She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

Chapter 384 Kind and Weak Jianghu No. 1 Beauty 16

"what do you want?"

Shen Weicang tilted his head to look at him. Wen Guihan must have never asked for anything from anyone like this before. His face was serious, but his eyes were trembling a little.

She thought it was funny, so she counted them one by one with her fingers, teasing him deliberately:

"I have quite a few hairpins, not only hairpins, but also hairpins, hairpins, hairpins, hair crowns, as well as rings, bracelets, armlets, necklaces..."

As she spoke, she raised her chin proudly and said, "Mr. Wen, just tell me what you want. I will pick out the ones you are tired of wearing and give them to you as a favor."

Wen Guihan looked at her tenderly, how could Cang Cang be so cute.

It seemed that as long as it was her, no matter what she said or did, she was so full of life, like willow branches swaying in the wind in spring, full of energy and vitality.

"As long as it's given by Cang Cang, I like it no matter what it is."

Shen Weicang thought of something, smiled with his hands covering his lips, his eyes full of ill intentions: "You said it, then I'll give you a whip, do you like it?"

whip?

Wen Guihan thought back to the day when he first met her, when she was holding a long whip tightly in her hand.

The long whip was very delicate. It was black in color, with a smooth handle, a circle of small bells and a circle of cute fluff. It was obvious that she liked it very much.

He was a little surprised: "Cang Cang, are you going to give me the whip you carry with you?"

He understood the significance of personal weapons very well, and he was so important in Cang Cang's heart.

Shen Weicang originally wanted to scare him, but she didn't expect that he would misinterpret her meaning like this.

She suddenly changed her mind. She thought that Wen Guihan's martial arts skills must be quite good, so she might as well let him teach her how to use a whip.

Although she could defeat Shen Zheng in Shenjia Village, she couldn't even defeat the bandits who were easily dealt with by Wen Guihan.

Once she has learned some moves, let's see who dares to be disrespectful to her.

Shen Weicang pretended to think, and put on a reluctant expression: "I can give you the whip, but you have to exchange it for something."

Wen Guihan shook his head: "Since this whip is Cang Cang's favorite thing, how can I take it away from you."

He could see Cang Cang's reluctance and heartache. She carried the whip with her almost every day. How could he really accept it when Cang Cang said it was a gift to her?

"No," Shen Weicang said loudly, "You must switch with me!"

She was already a little tired of playing with the whip and was about to ask Shen Zheng to make her a better-looking one. It was just right for her to give it to Wen Guihan.

Wen Guihan thought for a moment and said, "My personal sword is a bit heavy, I'm afraid it's not suitable for Cang Cang to use. How about I go back to Wenjian Villa and find a sword that suits you in exchange?"

Shen Weicang shook his head and said excitedly: "Gui Han, if you teach me how to use a whip, I will give it to you."

Teach Cang Cang to use a whip?

Wen Guihan nodded without hesitation: "Okay."

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The next day was New Year’s Eve.

Shen Zheng excitedly dressed himself up early in the morning, wearing a dark blue round-necked, wide-sleeved brocade robe and a black cloak.

His black hair was carefully pinned up with a jade hairpin, and some hair was deliberately left on both sides of his forehead. He felt that this made him look younger and less threatening.

In front of Shen Weicang, he always likes to play weak. This is an experience he has inadvertently summed up since childhood. Playing weak will reduce Cangcang's sense of alienation from him.

However, when they arrived at Shen Weicang's yard, Yudie said that she had not yet gotten up.

"Why is the Fifth Young Master here?"

Shen Zheng acted out his whole act, and acted well-behaved in front of Yudie and Yuying: "Sister promised to play with me today."

Yudie was a little embarrassed because the young lady had never told her that the fifth young master would come today.

If it was someone else, even Young Master Wen, she could let them go in and sit for a while, but the young lady seemed to be very annoyed with the Fifth Young Master, so she didn't dare to make the decision.

Shen Zheng saw her hesitation and smiled faintly: "It's okay, I'll wait for my sister outside the yard."

When Shen Weicang woke up, snowflakes started falling from the sky again.

After hearing Yudie's report, she was a little confused: "What is he doing here?"

"The fifth young master said that the young lady agreed to accompany him to play today."

Yesterday she promised that she would not hate Shen Zheng anymore, so she should naturally give up on playing with him. Why was he still thinking about her?

Shen Weicang wanted Yudie to chase him away, but then he changed his mind and said, "Let him wait for me in the ear room."

The first time Shen Zheng walked into Shen Weicang's yard, his heart was so excited that it seemed like it was going to jump out of his chest.

The side room was Shen Weicang's study. Yudie led him to sit down in a chair and poured him some hot tea. "The young lady just got up. Fifth Master, please wait for a moment."

Shen Zheng nodded slightly and she walked out.

The young man held the teacup in his hand, reluctant to let it go. He stood up and looked around the study room, then walked to the desk and took a look.

Most of the items on the antique shelf are vases and other ornaments, with a few books scattered around.

There was an official hat chair placed behind the desk, and the four treasures of the study were placed on the table. Judging from the appearance of the inkstone, it must be just a decoration. I'm afraid she hasn't come here to practice calligraphy since the beginning of winter.

Shen Zheng sipped the tea, imagining Cang Cang sitting in the official hat chair, copying calligraphy and reading a book, with soft eyes and brows.

Just as he was about to turn around, his eyes swept under the table and saw a piece of paper lying quietly in an inconspicuous corner.

I bent down to pick it up. On the paper should be the words copied by Shen Weicang.

"The cry of migrating geese and the flickering of the candle are like my tears of missing you."

Shen Zheng's heart was like a bell being rung by a monk in a temple. The echoes stirred his chest like ripples, making even his throat feel a little sore.

Although he knew clearly that these words had nothing to do with him, the word "征" on the paper and the sentiment contained in it made his eyes warm.

He couldn't help but imagine that this was written by Cang Cang for him. How nice it would be if they were not siblings.

But if his father had not taken him home that year, he would probably never have the chance to meet Cang Cang in this life.

It doesn’t matter, everything can be done slowly. Cang Cang’s attitude towards him has changed from extreme disgust to now being willing to let him into her yard in just five years.

He has plenty of time to slowly resolve these issues. He and Cang Cang will definitely overcome all obstacles and difficulties, and lovers will eventually get married.

There were footsteps outside. Shen Zheng folded the paper carefully and put it in his sleeve.

Shen Weicang just walked in. He didn't see him at first glance, but when he turned around, he found him standing by the table.

She didn't think much about it, and walked over with a smug look on her face: "What are you doing here? Are you here to admire the words I wrote?"

Shen Zheng said, "Sister, you copied my elder brother's calligraphy, it looks similar, but your calligraphy has more charm that my elder brother doesn't have."

Shen Weicang felt very useful. His words today were not as irritating as yesterday. It seemed that Shen Zheng just wanted to fight.

She also came over and picked up a piece of paper. Shen Zheng came over and said, "Sister's writing style is so natural and elegant. Even my eldest brother can't do that."

Shen Weicang was silent: "......"

If she had shown a piece of handwriting that she had written carefully, it would have been fine for Shen Zheng to praise her like that, because she knew that her handwriting was beautiful.

It just so happened that the words on this piece of paper were written when she was so sleepy that she was yawning all the time. The strokes of her pen were not graceful at all, but were shaking violently.

She suddenly got angry: "Shen Zheng, I didn't whip you when we met today, but you're itching to do it, right? How dare you provoke me?!"