She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

Before he could react, he felt something soft against his lips. Shen Weicang grabbed his wrists with both hands and lifted them above his head, then pressed them tightly against him and kissed him without any method.

Obviously she didn't use much strength, but Fu Yancang couldn't break free. He let her hold his hand and involuntarily tilted his head upwards, wanting to deepen the kiss.

But Shen Weicang suddenly pulled away and took his hand back.

Fu Yancang felt empty inside and subconsciously reached out to hug her, but his chest suddenly felt cold. Shen Weicang finally pulled open the shirt as he wished.

"Yan Cang, you're all red here, let me help you blow it."

Shen Weicang's malicious voice sounded: "Where else does it hurt? Does your back hurt? Let me blow on it for you."

Before Fu Yancang could respond, he felt her kiss on a sensitive spot on his chest, and his body instantly trembled as if he had been electrocuted.

It's not like Shen Weicang had never seen his body before, but who could resist touching the red part of his fair and plump chest muscles?

His hands unconsciously rose up to hug Shen Weicang's waist, but she got there first.

Shen Weicang knelt down beside him and pushed him: "Yan Cang, let me see if your back is red too."

Fu Yancang didn't even have time to think, his body obeyed her command and turned over. Then, he heard Shen Weicang's voice from behind:

"Your back is red too. It's so heartbreaking. Yan Cang, don't give me gifts like this in the future. Give me something more valuable."

Fu Yancang couldn't see, but he felt a pair of soft hands touching his back. He was deeply moved by Shen Weicang's words and immediately wanted to turn around and look at her: "Cang Cang..."

Shen Weicang touched her a few times and felt satisfied, so he withdrew his hand and watched Fu Yancang turn over and sit up on the bed, facing him with a touched look on his face: "Cangcang, you care about me so much, I really love you."

"Am I stupid?" he said with a pitiful look. "I messed up such a simple thing."

"It's a bit stupid," Shen Weicang answered very honestly, "I've never seen anyone who can tie himself up like that."

She watched Fu Yancang's head droop, with a smug look in his eyes. She really had found the wrong person to play pity on.

Seeing that Fu Yancang was a little depressed after being hit by her, she changed the subject: "But who made me like you? This little accident is harmless."

After all, this is not an elegant thing, and whether or not you get hurt doesn't matter.

Fu Yancang's depression just now was not fake, but Shen Weicang hugged him and kissed him for a long time, and then caressed the skin on his chest and back lovingly.

He was not a fool, so he could naturally feel that Cang Cang was not angry.

Originally, I wanted to try a new style and learn the methods of the green tea girl to make Cang Cang feel a little fresh about me and not be dazzled by the wild flowers and weeds outside. Unexpectedly, she didn't seem to buy it.

Fu Yancang felt a little regretful. In fact, he felt that he was quite talented in this area, but he didn't expect that he had no place to use his talents.

But it’s better that Cang Cang doesn’t like it, so that she won’t be seduced by Lu Yexing, that green tea girl.

He immediately raised his face shamelessly, revealing a deep smile, and hugged her affectionately and kissed her on the cheek: "Cang Cang, I know you love me the most. No matter what I do, you will tolerate me."

Shen Weicang snorted and deliberately broke away from him: "That's not necessarily true. If you weren't good-looking and rich, I wouldn't be so tolerant of you."

Fu Yancang didn't think there was anything wrong with what she said, and continued to smile: "But I am good-looking and rich, I will never lose these two things in my life, and Cangcang will tolerate me for the rest of my life."

"is it?"

Shen Weicang moved closer to him and looked at his face carefully, trying to find any flaws. Unfortunately, Fu Yancang was too perfect to look like a real person. From his eyebrows to his lips, everything was perfect, and when put together, there was nothing wrong with him.

"..."

Shen Weicang couldn't help but feel a little jealous of him. He was so lucky. His family background, appearance, figure, and abilities were all top-notch.

Even his character is so indomitable. If it were Lin Chengji, he would have tears in his eyes after hearing her say that he was stupid, but Fu Yancang was not affected at all.

Fu Yancang noticed her intention and smiled more confidently: "Of course, Cangcang."

Shen Weicang felt inexplicably itchy, and she bit the corner of his lips angrily. Just as she was about to say something, Fu Yancang hugged her tightly. She didn't kiss him enough the whole night. He came over and said ambiguously: "Cangcang, don't just bite the corner of your mouth, my lips are itchy too, bite them too."

As he spoke, he continued to move closer. This man's kiss was as passionate as his entire being, as if it would never go out.

Shen Weicang clearly remembered that he was gentle as water when they kissed most of the time, and such a passionate kiss was rare, but she knew that this was Fu Yancang's nature.

He was only wearing a pair of tight black shorts, and his muscles were very beautiful. Shen Weicang found it pleasing to the eye and had no objection to the kiss.

However, she and Yue Baiqinglin Chengji have been kissing a lot these days, and she is not that interested in kissing anymore.

She raised her hand and pinched Fu Yancang's chest, then pushed him away with both hands on his shoulders.

Although he was a little reluctant, he still pulled away a little following Shen Weicang's force.

Shen Weicang deliberately angered him: "Looking good now doesn't mean you will look good in the future. Why are you so confident that you will always look good?"

Fu Yancang blinked: "I have money."

He was smart enough to know that money was the most important thing to Cang Cang, and appearance was only a secondary factor.

Sure enough, when she heard about money, her girlfriend's eyes lit up uncontrollably, and then she deliberately frowned:

"Then you have to be careful. Chengji is also very rich and good-looking. He may become the heir of the Lin family in the future. He is much more powerful than you."

Fu Yancang's hands itched when he heard about his love rival, and he kissed her again without saying anything:

"How can he compare to me? He is already 27 years old. In two years, he will be over 30. What's so good about an old man? I am much better looking than him."

Shen Weicang symbolically rejected him a few times and then began to respond to him.

The two kissed for a while, and Shen Weicang pushed him away when he had had enough: "But there are many people younger than you. Do you mean that when you reach this age, I will have to find someone younger?"

"How are they the same? My flowering period is longer than his," Fu Yancang's hand wrapped around him again, "What's good about children? They must be very childish, just like Lu Yexing. He knows he is allergic but still wants to drink juice. Isn't that causing trouble for you?"

She spoke very confidently, as if Shen Weicang could not find anyone better than him in the whole world. In fact, she was so nervous that she was sweating while holding Shen Weicang's hand, and she shook it off with disgust:

"You're still talking about others. The room is so warm, why are you sweating coldly? Are you too weak?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Yancang kissed him again, even more aggressively than before: "I'll let you know whether I'm weak or not."

He threw Shen Weicang onto the bed, but the next second he was at a loss as to what to do.

His original intention tonight was just to seduce Cang Cang, make her feel a little fresh about him, and then gradually climb into bed with her. He didn't expect the subsequent developments to be completely unexpected.

Fu Yancang tentatively reached out and touched Shen Weicang's collarbone. She was wearing a thin V-neck sweater today. Her collarbone was white and beautiful, and her slender jade-like hand covered it, which made people imagine a lot.

Shen Weicang was lying on his back on the bed without any sign of nervousness. Instead, he calmly raised his hand and grabbed his hand: "Then prove it to me."

Fu Yancang came over and kissed her face fiercely, then lay down beside her and hugged her: "Isn't it enough that I kissed her so fiercely?"

Shen Weicang laughed out loud. She had already noticed Fu Yancang's nervousness and knew that he would not do anything tonight.

She took his hand from her waist and threw it aside and sat up: "Get up and get me pajamas."