She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

Chapter 307: Cold and Arrogant Little Green Plum 32

Shen Weicang snorted softly: "Song Zhou, are you blaming me for making you wait so long?"

Cheng Songzhou shook his head like a rattle. His hair had been dyed back to blond. The fluffy blond hair swayed happily with his movements:

"How could that be? As long as it's Cang Cang, I'm willing to wait until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble."

"You can only say sweet words. Is this a talent of you people from Country W?"

She tilted her head to look. Cheng Songzhou was holding her with his waist slightly bent. His handsome face was very close to her, and his beautiful eyes were blinking at her.

Cheng Songzhou seemed not to understand what she said, and smugly came over and kissed her on the cheek: "Cang Cang, are you praising my sweet mouth?"

Zhou Congjia sat quietly in the box for a while, his mind echoing with what Shen Weicang had just said, and his eyes felt a little hot.

She asked herself to forget what happened tonight, but how could he do that?

distinct......

It was obvious that she was interested in me, and it was obvious that they were in love with each other.

He couldn't let go. Cang Cang was not happy and she needed him.

It's just that she's not mentally prepared yet, so he can wait, and he will always be by her side.

Cheng Songzhou's car had already passed two intersections. At first, he held the steering wheel with one hand and insisted on holding Shen Weicang's hand with his right hand, but she broke free.

"Song Zhou, haven't you been living abroad? Why are you driving by yourself? Are you driving without a license?"

Seeing the doubt on her face, Cheng Songzhou couldn't help but laugh, and couldn't help but reach out to hold her hand again:

"Cang Cang, my mother has a job in China. I lived with her in China for a long time a few years ago. I also have a Chinese driver's license."

Shen Weicang raised his hand and dodged: "Then you have to be careful when driving. I am still in your car. You are not allowed to hold the steering wheel with one hand."

Cheng Songzhou obediently took his hand back and kept both hands on the steering wheel. He couldn't help but explain:

"Cang Cang, I am a very good driver and will never let you get into danger."

"I used to be a member of a racing team, and I won the Panshan race many times."

Shen Weicang took out his cell phone and started looking at it, ignoring him completely.

But Cheng Songzhou was a chatterbox, and he would continue talking even if Cang Cang ignored him.

The car stopped at the hotel's garage. Cheng Songzhou got out of the car and walked to the passenger door to open it for her. He finally couldn't help but act coquettishly:

"Cang Cang, stop looking at your phone and pay attention to me."

Shen Weicang got out of the car and raised his hand, and the screen appeared in front of Cheng Songzhou.

"Song Zhou, what do you think of this outfit? Do you like it?"

Cheng Songzhou's eyes widened and his face turned completely red.

What does Cang Cang mean? Is she going to wear it in front of him?

He couldn't help but lower his voice, but with a hint of expectation, he said what was in his heart: "I like it."

Shen Weicang took his arm and walked towards the elevator with him: "Song Zhou, I'm glad you like it. I bought it specially and have already sent it to your room."

Cheng Songzhou's heart was beating as hot as bubbling water, almost scalding to the point of bursting out of his chest.

"Cang Cang, you actually bought it? Is it for me?"

He felt so happy that it seemed unreal. The ground under his feet didn't feel like solid ground. Every step he took felt like he was walking on clouds, so light and airy.

Shen Weicang glanced at him, somewhat confused as to why there was something wrong with his expression. Didn’t he say he liked her?

She held Cheng Songzhou's arm tighter: "Of course, I've sent it to your room."

The two came out of the elevator. There was only one suite on this floor. After opening the door, Cheng Songzhou could no longer hold back. He put his arms around Shen Weicang's waist tightly and kissed him passionately.

Shen Weicang raised his head slightly, put his hands on his shoulders, and the two of them walked from the door to the living room while kissing each other, and both fell into the sofa.

Cheng Songzhou kissed her more and more fiercely, but was suddenly pushed away by Shen Weicang.

He put his hands on both sides of Shen Weicang's shoulders and pouted his lips while trying to continue kissing him. Shen Weicang raised his hands and pressed them on his face, pushing hard.

"Song Zhou, look."

Shen Weicang motioned him to look at the paper bags on the table: "Don't you want to take a look at the gift I gave you?"

Cheng Songzhou turned his head to look, then excitedly stood up to take it: "Cang Cang gave it to me, of course I have to see it."

He turned around and bent down slightly, and Shen Weicang also sat up.

From her perspective, Cheng Songzhou's broad shoulders and thin waist were clearly visible, and as he bent over, the tailor-made shirt outlined his back muscles.

She couldn't help but hug his waist from behind, and her little face popped out from his back: "Do you like it?"

Cheng Songzhou took out clothes from one of the paper bags. It was a black suit with excellent texture.

He carefully placed the clothes on the sofa and continued to look at the other paper bags.

The second paper bag contained an exquisite silver chain vest. His eyes lit up instantly and he picked it up with both hands, but found something wrong:

"Cang Cang, is this a bit too big?"

"Is it big?" Shen Weicang was a little surprised. "I bought it according to your size."

She pinched his waist maliciously: "Have you lost weight recently? I can't see it."

Cheng Songzhou's body stiffened: "Is this prepared for me?"

Ok?

If it wasn't prepared for him, who else could it be prepared for?

Shen Weicang put all his weight on him and hugged his waist: "Yes, Song Zhou, I bought it specially for you, don't you think it's inappropriate?"

Cheng Songzhou finally understood the real purpose of these clothes, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I like it. If Cang Cang likes it, I like it too."

When he saw the mannequin on Cang Cang's screen just now, his attention was completely attracted by the clothes, and his mind was full of how Cang Cang would look wearing them. Only then did he realize that this was a set of men's clothing.

Shen Weicang let go of his hand and sat back on the sofa: "Humph, I think you don't like Song Zhou at all. It seems that my kindness is in vain."

With a cold face, she threw the suit jacket on the sofa back into the paper bag:

"Song Zhou, if you don't like me, just send me to Lu Cheng. If he wasn't in Tongcheng recently, I wouldn't have the time to date you."

"I gave you a gift with good intentions, but you didn't like it. I'm really being sentimental."

Cheng Songzhou was frightened, and quickly grabbed her hand and hugged her into his arms: "Don't go, Cangcang, since these are given to me, of course I like them."

"Don't give it to Lu Cheng. He's much shorter than me and his figure isn't as good as mine. There's no way he'd look as good in it as I do."

Seeing that Shen Weicang still looked unhappy and was still twisting his body to struggle out, he hugged the person in his arms tightly and continued to flatter him:

"Cang Cang, I'll put it on now and show it to you, okay? I really like the gift you gave me."

This was the first time Cang Cang gave him a gift. Cheng Songzhou secretly hated himself for being useless. He had ruined an apparently romantic date.

Shen Weicang sighed, stopped walking out, raised his hands and hugged his waist: "Songzhou, it's rare for us to have a date, please don't make it unpleasant."

Cheng Songzhou didn't realize who was causing the unhappiness, so he nodded quickly: "Okay, I won't make a fuss, I won't make a fuss anymore, Cang Cang."

"I'll put it on now and show you."

Cheng Songzhou said, picked up the paper bag and went into the bedroom.