I am not just a tycoon

Chapter 425: Chapter 313 The Gap Between Best Friends_2

“Shen Yuan, don’t do this, Bingying is still upstairs.”

Zhou Peiwei, holding two dumbbells in her hands, couldn’t push him away and could only try to stop him verbally.

But Shen Yuan was unyielding—as he gently rested his chin on her shoulder, his ten fingers played across her waist and thighs like a piano, causing her heart to flutter with every new inch they explored.

“Having just finished running, the moisture in your body has turned to sweat and is pouring out. What do you think she’s doing up there, and how long will it take?”

At his words, Zhou Peiwei immediately thought of something and shook her head lightly, “No matter what she is doing, you can’t do this. We’re just ordinary friends.”

“Is that all you want to be, just ordinary friends?”

Shen Yuan asked, lightly nibbling on her swan-like neck.

Zhou Peiwei clenched up, biting her lip and saying nothing. Questions like Shen Yuan’s were no different from asking if she liked him or not.

But the love she imagined wasn’t like this. It should be that after a period of interaction, based on mutual affection, the guy would make a surprise confession, and then the two would formally establish a relationship.

However, Shen Yuan hadn’t confessed to her, yet he wanted her to express her feelings first.

And, crucially, it seemed that Shen Yuan had many girls around him.

“You haven’t even said whether you like me or not.”

Zhou Peiwei pouted.

“What if I said I liked you?”

Shen Yuan didn’t answer but counter-questioned instead. Confessions weren’t an onrush signal but a victory march. Plus, once confessed, one would lose the initiative.

“So, do you like me or not?”

Zhou Peiwei really just wanted to know Shen Yuan’s true feelings. Whether he confessed or not was secondary; she was unsure if Shen Yuan liked her as a whole or only craved her body.

“What do you think?”

Shen Yuan said softly, “You’re the first girl to visit my home, the first to taste my cooking, and the first to come here for a workout. If you hadn’t brought Luo Bingying today, you would have been the only girl.”

“Really?”

Even though he didn’t say the word ‘like,’ his words had much more weight than ‘like,’ highlighting her special place in Shen Yuan’s heart at every turn.

“Of course it’s true.”

Shen Yuan lied as easily as breathing. The first to visit should have been Liew Menglu and her disciples, the first to taste his cooking should have been Shen Xuan—fried rice he made for her as a child—and the first to work out at his place was undoubtedly Ji Ya.

The key was that Zhou Peiwei believed him, her rosy cheeks flushed with satisfaction, “So, you’re saying you like me.”

Still a naive girl who has never been in love, always focusing on whether or not he likes her… Shen Yuan ignored her this time, gently placing his hands on her buttocks, “It’s best to massage after running, otherwise you’ll end up with stiff muscles.”

Zhou Peiwei blinked her beautiful eyes, “But shouldn’t you massage the calves or thighs instead?”

“What do you know, the butt is the most important to massage. Do you want your butt to get hard?”

“No, I want it to stay soft.”

Just as Zhou Peiwei finished speaking, she felt Shen Yuan’s palms squeeze her, her eyebrows furrowed, “Shen Yuan, are you sure this is how you’re supposed to massage? I suspect you’re taking advantage of me.”

“Hmm, I am taking advantage of you.”

Shen Yuan found the sports shorts in the way and simply pulled them down, only to discover the girlish pink protection underneath.

“Ah!”

“Shen Yuan!”

Zhou Peiwei cried out in surprise, not expecting that Shen Yuan, already touching her behind, would actually pull down her shorts.

She wanted to protect her own shorts, but she was holding dumbbells and was afraid of dropping them and damaging Shen Yuan’s floor.

“I know you like me, but this is going too far.”

Zhou Peiwei grimaced, “And here I was worrying about damaging your floor with the dumbbells.”

“What did I do? I just wanted to massage you more conveniently. Where is your mind going?”

Shen Yuan continued to misuse his cover, as the full moon in front of him was now only covered by pink protection. The pink, in contrast with her fair skin, made her buttocks look even fuller.

“You clearly aren’t. You just want to touch my butt.”

Zhou Peiwei puffed her cheeks, “You deliberately had me hold the dumbbells so you could do whatever you wanted. You knew I wouldn’t put them down, so you’re just exploiting my kindness!”

“Stop being stubborn.”

Shen Yuan didn’t indulge her. He moved from light to firm strokes across her buttocks, which felt great and were incredibly elastic due to the perfect curvature and amount of fat.

Zhou Peiwei started to feel something was off and let out soft moans, her legs involuntarily crossing over each other.

“Shen Yuan, have you touched enough? Bingying will be downstairs soon.”

She leaned into Shen Yuan’s arms, her gaze becoming hazy and her voice weak.

“It’s fine. If she comes downstairs, we’ll hear her footsteps.”

When it came to these prelude scenarios, Shen Yuan had a wealth of experience. There had been Mrs. Lin, followed by Lih Meng, so he had a grasp of the details.

“You’re so knowledgeable, such an experienced scumbag.”

Zhou Peiwei’s lips parted slightly, her breathing becoming erratic.

“It’s common sense. Find another reason to praise me next time.”

Shen Yuan set Zhou Peiwei’s dumbbells on the ground, then straightened her up to face him, looking down at her delicate face, “Want to kiss me?”

“Hmm, yes.”

Zhou Peiwei tilted her head and confidently voiced her desire.

Soon, their lips entwined, and Zhou Peiwei’s breath quickened, her chest heaving dramatically.

The secretion of hormones can temporarily make one lose their reason, and at least for Zhou Peiwei, this was the case. All thoughts of her friend upstairs or her undefined relationship with Shen Yuan were cast out of her mind.