Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

Wang Can's face flushed, and he stammered, "It's just... honey... wasn't that a bit too much?"

The moment those words left his mouth, he was met with a cold glare from Zhang Haixia.

His face darkened, and his tone became displeased.

"You seem to really love meddling in other people's business?"

"What's it to you?"

Wang Can remained completely calm.

In fact, Wang Can is not against kissing.

Instead, they opposed Zhang Haixia for abusing his power for personal gain, using the opportunity of taking a photo to steal a girl's first kiss.

All right......

Another reason is that he wanted to...

While Wang Can was still in a daze, the "slap" finally landed.

"Snapped!"

He took a solid hit to the back of the head.

He thought it was Zhang Haixia and was about to get angry and fight back when he looked up and realized it was Shen Mingchao.

The engine went out instantly.

Shen Mingchao rolled his eyes, his face full of disgust: "What kind of filthy things are in your head? What are you thinking? I was just using a camera angle! Don't you understand what a camera angle is?"

Faced with Shen Mingchao's anger, Wang Can shrank back and said cowardly, "I know."

Borrowing space? He understood.

It means that from a certain angle, it looks real, but it's actually a fake action.

A fleeting moment of joy filled my heart.

As long as it wasn't a real kiss with Zhang Haixia, everything would be fine.

Yet, I felt a vague, inexplicable sense of loss.

It turned out to be fake.

If I film it myself later, will it all be fake?

Wang Can lowered his eyes, lost in his own thoughts, feeling depressed.

"Never mind him, let's continue." Zhang Haixia spoke up, loosely gripping his forearm, and stepped forward to bring Shen Mingchao back.

"Okay, just this one left."

After Shen Mingchao finished speaking, he put the phone back on the stand and set a timer.

Then he quickly stood in front of Zhang Haixia, stood on tiptoe, reached one hand to the back of the man's head and the other hand to the man's back.

The two people stand sideways, creating the illusion that they are kissing.

Although it's fake.

But Zhang Haixia's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

His gaze fell on the red lips so close to his own, and no one knew how much willpower he used to suppress his impulse.

too close.

Even the fragrance emanating from Shen Mingchao became stronger.

He must not act impulsively.

She can only be a prop for posing for photos.

Even so, he was satisfied.

"Okay, all done."

After taking several photos, Shen Mingchao looked at the pictures and smiled with satisfaction.

She turned her head immediately, intending to call Wang Can over, but found the man was in a daze.

"Hey? Partner, what are you spacing out for? Shrimp's done filming, it's your turn."

A clear female voice entered Wang Can's ears, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

Meeting Shen Mingchao's gaze, Wang Can immediately forgot all his emotions and replied, "Yes! I'm here!"

At this moment, the antagonistic personality has transformed into a people-pleasing personality.

This is a personality transformation unique to one person.

Wang Can subtly pushed Zhang Haixia aside, a small act of revenge.

Then, in a affected manner, she said, "Excuse me, please move aside. You're blocking my way. I need to take pictures now."

He then looked at Shen Mingchao and immediately lowered his voice.

"My lady~ I want all those positions you and he just did, not a single one can be missed!"

Shen Mingchao was looking down, selecting photos on his phone and deleting the unattractive ones.

Upon hearing Wang Can's words, his fingers suddenly paused.

No.

Why does this sound so strange?

It seems a bit ambiguous?

She shook her head, trying to clear the jumbled thoughts from her mind.

Never mind, taking photos is the priority. Let's finish taking photos as soon as possible so we can get to the end. She still needs to edit the photos and write the captions.

"Okay, okay," Shen Mingchao replied casually.

Wang Can was somewhat displeased and muttered under his breath, "You seem to be doing this a bit perfunctorily."

It wasn't quiet.

Shen Mingchao heard everything clearly. Her eyes widened, and her tone became more forceful: "Are you going to film or not? If you're going to film, then stop talking nonsense!"

"Take pictures, take pictures." Wang Can pouted, indignant on her own behalf: "I didn't say I wouldn't take pictures, why are you being so fierce? My face is so pretty now, and you're still being fierce to me, don't you have a conscience?"

An old, tired joke.

Shen Mingchao chuckled and concluded, "Looks like you really do spend a lot of time online."

"Of course." Wang Can raised an eyebrow smugly. "Even though I'm dead, I still have to keep up with the times. Otherwise, what if we have a generation gap?"

Shen Mingchao curled his lips and echoed the old joke: "What else can we do? Just let it be."

When taking photos, Shen Mingchao felt that Wang Can was more nervous than she had imagined, especially during the various intimate actions.

His body was as stiff as a piece of wood.

He no longer exuded the same confidence and ease he had when he said "no problem" before.

He's a complete greenhorn.

She couldn't help but say, "You..."

"W-What's wrong?" Wang Can looked up in a panic. "Did I pose wrong somewhere?"

Shen Mingchao sighed and directly reached out to press down Wang Can's hand that was hanging around her waist.

"Weren't you quite bold before?" she asked, somewhat puzzled. "Why are you so nervous this time? Like you've never seen a woman before. You know her inside and out, and now you're pretending to be innocent with me?"

"I never did..."

He stopped speaking halfway through his sentence, his eyes darting around.

He was certainly not pretending to be innocent.

Although he had never been with a woman, the Wang family was very disciplined, and his schedule was full every day, leaving him no free time to mess around, and he had no interest in it either.

But he's not so clueless as to be completely ignorant.

So, he's not nervous anymore.

But...

He was single-mindedly suppressing the surging restlessness within him.

Wang Can exhaled a breath of hot air, his mind filled with only one thought: he couldn't let Shen Mingchao notice anything amiss, or he would definitely suffer a terrible fate.

Getting beaten up is the least of your worries.

He didn't want to be called a "pervert".

Coincidentally, from his angle, he could make eye contact with Zhang Haixia, who had been watching them the whole time.

Who could resist provoking such a situation?

Wang Can tried his best to calm himself down, straightened his back, and slowly tightened his arms around Shen Mingchao, pulling him into his embrace. He lowered his head and whispered in his ear:

"Of course I haven't done it before, you should know that very well, so it's normal for me to be nervous."

"However," Wang Can suddenly changed the subject, starting to smear his rival, "if anyone is so intimate with their loved one without being nervous at all, but rather very calm, then I think that person must be an expert."

"Oh."

Upon hearing the word "veteran," Zhang Haixia sneered; how could he not know what was going on?

So that's what they came for.

"My lady, you should know whether I'm an expert or not."

After all, his life experiences were written down in black and white on paper.

It's clear at a glance, and perfectly innocent.

"But there's one thing I'm certain of," Zhang Haixia said, his eyes flashing coldly, "Anyone who can spread false rumors is definitely of questionable character."

As Shen Mingchao listened to the two men's sarcastic remarks, he had something on his mind that he didn't know whether he should say or not.

What is this?

Are two chickens pecking at each other?