Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 69 I Can't Solve It
His hot breath sprayed onto her skin, enveloping her forcefully.

Shen Guining opened her mouth, and his mouth was filled with his.

The tip of the tongue enters and entangles with it.

Qu Yanci held her by the back of the neck, his fingertips caressing her delicate skin.

Her long hair was spread out on the fluffy bedding, the overhead light shone directly on her head, and her wet eyes were tinged with a hazy mist.

His breathing was rapid, alternating between light and heavy.

The pajamas were thin, and the soft, silky fabric couldn't keep out the burning body heat.

The kisses moved to her earlobe, neck, and collarbone.

Long, well-defined fingers unbuttoned the collar.

Shen Guining trembled slightly as she recalled what happened last time, opening her misty eyes to accuse him, "You bit me hard last time..."

Qu Yanci raised an eyebrow slightly, feigning ignorance as he asked, "Where did you bite?"

Shen Guining blushed and murmured softly, "You know where you bit."

"Rub it." He skillfully unbuttoned the clasp.

Shen Guining pursed her lips.

It's from the last bite, there's no need to rub it for so long.

Qu Yanci lowered his head and kissed her eyes, "I apologize for scaring you last time."

Shen Guining's eyelashes fluttered, and her voice was sweet and coquettish, "Then, be gentle."

"Ah."

Afraid that the light would dazzle her eyes, Qu Yanci got up and turned off the overhead light, replacing it with the bedside wall lamp.

In the center of the bed, the sounds of kissing rose and fell, tender and lingering.

The little girl curled up softly in his arms.

It's very sensitive to touch.

The shirt and pajamas were thrown off the bed and piled up haphazardly.

Realizing things were spiraling out of control, Shen Guining called out to him in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Qu..."

Qu Yanci stopped what he was doing and carefully examined her features. "Are you scared?"

Knowing what he was asking, Shen Guining bit her lip shyly and gently shook her head.

Qu Yanci grabbed her hand and pulled it down to her waistband. "Then help me untie it."

My fingertips touched the cold leather buckle, and I couldn't help but shiver.

Shen Guining froze, then stammered, "But...there's no that here..."

Qu Yanci kissed the corner of her lips, squeezed her hand, and said in a low voice, "I know, so Ningning will have to make do today."

Ningning...

I've never heard him use such an affectionate nickname before.

It sounds completely different from how others call it.

It's absolutely bewitching.

Shen Guining's hands trembled.

I've never studied men's belt buckles before, so I don't understand why they're so hard to undo. I tried for ages but couldn't get it right.

"I can't untie it..."

Qu Yanci sighed, touched the inner buckle, easily untied it, and the zipper slid down.
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Shen Guining was covered in sweat, and his bath was all for nothing.

Qu Yanci carried her to the bathroom.

He squeezed out a pump of hand sanitizer, applied it to the little girl's hands, rubbed them, and rinsed them thoroughly.

Shen Guining was wearing his shirt at the moment; his pajamas were stained and unwearable.

Qu Yanci wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, their eyes meeting in the mirror. Shen Guining seemed to be burned and hurriedly moved away.

She withdrew her hand and said softly, "I want to take a shower."

"Go."

"But I don't have any pajamas."

"Wear a shirt to sleep." Qu Yanci lowered his head and kissed her neck, his breath hot. "Or, you don't have to wear one."

Shen Guining scolded him, "I want to wear it."

Qu Yanci chuckled lightly with pleasure.

Shen Guining pressed against his slightly trembling chest, blushing and remaining silent.

When she came out after taking another shower, the sheets and blankets had been changed.

Qu Yan has gone to the adjacent bedroom to take a shower and hasn't returned yet.

After all that fuss, Shen Guining yawned and felt sleepy. She climbed into bed and fell asleep soon after.

Later, I drifted off to sleep in a warm embrace.

The little girl sleeps very peacefully.

