Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 47 Dressed
As soon as Qu Yanci sat down, Ruby came over and rubbed against his ankle.

"Ruby, stop rubbing against me." Shen Guining bent down and carried it back to its nest.

The little guy seems to really like Mr. Qu; he clings to him every time he sees him.

Qu Yanci leaned back relaxedly, "Keep it at home, and have the nanny come over to feed it every day."

Shen Guining sat back down next to him and asked, "Will you come over when you have time?"

Qu Yanci tilted his head. "What?"

Shen Guining blinked. "If you come over, I can video call you."

Qu Yanci twitched his lips and chuckled softly.

I video-called him to see the dog.

"You're using me as a phone stand," he bluntly stated.

"No," Shen Guining quickly changed her tune. "I missed you, and I also wanted to see Ruby, is that alright?"

Qu Yanci raised his hand and pinched her chin. "Are you sure you miss me?"

His deep gaze looked into her eyes. "Lying will make you ugly, Shen Guining."

The deep, slow bass scrapes against the eardrums like gritty sand, with a unique grainy texture.

He rarely called her by her name. The three words were just ordinary words, but when he said them, they inexplicably sent chills down her spine.

Feeling guilty, Shen Guining's eyelashes fluttered slightly. "Isn't it supposed to have a long nose?"

Qu Yanci raised an eyebrow slightly, "Have you grown?"

"No." Shen Guining pushed his hand away. "So, can we video call?"

"It depends," Qu Yanci said in a calm tone.

Shen Guining knew that this meant he was agreeing, and she smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Qu."

I hope that lying to become ugly and having a long nose are all fake.

Qu Yanci lowered his eyes and noticed the pearl bracelet on her wrist. "Don't you like the bracelet I gave you?"

Shen Guining explained, "It's not that I don't like it, it's just too expensive, and it's a bit flashy to wear it normally."

Things that never belonged to her should be returned to their rightful owner, so they must be kept safe.

Qu Yanci raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Shen Guining didn't miss the barely perceptible fatigue in his eyes. "Mr. Qu, are you very tired? Shall I give you a massage?"

Qu Yanci was quite surprised, as few people asked him if he was tired.

Seeing that he did not refuse, Shen Guining got up and knelt on one knee on the sofa, leaned closer, and gently massaged his temples with her fingertips.

The little girl's hands were soft, and her movements were slow, with her fingertips making circles.

The delicate scent of roses emanating from her body wafted into my nostrils, gentle and subtle, blending into my breath.

After pressing for a few minutes, she stopped and asked, "Is it any better?"

Qu Yanci suppressed the itch rising in his throat and hummed in agreement. "Alright, go to sleep now."

Shen Guining nodded, said goodnight to him, and then went back to her room.

Qu Yanci's eyes were dark and deep, and under the porcelain white light, the outline of his crotch was bulging.
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Two days before the performance, Shen Guining flew to Shanghai with her team.

This was her first time here. Although the temperature wasn't as low as in Beijing, it had rained heavily a few days ago, and the air was damp and cold, the chill penetrating to her bones.

On the way to the hotel by taxi, several colleagues complained.

"Why is the weather like this? I was planning to visit some nearby attractions after the show."

"I saw in the weather forecast that it might rain for the next few days, so how am I supposed to go to the amusement park?"

"The park is full of umbrellas and crowds, and there aren't many attractions to experience, so it's better not to waste your money."

Shen Guining felt a little dizzy and remained silent as she leaned against the car window.

Lou Jingshu noticed that Gui Ning's complexion was not good. "Gui Ning, are you feeling unwell?"

Shen Guining said in a low voice, "I might not be used to it yet."

"Go back to the hotel and get a good night's sleep."

"Ah."

It's an hour's drive to the booked hotel.

The company booked single rooms for them. After checking in, everyone took their room keys and went back to their rooms.

Shen Guining felt really unwell, so she went back to her room and went to bed.

I slept for three hours, but instead of getting better, I started vomiting in the evening. I felt completely exhausted, like a wilted cabbage.

I only ate one airplane meal all day, and after vomiting a few times, my stomach felt empty, and I had a slight abdominal pain.

It's probably a combination of a cold and symptoms of not being used to the new environment.

In a daze, I heard my phone vibrate twice next to my ear.

She had just vomited a while ago and was still awake. With her eyes half-closed, she reached for her phone on the pillow, unlocked it with her fingerprint, and opened the unread messages.

Through my blurry vision, I saw a WeChat message from Mr. Qu.

Have you arrived at the hotel yet?

A typhoon may hit Shanghai in a couple of days, so please be careful when going out.

Shen Guining opened her eyes and typed a reply while lying on her side.

We've arrived at the hotel.

I don't think I'm fitting in well here.

After sending it, he also attached a weak and powerless emoji.

Half a minute later, the phone rang.

Shen Guining had just closed her eyes, her phone still clutched in her hand, when she heard it vibrate. She opened her eyes again, pressed the answer button, and held the phone to her ear, "Mr. Qu..."

Her voice was soft and weak, without any strength.

"You have a cold?" Qu Yanci asked.

"I don't know either. I felt unwell as soon as I got off the plane. It might be due to the change in environment. I threw up several times."

"Are there any other symptoms?"

"My stomach hurts a little." "Send me the hotel address and room number, and I'll have a doctor come over to take a look at you."

“Okay.” Shen Guining didn’t refuse, because there was a rehearsal tomorrow and a performance the night after tomorrow, and she didn’t want to hold the team back.

