She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

The strange thing is that being beaten by Shen Weicang gave him a completely different feeling than being abused as a child.

Seeing Zhou Yunli stunned, Shen Weicang crossed his arms and said arrogantly: "How about it, can you tell me now, will you sing or not?"

Zhou Yunli pursed his lips and remained silent.

Shen Weicang put the microphone into his hand, then turned around, bent down, picked up the remote control, and pressed the buttons on the TV: "What should I ask you to sing..."

The playlist was full of songs she had never heard before. Shen Weicang finally picked a song at random: "Just sing this one for me!"

Zhou Yunli looked at the screen, but before he could get ready, Shen Weicang had already clicked start. He stared at the lyrics on the screen nervously, a little worried that his voice would become hoarse.

However, his character did not allow him to clear his throat in preparation at this time, so he had to open his mouth and sing along with the first sentence.

Shen Weicang had never heard the original song. He listened to it with great interest at first, but the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

Finally, she looked at Zhou Yunli with a complicated expression: "You'd better shut up."

She just had bad thoughts when she saw Zhou Yunli's cold look, so she deliberately wanted to torment him, wanting to see what such a person would look like when he was suppressed by her to the point of exploding.

I didn't expect that he, who looked so bright and holy and inviolable, could sing so badly.

Shen Weicang looked at him with disdain and commented bluntly: "Your singing is really bad."

Zhou Yunli lowered his head slightly, and his hands hanging by his side trembled slightly.

Miss Shen is so cute even when she scolds people.

Seeing that he couldn't arouse his emotions, Shen Weicang thought of something else: "Since singing is not possible, then you should dance for me."

Zhou Yunli looked at her and said coldly: "I can't."

Shen Weicang pretended not to hear: "Take off your clothes."

Zhou Yunli looked at her in shock. What did Miss Shen say?

He subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to unbutton his clothes, but stopped in time.

Shen Weicang said again: "I asked you to take off your clothes so that I can see your figure."

"Ms. Shen, I'm not here to sell myself."

Zhou Yunli suppressed the trembling in his heart, and said in a trembling voice: "Please respect me."

He saw some mischievous thoughts from Miss Shen and said this deliberately. Sure enough, she immediately stood up and walked to his side:

"It's just taking off clothes, you can't even let go of this, and you still want to make money?"

Shen Weicang raised her hand and grabbed Zhou Yunli's collar, trying to tear it open with force, but she didn't expect that the clothes were of good quality, and not only did it fail to tear it open, it also hurt her hand.

Zhou Yunli subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed her: "Ms. Shen, don't do this."

The corner of Shen Weicang's mouth twitched slightly. She was not hurt yet.

The more Zhou Yunli acted like this, the more she wanted to tear off his clothes. Didn't she just want to see his figure? Let her see what's wrong?

Seeing that he couldn't pull it open by force, Shen Weicang had to unbutton it one by one. Zhou Yunli kept raising her hands to try to stop him, but she grabbed him and shook him off again and again.

Zhou Yunli kept dodging and finally fell on the sofa accidentally. Shen Weicang naturally pressed on him and knelt on his thighs.

In the end, he seemed to have finally accepted his fate and stopped struggling. He just lay on the sofa and let Shen Weicang unbutton his clothes and pull off his shirt.

"You have a nice figure," Shen Weicang touched her teasingly, "Were you playing hard to get with me just now?"

Zhou Yunli was shocked. Could it be that Miss Shen saw through it?

He nervously opened his mouth to explain, but saw Shen Weicang curiously touching his chest and abdominal muscles, and then pinching a certain place lightly, making him almost groan.

"Ms. Shen, don't be like this..."

Instead, Shen Weicang pinched his chest muscles maliciously:

"You have such a great figure. You must have put a lot of effort into training, right? You spend so much effort to train yourself to be so beautiful, isn't it just for others to see? Why can others see it but I can't?"

Zhou Yunli turned his head away: "Ms. Shen, I haven't shown it to anyone else. You are...you are the first one."

Shen Weicang raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

She leaned over him and put her face on his pectoral muscles:

"Say it again. I want to hear your heartbeat. If it's beating fast, you must be lying!"

Zhou Yunli became nervous. He wanted to control his pounding heart, but Shen Weicang clung to him so tightly that his body seemed to be directly controlled by her and he could no longer control it just because he wanted to.

He was hesitant to speak, Shen Weicang put his hand on his chest to prop him up, looked at him, and asked fiercely:

"Why don't you say anything? Are you afraid that I will hear that you are lying?!"

Zhou Yunli lay straight on the sofa, like a chaste and virtuous man who would rather die than surrender, and he didn't say a word.

The more he acted like this, the more Shen Weicang wanted to bully him: "You look barely ok, why don't you follow me? I can..."

After thinking about it, she made a big promise to Zhou Yunli: "I will cover all your expenses every month, and I can also give you a house."

Zhou Yunli was pleasantly surprised that Miss Shen actually wanted to be with him. It seemed that she really liked this kind of pretentiousness.

"I have an independent personality and my own job. How can I be supported by someone?"

Don’t want to be kept?

Shen Weicang's eyes lit up. Wouldn't it be fine if she didn't give him money?

She softened her tone and gently coaxed, "Don't worry, it's rare for me to meet someone I like so much, how could I bear to make you unhappy?"

Zhou Yunli looked at her, seeming a little unconvinced.

Shen Weicang's hands have been taking advantage of the situation and touching around:

"If you follow me, I won't stop you from finding a job, but since you are mine, you can't be a male model here and be touched by others. I will dislike it."

"I have never been touched by anyone," Zhou Yunli wanted to explain eagerly, but then he remembered his own personality and his tone became cold. "Ms. Shen, I am just a part-time waitress here. The foreman used my salary to force me to come here."

Shen Weicang said unreasonably:

"I don't care if you're a waiter or a male model. Anyway, after you follow me, you can't come to this club, nor can you go to bars or nightclubs. Do you understand?"

Zhou Yunli weighed the scale in his heart and showed an angry expression: "I didn't agree to be your lover, and you have no right to interfere with my freedom."

Shen Weicang snorted coldly, not taking his temper to heart:

"What else can you do if you don't agree to me? I've seen and touched you, so you're already mine. I'm giving you two choices now. Either you come back with me obediently, or I'll have my bodyguards tie you up and take you back."

As she spoke, she pretended to hit someone again: "Didn't the slap I gave you just now teach you a lesson? Or do you want to experience it again?"

Zhou Yunli gritted his teeth and said nothing. If Miss Shen really hit him again, his hand would definitely hurt.

His face was a little numb at that moment. Miss Shen must have used a lot of strength, so how could her hand not hurt.

He looked at Shen Weicang with a somewhat hopeless expression: "Ms. Shen really won't interfere with my work and studies?"

"Study?" Shen Weicang was a little confused, "Are you still in school?"

Zhou Yunli pursed his lips and said, "I'm a junior at Qingcheng University."

Shen Weicang blinked: "How old is a junior?"

"The 19th of next month is my 20th birthday."

Shen Weicang said "Oh", "Then you should call me sister, I am two years older than you."

As she spoke, she pinched Zhou Yunli's chin and made him look at her: "Scream so I can hear you."

Zhou Yunli stuttered: "Sister...sister."

Shen Weicang came over and kissed him somewhere, then smiled with satisfaction: "Brother, come home with me."