with Wen Ping Sheng, but in reality, she was subtly hinting that he should have left earlier for such an important gathering. Even if he encountered problems on the way, he wouldn't be late. 。"Haha, Sheng Ge, you're the last one here! We thought you were going to bail on us." 。"Tutu's good friend Mu Mu jokingly said," 。But she is not a manga author of Chuang Shen Comic Society. 。Tu Tu had a good friend, Wen Ping Sheng also had many friends in the circle. Regarding Wen Ping Sheng's editor being taken away, Wen Ping Sheng's friend Lisa saw the two speaking in a strange and ambiguous way, and couldn't help but get angry. 。Even though there were so many people here, Lisa didn't want to make a scene. She stepped in to help her friend by saying, "Oh~ If Shengge wasn't coming, she would definitely have told us in advance. You guys shouldn't keep bringing up the fact that she might have had trouble on the way and tease her about it." 。" She had said so much, and both Tutu and Mumumu didn't know what else to say, lest things get awkward. 。This little interlude did not affect the overall atmosphere, and the host of this salon welcomed Wen Pingsheng. 。Others continued to drink tea and chat. 。Tutu used a concerned tone to tell Wen Ping Sheng, "Sheng Ge, I heard that the editor in charge of you resigned at the end of last year. I told Jian Deng before that I would help you apply to the higher-ups and arrange a new editor for you as soon as possible." 。"

“Oh, thank you then” 。"Wen Ping Sheng twitched the corners of his lips and said in a calm voice, " 。Tutu knew Wen Pingsheng was perfunctory, but his attitude and words showed nothing wrong, which made her feel a bit stifled. 。 in the past. 。Her thoughts of him were like a virus, spreading wildly and crazily, permeating every inch of her bone marrow, every cell. 。He wanted to hear him talking, his timeless elegant and simpl...