About forty minutes after I hung up the phone, someone knocked on the door.

Shen Guining threw off the covers, got out of bed, and went to open the door in her disposable slippers.

The woman who arrived was a middle-aged female doctor with neat short hair, carrying a medical kit. "Are you Miss Shen? Mr. Qu asked me to come."

Shen Guining stepped back to make room for him. "Yes, that's me. Please come in."

The doctor entered the room, placed his medical kit on the table, and took out his stethoscope. "Ms. Shen, let me examine you first."

"It's troublesome."

Shen Guining cooperated with a preliminary examination, and the doctor, based on her symptoms, confirmed that it was simply a case of acclimatization issues caused by a cold.

"I'll prescribe some medicine for you, three times a day. Pay attention to your diet these few days, as your stomach is quite sensitive. Try to eat light meals to avoid vomiting."

"Okay, thank you." Shen Guining got up and saw the doctor to the door.

Just then, a staff member came over and handed her a takeout bag with the words "Porridge Shop" on it. "Ms. Shen, this is your order."

Shen Guining accepted it and thanked him.

It's easy to guess that Mr. Qu ordered it for her.

She closed the door, returned to the bedside, picked up her phone, and sent a WeChat message to Qu Yanci: "The doctor came, and I received the porridge. Thank you, Mr. Qu."

Qu Yanci: [Do not take medicine on an empty stomach.]

Shen Guining: [Mm.]

After replying to the message, she put down her phone, opened the takeout packaging bag, and found that it contained not a plastic lunchbox but an insulated container.

Shen Guining had heard of this porridge shop; it was quite popular online, recommended by many food bloggers, and even featured on food recommendation programs. However, the shop never offered delivery, resulting in it being packed with customers, and many people couldn't get a table even if they wanted to eat there.

Indeed, Mr. Qu was capable of anything.

The lid was opened, and steaming hot vapor rose out, releasing the delicate aroma of the meat slices into the air.

Shen Guining drank a small bowl of porridge, which made her stomach feel better.

After resting for half an hour, she took her medicine.

I was up until 10 p.m., then took a shower and went to bed.

I felt much better the next day, so it didn't affect rehearsals, and the actual performance went smoothly afterwards.

Afterwards, everyone had a meal together. It was quite late when they returned to the hotel, so Shen Guining didn't disturb Qu Yanci.

The last day was free with no plans, but the weather was bad, so most people chose to stay in the hotel and not go anywhere.

Adhering to the principle of "since I'm already here," Shen Guining still went to a nearby shopping mall and bought some local specialties and snacks from Shanghai.

On her way back, she passed a custom suit shop, stopped, thought for a moment, and went inside.

The store offers a wide variety of suits, and the sample garments worn by the mannequins are clearly made of high-quality fabric with fine texture.

The sales clerk approached with a smile and asked, "Hello ma'am, would you like to have a suit custom-made or buy ready-made clothing?"

Shen Guining looked around and said, "I want to buy a tie."

Mr. Qu has too many suits, and they are all custom-made. She doesn't know his size, so she can only buy him a tie.

The sales clerk then asked, "Is this for your boyfriend? I can recommend something to you."

Shen Guining hesitated for two seconds, then nodded slightly.

The sales assistant introduced to her: "Take a look at these patterns. The dark twill is more calm and understated, the light print is more casual and fashionable, and this plaid is very classic and suitable for everyday wear. They are all very suitable for young men."

Shen Guining picked out a gray tie with a subtle pattern. "Please wrap this up for me, thank you."

A business style suits Mr. Qu better.

Shop assistant: "Okay, just a moment."

After shopping, we returned to the hotel.

That evening, after taking a shower, Shen Guining lay in bed scrolling through her phone.

I haven't seen Ruby for several days, I wonder if the little one has been behaving well.

It's just past nine o'clock, the time should be perfect for a video call.

She switched to WeChat and sent Qu Yanci a message: 【Mr. Qu, are you at the apartment?】

After waiting a few minutes, Qu Yanci replied: 【Mm.】

Shen Guining: [Are you free to take video calls right now?]

Qu Yanci: [Yes.]

With permission granted, Shen Guining immediately initiated a video call.

When the connection is established, a pop-up window appears on the screen.

The camera on Qu Yanci's side is a rear-facing camera, in the apartment living room.

Ruby was lying on the carpet, amusing herself by playing with a ball.

I haven't seen it for a few days, and it seems to have grown a bit.

“Ruby!” Shen Guining called out to it.

The little guy heard the sound, raised his head, looked around, and then let out a soft "Aww..."

Shen Guining lay on the bed, her left hand supporting her chin, and said with a smile, "Ruby, I'll go back tomorrow."

Qu Yanci's gaze fell on the video. The little girl was wearing long-sleeved pajamas with cartoon animal designs and a slightly low neckline, revealing a hint of her cleavage as she moved.

The full curves are more pronounced, and the skin is fair and delicate.

He's quite thin, but all his fat has grown in the right places.

The man's eyes were dark, his throat felt dry and itchy, and he raised his hand to unbutton his shirt collar.

The camera panned, Ruby disappeared from the screen, and Qu Yanci's face was nowhere to be seen either. Shen Guining asked suspiciously, "Mr. Qu?"

Qu Yanci's Adam's apple bobbed as he lowered his voice to remind her, "Get dressed."

Shen Guining was stunned for a moment, looked down, and her face instantly turned red. She quickly covered her chest.

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