I am not just a tycoon

Shen Yuan gently patted her soft back: "Alright, alright, everything as you wish, not just one day and night, 7 days and 7 nights are fine too."

"Really?"

"Guaranteed genuine."

Fang Minhui furrowed her brows in thought: "Hmm... but 7 days seem too cheap for you."

"Heh, neither one of us is losing out."

"True, that makes sense."

Fang Minhui obediently rested her head on Shen Yuan's chest, her expression filled with disbelief: "But are you sure you're not fooling me? You're so busy."

"Of course not. This time I'm planning to take you on a trip to Japan."

"Japan?"

Fang Minhui immediately let go of Shen Yuan, her beautiful eyes sparkling with excitement, "Yuan Babe, you're not lying to me, are you? You want to take me on a trip to Japan?"

"Mhm."

"Ahh, Yuan Babe, I love you, I love you, give me a kiss... mua!"

Fang Minhui couldn't contain herself anymore, pressing Shen Yuan's lips against her own moist, pink ones.

"Let me think, what fun places are there in Japan... hmm... Mount Fuji, Hokkaido, Akihabara, Skytree Tower, Osaka, Nara..."

"You seem to know quite a lot about Japan."

Shen Yuan realized not only Ji Ya but also the class belle were familiar with its tourist spots.

"I used to watch a lot of Japanese dramas and anime, and you must have seen them too."

Fang Minhui hopped on the spot twice in excitement, her 36D bosom likewise bouncing, even more lively than Fang Minhui herself, and with a greater amplitude.

This little sprite, even her inadvertent movements are so enticing. Her tender early twenties skin instills in others an overwhelming desire to conquer on the spot.

Shen Yuan restrained himself from looking at the class belle's supple figure, and asked, "What have you watched, those teachers who preach by example?"

Fang Minhui puffed up her cheeks: "No, I mean those animes, Dragon Ball, Slam Dunk, Prince of Tennis, you haven't seen them?"

Shen Yuan grinned: "I have seen them, who didn't follow them as a kid, but I've pretty much forgotten all the storylines."

Fang Minhui gave him a sidelong glance: "Hmph, your head is filled with those things."

Shen Yuan wrapped his arm around her slender waist, gently caressing: "Can't help it, seeing you makes my thoughts drift there, isn't that right, my little test tube?"

As he spoke, he even reached down to her buttocks, feeling the firmness and softness of a dancer's lifted hips.

The touch was superb, the feel was warmly soft, the resilience was perfect.

Fang Minhui exclaimed in surprise: "Ah, we haven't closed the shop yet, careful or someone might see!"

Shen Yuan whispered in her ear: "Little test tube, what should you call me, remember?"

Fang Minhui turned her head away in shame and indignation: "You wish!"

"Heh, last time during the video call you were L chatting with me......"

Upon hearing this, Fang Minhui quickly cut him off, her eyes evasively looking elsewhere: "Stop, who L chatted with you, don't talk nonsense."

"Heh, you may have forgotten but I haven't, cutting off in the key moment."

Shen Yuan remembered clearly, during that time the two of them had a video call in the bathroom, and just when he was about to see what was underneath the bra, this little test tube unexpectedly hung up the call.

Fang Minhui pouted her tender lips: "Hmph, who told you not to come and see me for so long."

"Okay, then you retaliate against me, this time I will retaliate too."

Shen Yuan said as he began to undress her.

Fang Minhui hurriedly ducked inside, retreating while batting his hands: "Ah, Yuan Babe, but we haven't closed the door yet!"

"Then go close the door."

"Hmph, you meanie, always bullying me!"

Fang Minhui stamped her foot, tidied up her collar, and then said: "But this is a flower shop, shall we go home instead?"

"I'd like to do it here."

Shen Yuan looked around, raised his eyebrows, and said: "Let these flowers witness their Mother of Flowers in disarray."

"You're such a pervert!"

Fang Minhui protested with her mouth, but still went over to shut the electronic gate, and turned off the store's security cameras as well.

However, thinking about how long it had been since they last saw each other, plus her period had just ended a few days ago, and now in the flower shop, her heart was still thumping with excitement.

Today Fang Minhui dressed rather simply, in tight-fitting jeans that flared at the bottom, paired with a pair of white sneakers, outlining her long legs.

The upper body was a fitting black short sleeve.

With her body type, wearing clothes that are too loose isn't advisable because it can make her look bulky, so it has to be either fitting or worn with tight inner garments.

Black is slimming; unless you look closely or from the side, Shen Yuan pulled her into his arms, and gently bit her cheek: "Little test tube, how do you want daddy to punish you?"

Fang Minhui's cheeks blushed, involuntarily writhing: "You're not my daddy."

"Heh, soon you'll be calling me daddy."

Shen Yuan lifted her black T-shirt, but just as the pink bra was being exposed, Fang Minhui grabbed his hand.

"Can we go to the rest area inside."

When the shop was being renovated, Fang Minhui had considered that sometimes she would take naps there, so there was also a rest area inside with a bed and some chairs.

"No, I want to ravage my class belle in front of all these flowers."

Shen Yuan gently let go of her hand and continued lifting the T-shirt, revealing pale milk-white skin.

Fang Minhui shyly turned her head away, while Shen Yuan reached out to feel.

It was as if touching a freshly peeled egg, smooth and moisturized.

Especially beneath the pink bra, the lines were like smooth parabolas, full and firm, possessing both a reserved beauty and a unique allure.

"They must have missed me."

Shen Yuan said softly.

"Stop looking, Yuan Babe, they really miss you..."

Fang Minhui opened her lips gently, took the initiative to pull his hand over, and the following sensation was of throbbing and tension.

Honestly, even when she showered, she would try to touch and knead, but it could never match the effect of Shen Yuan's hands.