Qu Yanci held her in his arms, his gaze fixed on her face. They had only known each other for four months, yet she had somehow managed to steal his heart.

She's like a little fox spirit; every smile and frown is captivating.

I never imagined that my emotions would be affected by a little girl.

Hearing that she was sick made me worried, and that night I even drove to the theater entrance without realizing it.

Reason told him that he should cut his losses in time; being emotionally manipulated meant he had a weakness.

But when she cried, he couldn't help but soften.

When has he ever been a soft-hearted person?

Perhaps this girl is a nemesis sent by God.
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The next morning, Shen Guining woke up naturally.

The curtains were drawn, and the room was dimly lit.

She sat up in bed, finding the bedside empty.

Beneath the loose shirt collar, skin was mottled and covered with hickeys.

After calming down, memories of last night flooded back into my mind.

What a shame.

She had initially prepared herself, but after what happened yesterday, she's now a little hesitant because... well, that part of him is a bit too...

Unspeakable.

She was afraid she would overeat.

She shook off the colorful, chaotic thoughts in her mind, threw back the covers, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After changing my clothes, I left the bedroom.

In the hallway, the Filipino maid was cleaning early in the morning, carefully wiping the paintings and decorations on the walls.

"Good morning, Miss Stella. Breakfast is ready. Would you like to have some now?"

Shen Guining nodded, then asked, "Where did Mr. Qu go?"

"The master is in the study."

Qu Yanci was busy, so she didn't disturb him and went to the restaurant to have breakfast by herself.

The sumptuous Hong Kong-style breakfast was specially made for Shen Guining.

She ate two egg tarts, a pineapple bun, and a few shrimp dumplings, completely filling her stomach. Then, she went out for a stroll with her unfinished milk tea in hand.

I was so frightened by the gunfire yesterday that I haven't had a proper look at the manor yet.

There is a large garden of several hundred square meters at the entrance, covered with vegetation, lush greenery, and abundant flowers and leaves. In the middle, there is an artificial lake where many koi are raised.

Behind the villa is a helipad, where helicopters are still parked.

A hunting dog crouched by the black and gold gate, barking wildly at Shen Guining, "Woof woof woof—"

The bodyguard stopped him in time, saying, "Calm down."

Shen Guining took two steps back and patted his chest.

That's so fierce. Ruby is much cuter.

I originally only planned to let the little guy stay at the pet store for two days, but now he might have to stay for a few more days.

She felt guilty towards Ruby.

However, the shop assistant sends Ruby photos and videos every day, and the little one is very well-behaved and doesn't fuss.

A gardener came today to tend to the flowerbeds and lawn; there's an area that needs to be replanted with flowers.

When Qu Yanci finished his work and came out, he saw the little girl squatting there playing in the mud.

He stepped forward, stopping behind Shen Guining, and spoke condescendingly: "Looking for work to do yourself?"

Shen Guining had just planted a seed when she heard the sound, turned around, looked up at him, and said with a smile, "I'm just killing time."

The gardener spoke up again: "Miss Stella, we'll take care of the rest."

It's unreasonable to take money and then expect the employer to do the work.

"Okay." Shen Guining patted the dirt off her hands and stood up.

The Filipino maid, with great perceptiveness, handed over a clean towel.

Qu Yanci took it, grasped the little girl's wrist, and wiped it clean for her.

The wiping motion was exceptionally meticulous, even taking care of the spaces between the fingers.

Shen Guining couldn't help but recall that he had helped her wash her hands in the same way last night.

Qu Yanci threw the dirty towel into the trash can next to him. "I have to go to the company for work this afternoon. I'll go out with you tomorrow."

Shen Guining asked, "Can I go with you?"

Knowing she was bored, Qu Yanci pondered for a moment, "We need a secretary, would you like to be the one?"

"What to do?"

She's not good at things that require too much expertise.

"Make coffee and deliver documents."

Shen Guining nodded. "It's that simple, I can do it."