After I left my job, I became pregnant with my ex-boss’s child.

Fu Mo Sheng gritted his teeth and spoke such private words against Ji Liang's ear.

Although Wei Yan couldn't hear what he said, she saw Ji Liang's face was red, pushed Fu Mo Sheng away, gritted his teeth and said, "Then you have to be careful, don't fall into my hands again later."

Wei Yan couldn't help laughing when she saw them playing around, as if she was back to the way she was a few years ago.

Ji Liang always has such a hot personality, but Fu Mosheng, a man who is resolute in the shopping mall, is so indulgent in front of Ji Liang.

But... no matter how sweet he looked, Fu Mo Sheng never gave Ji Liang a reputation.

In Ji Liang's heart, he was afraid that it would be very painful.

The smile on Wei Yan's lips dropped a bit.

After Ji Liang finished spinning, it was Fu Mo who turned the bottle.

Fu Mosheng squeezed the bottle and laughed, then turned it gently. After the bottle rotated rapidly, the speed gradually slowed down.

Wei Yan had a bad feeling in her heart... Sure enough, the mouth of the bottle was finally pointed at herself.

Fu Mo Sheng raised his eyebrows at Wei Yan: "Hey, it's Secretary Wei. Truth or dare?"

Wei Yan did not correct his habitual address, just thought about it and said with a smile: "Let's take a big risk."

Fu Mo Sheng laughed mischievously.

Ji Liang said from the side: "You're almost done."

Fu Mosheng waved his hand: "Don't worry, how dare I bully your good sister? Just mean it."

Wei Yan just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Fu Mo's voice saying: "A big adventure... I remember that Secretary Wei is pretty good at dancing, so let's dance close to the man sitting closest to you for 3 minutes!"

Wei Yan: "??"

Wei Yan suddenly felt that Ji Liang's torture of Fu Mo Sheng just now was too mild.

She has Leng Yeting on her left and Ji Liang on her right!

Just say Leng Yeting's name!

Such a big turn!

She gritted her teeth and said with some embarrassment: "This is not good... I am going on a big adventure by myself, so don't torture Mr. Leng."

Fu Mosheng pointed at Leng Yeting: "I think Mr. Leng is quite helpful. He definitely doesn't mind."

Wei Yan looked at Leng Yeting.

Leng Yeting also had a bit of fun in watching a show in his eyes: "I don't mind."

Ji Liang frowned and said aloud, "The gender restriction is too rigid. Why does it have to be a man? You can dance around a woman. Wei Yan and I will dance together."

Leng Yeting glanced at Wei Yan: "Can't you afford it?"

Wei Yan clenched her fists: "Then please cooperate with Mr. Leng."

Wei Yan stood up and came to a more open area, and Leng Yeting also stood next to her.

Wei Yan directly turned on her phone and played some music. Seeing several people looking at her, she gritted her teeth and jumped up against Leng Yeting.

Leng Yeting didn't move, standing like a wooden stake, playing the role of being danced closely.

However, the body temperature transmitted through the clothes still made Wei Yan blush a little.

Next to him, Fu Mo Sheng and Beiming whistled wildly.

These three minutes were extremely long.

When the time was up, Wei Yan breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth and said to Leng Yeting, "Thank you, Mr. Leng, for your help."

Leng Yeting curled his lips, and Shi Shiran returned to his seat: "You're welcome."

Seeing him like this, Wei Yan held her breath inexplicably, returned to her position, and finally turned around.

Wei Yan gently turned the bottle. After more than ten turns, the bottle slowly came to a standstill, and finally faced - Leng Yeting!

Wei Yan looked at Leng Yeting with a sneer: "Mr. Leng, truth or dare?"

Leng Yeting looked at her as if she was going to do something bad and said calmly: "A big adventure."

Wei Yan deliberately showed a distressed expression: "I don't know what would be better for me to take a big risk. Just now, Sister Liang asked Mr. Fu to do 200 push-ups, otherwise Mr. Leng would do 200 as well."

Leng Yeting raised his eyes and looked at her: "200 push-ups, no problem. However, I helped Secretary Wei just now, how about Secretary Wei helping me too?"

Wei Yan immediately looked at him warily.

Leng Yeting asked Ji Liang to get the mat.

Wei Yan frowned.

Leng Yeting pointed to the mat: "Go over and lie down."

Wei Yan bravely lay down on the mat, and then watched Leng Yeting take off his coat and throw it casually on the sofa.

He put his hands on her body, trapping her in his arms in disguise.

When he stood up, the distance between them was widened.

When he leaned over, he was so close that his lips almost stopped a few centimeters above her.

His breath sprayed on her face and between her neck. Wei Yan's whole body was filled with heat. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to run away, but... she was enveloped in his breath and couldn't escape.

The 200 push-ups were clearly meant to tease him, but in the end they became his own punishment.

He did it on purpose.