Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

After reading it back and forth several times, there is nothing else on the handmade soap except those two very common poems.

It seems that she really thinks too much.

Shangguan Zhixing simply asked Sikong Lingge to make handmade soap for her, without any other meaning.

As for coming to deliver handmade soap at [-] o'clock in the morning, probably Sikong Lingge wanted to take this opportunity to reveal something to Shangguan Zhixing.

Fang Yi narrowed her eyes, and put the handmade soap back.

"Zile, it's still early, do you want to sleep again?" Shangguan Zhixing broke the silence.

"Okay." Fang Yiren readily agreed.

In order to watch Sikong and listen to the song, Fang Yiren didn't close his eyes all night.

The spirit is highly tense, and I am already tired.

I thought I could catch Sikong Lingge's braid, but I didn't expect Kong to be nervous.

Fang Yiren was disappointed, turned around and went to bed——

Even if Sikong Lingge intended to inform Shangguan Zhixing, she probably wouldn't dare to make such a fuss today.

Yawning, Fang Yiren closed his eyes and fell asleep on the surface, but in fact, his ears were still awake, listening to the conversation between Shangguan Zhixing and Sikong Lingge——

Looking at Fang Yiren's back, Sikong Lingge let out a long breath, his back was covered in cold sweat, and his pajamas were completely soaked.

It almost scared her to death just now!

Fortunately, she didn't directly engrave the words that Guan Zile is Fang Yiren in the handmade soap...

Otherwise, this would not be the case now.

"Lingge, how do I use these handmade soaps?" Shangguan Zhixing glanced towards the bed from the corner of his eye, and asked very indifferently.

"Because it's just made, it can't be used yet. It should be put in a dry place and let it dry for two to four weeks before it can be used."

"It will take so long?" Shangguan Zhixing was disappointed.

Sikong Lingge settled down and immediately understood what she meant, "Zhixing, are you allergic to jasmine?"

"will not."

"I still have some for myself, I can give it to you first."

"Why is this so embarrassing? You gave me yours, what do you use for yourself?" Shangguan Zhixing pretended to be polite, deliberately telling Fang Yiren.

"I'm not allergic to roses, it can be used."

"Then I'm welcome."

"Do you want it now?" Sikong Lingge said, standing up to get it.

"No hurry, you go back to rest first, and give it to me during the day."

"Okay, then I'll give it to you tomorrow."

"Go back quickly, if the eldest brother wakes up and doesn't see you, he will definitely lose his temper again." Shangguan Zhixing looked back at Fang Yiren who was lying on the bed, and smiled at Sikong Lingge.

Sikong Lingge nodded, turned and went back to the room.

The light in the bedroom was on, Shangguan Rui woke up and was sitting on the sofa, with a black low air pressure exuding from his whole body.

Seeing Sikong Lingge come back, he immediately raised his eyes, with sharp gaze, shot over——

"Where have you been?"

Unexpectedly, Shangguan Rui would wake up, Sikong Lingge was stunned for a moment, and gently closed the door, "The handmade soap is ready, I'll send it to Zhixing."

Said, Sikong Lingge yawned, went back to the bed* and lay down, looking very sleepy.

In this way, Shangguan Rui won't ask any more questions——

After finally evading Fang Yiren's monitoring, Sikong Linge seemed to have been tortured a lot, and his mood was still tense and chaotic.

I was really afraid that if Shangguan Rui asked, he would accidentally slip up and reveal something that shouldn't be revealed.

So I chose to pretend to be tired and go to bed early.

Originally thought that Shangguan Rui's face was so dark that there must be some trouble.

Unexpectedly, Shangguan Rui didn't get angry at all, took off his clothes and went to bed, and lay down beside her——