My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 186: Honored to be a Girl’s Youth

Chapter 186: Chapter 186: Honored to be a Girl’s Youth

The man stared at her, his gaze growing deeper.

Fu Ying’s voice gradually weakened, turning into whimpers.

Fu Ying secretly swore in her heart that she would never dare to make him jealous again because he had only one way to resolve issues.

Fu Ying clutched her chest, her eyes watery, as his hand movements continued.

Eventually, the feeling became unbearable and she couldn’t help but sob.

"I’ve only ever liked you," he said.

Then, he leaned in to kiss her again, blocking her fragmented whimpers.

"Little one, I can be persuaded with gentleness but not coercion, understand?"

Tears of discomfort started falling from Fu Ying’s eyes as she struggled hard to dodge his hands.

But he, a trained firefighter, was not someone Fu Ying could contend with; she was pinned down on the bed, helplessly.

In the end, she cried and showed her weakness.

"Brother, I was wrong, actually, it was a young man using my account for online dating and even met up with someone."

In the end, Fu Ying, carrying guilt and feeling uneasy, shifted the blame onto that young man.

"Brother, stop it, I’m feeling really bad."

"Brother, can you move your hand?"

The little girl’s voice was extremely soft, filled with petulance, as she gasped heavily.

Her bullied eyes reddened as she hugged him, continuously showing weakness in his ear.

Shen Liguang’s dark eyes deepened, his lips curved, and his hot kisses landed on her neck, not sparing her.

Fu Ying took a deep breath, tightly hugging him, gasping in his ear, ultimately her neck unconsciously tilted back, she bit her lips tightly, ashamed and wishing she could just vanish.

He pulled out a tissue to wipe his hands.

Fu Ying hugged the blanket, huddling up, feeling quite embarrassed.

Shen Liguang glanced at her, she curled up into a ball, quickly looking away after catching his gaze.

He silently curved his lips, kissing her lightly on the lips, then got up to wash his hands.

Fu Ying bit her lips tightly, feeling deeply ashamed from the bottom of her heart.

How could this man be like this?

Fu Ying covered her head with the blanket, her cheeks flushed, she closed her eyes; perhaps due to the excitement just now, she unknowingly fell asleep.

The man dried his fingers, walked to the bedroom, saw how tightly she wrapped herself up, frowned and pulled off the blanket, tucking her in properly.

The little one fell asleep, with each breath, came a faint snoring sound.

Shen Liguang lit a cigarette, leaning on the bed continuing to browse her social media.

He didn’t find it pretentious or non-mainstream, he thought these texts were meaningful, just like her diary, worthy of being cherished.

Shen Liguang moved his eyes slightly, it had been about five or six years since he last posted anything, today he posted his first one.

After much thought, he wrote down this sentence: It’s an honor to be a girl’s entire youth.

That night, Fu Ying didn’t know what time he went to sleep.

The bedside lamp kept a faint light on, he sat there looking at his phone.

He didn’t know when exactly, but he turned off the light, reached out to pull her into his arms, cherishingly kissing her all over.

Fu Ying was too sleepy to open her eyes, letting him do as he wished.

However, even in summer, despite the air-conditioning, being tightly held by the man was still hot, Fu Ying moved away from his hands to the side, but was pulled back into his arms.

The man was almost pathologically pulling her hard into his embrace, as if wanting to merge her into his body.

Fu Ying couldn’t break free, so she just cuddled in his arms, leaning against his chest.

His heartbeat was very fast.

Thumping powerfully.

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Afterwards, life went on smoothly; she focused on her studies, while the man was busy shuttling around his jurisdiction every day.

His younger brother, having spent a year idly after graduation, was suggested by Fu Mingchuan to work in the company. Without any objections, he obediently went.

Fu Mingchuan was surprised for a long time, never expecting his youngest son to be so compliant. After all, despite appearing unreliable, he had his moments of seriousness.

With an elder and a baby at home to take care of, Xia Jinyun alone couldn’t handle everything. Therefore, Wen Qing quit her job to help out at home with the baby.

Fu Mingchuan hired a babysitter to allow Xia Jinyun to slowly resume her work.

Lin Lishan was preparing for her graduate studies in a different field, so she was rather busy and sometimes skipped meals at the cafeteria.

Fu Ying, feeling sorry for her, occasionally brought her some food.

When she saw Fu Ying arrive, Lin Lishan stood up to stretch her muscles: "What time is it?"

"Six o’clock."

Lin Lishan took the food and took a bite: "I didn’t even realize it was evening already, time flies when you’re busy."

Fu Ying sighed: "You should also pay attention to balancing work and rest."

"Sure, I know, sis."

Lin Lishan’s face was haggard, and she had visibly lost weight, looking as if a gust of wind might blow her over.

Before leaving, Fu Ying went to the campus store to buy her more food. It was eight o’clock in the evening when she headed home, and Lin Lishan was still in the library.

While walking, Fu Ying received a money transfer and a playful emoji from Lin Lishan.

Fu Ying smiled and reminded her to rest well and not overwork herself.

She obediently replied with an "okay," obviously brushing it off lightly.

A few boys were playing basketball in the campus field. As Fu Ying hurriedly walked past, intending to go home, a basketball flew towards her, accompanied by a shout, "Classmate, watch out!"

Fu Ying looked up to see Jin Can standing in front of her, reaching out to stop the basketball.

The boy who threw the ball came over, and Jin Can tossed it back to him. He caught it clumsily and apologized with an embarrassed face, "Classmate, I’m sorry, I almost hit you."

Fu Ying shook her head: "It’s fine."

"Sister Can, are you okay?"

Jin Can shook her head, saying nothing.

The boy returned to the court to play with friends, the tail of their youthful, sunny energy.

"Sister Jin Can, did it hit you?" Fu Ying checked her hands.

Jin Can smiled: "No."

"Thank you for just now."

"It’s nothing, do you have time to take a walk?"

"Yeah." Fu Ying nodded.

The school’s main avenue was long and quiet, typically devoid of cars.

Both sidewalks were occupied by students, chatting in small groups while walking and discussing entertaining topics.

Fu Ying spoke up first, "My little brother really likes you."

"Likable or not, it’s useless. I’ve been in relationships before; they all start with liking." Jin Can laughed, finding the concept of love ludicrous.

Fu Ying nodded.

That was also true.

Although she and Shen Liguang were each other’s first love and things had gone smoother than expected, she had seen others breaking up and getting back together.

"But it’s rare to see my little brother so serious."

Jin Can was pensive and silent.

"But I’m not here to speak well of Fu Yan on his behalf. In matters of love, the third party can’t intervene. If you genuinely don’t like him, whatever others say is useless."

Fu Ying smiled, her face softened by the fading sunlight.

Jin Can nodded, "I know you’re not here to speak on Fu Yan’s behalf."

The road seemed endless, with no visible end. Fu Ying and Jin Can talked a lot, and it was almost ten o’clock when she got home.