Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 77 Do you miss me, baby?
The sound cavity passed through the earpiece, mixed with the "patter" of rain and the noise of passing vehicles, making it difficult to hear clearly.

Shen Guining stopped in her tracks, and before she could react, a dark shadow fell over her head.

The raindrops were completely blocked, and tiny water droplets splashed on the black umbrella surface.

A tall, imposing figure stood before her, a delicate, refreshing fragrance wafting past her nose.

The call had ended, and a familiar low voice came into my ears, "What are you standing there for? You're all wet."

Shen Guining looked up at him blankly, "Weren't you abroad?"

"You're back ahead of schedule." Qu Yanci put his arm around her shoulder and led her towards the hotel.

The umbrella tilted towards Shen Guining.

The man's shoulder was half wet, and the girl looked slender and petite next to his 1.9-meter frame. The little dog walked obediently at his feet, occasionally raising its head to look at him.

In the wisps of rain, their figures, walking hand in hand, were a particularly pleasing sight.

Back in his room, Qu Yanci casually placed the umbrella in the corner by the door and closed the door.

Shen Guining noticed a darker patch on the left side of his coat. "Are you going to take a shower?"

"Okay." Qu Yanci called the driver to bring the clothes up.

Shen Guining didn't get very wet, but Ruby got wet after stepping in the water and her fur got soaked.

She found a towel to wipe the little guy down, and then used a hairdryer to dry him.

After Qu Yanci finished his call, she said, "You go ahead and wash. I'll take your clothes in when they arrive."

“Okay.” He took off his coat and turned to go into the bathroom.

About ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Shen Guining went to open the door.

The driver delivered the items and left.

The handbag contained a bathrobe, a set of black loungewear, and underwear.

Shen Guining's face flushed slightly. She took out her bathrobe and underwear, walked to the bathroom door, and knocked.

"It's not locked," a low voice came from behind the frosted glass door.

She turned the doorknob and pushed the door open a crack, letting out damp steam.

Before I could even speak, my wrist was grabbed as I reached my arm in.

With his strong arms, he pulled her into the bathroom and held her tightly in his embrace.

Shen Guining cried out in surprise, her forehead bumping into Qu Yanci's chest.
He was soaking wet, and he just held her like that.

Water vapor rises and heat permeates the air.

Shen Guining was scalded by his body heat and scolded him playfully, "You've gotten me wet."

"Let's shower together." Qu Yanci lowered his head and whispered in her ear, his voice slightly hoarse, "I don't mind if you get me wet."

Shen Guining's ears burned, and her curled eyelashes trembled slightly, like the fluttering wings of a butterfly.

The temperature in the bathroom can slow down one's thoughts.

In a daze, her clothes were taken off and carelessly thrown on the ground.

Qu Yanci easily lifted her up by her hips.

Shen Guining instinctively hooked her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist.

I've personally experienced how strong and powerful his core strength is.

Qu Yanci pressed his right hand on the back of the girl's neck, his thin lips kissed her, parting her lips and teeth, and seizing her tongue.

Shen Guining had no support and could only cling to him.

My mouth was enveloped by the scorching heat.

His breathing was disordered, and faint gurgling sounds of water escaped his lips.

She was kissed until her bones went weak, and she leaned weakly on Qu Yanci's shoulder, panting.

A hot breath filled my ear, "Did you miss me, baby?"

He gently bit her earlobe.

Shen Guining tensed up sensitively.

Qu Yanci gently patted her bottom, "Why aren't you saying anything?"

Shen Guining trembled slightly, her red lips parted slightly, "I want to..."

"Want it?"

"……want."

"Good girl." Qu Yanci carried her out to get something.

It turns out there was a small box at the bottom of the tote bag.

Shen Guining was dizzy and confused, and was thus held and played with by him.

The rain outside the window continued relentlessly. After a long two hours, Qu Yanci carried the little girl out of the bathroom.

Shen Guining had no strength left, so she obediently lay on the bed and waited for him to blow-dry her hair.

Qu Yanci took out a hair dryer, plugged it in, tested the temperature, and pointed the nozzle at the roots of her hair.

A rustling sound came from my ears, and my scalp felt warm.

Long, slender fingers ran through her hair, playing with it.

Shen Guining was so comfortable that she was almost asleep, like a lazy kitten, yawning and with moist eyes.

Her hair was long, and it took her twenty minutes to dry.

Qu Yanci put down the hairdryer, unplugged it, and used his long arms to scoop the person on the bed into his embrace.

Shen Guining nestled against his chest and rubbed against him.

She's so obedient that even when she's been bullied terribly, she'll still stick to him.

A hug afterward can leave you feeling fulfilled.

The afternoon passed by in this way.

It was dark outside.

Shen Guining murmured softly, "Qu Yanci, I'm hungry..."

Her voice was soft, clear, and clean, like she was being coquettish.

Qu Yanci rubbed her lower back. "What do you want to eat?"

Shen Guining thought for a moment, then said, "Porridge."

Qu Yanci reached for his phone on the bedside table, dialed a number, and ordered food.

Forty minutes later, dinner was delivered.

Shen Guining hadn't had Hong Kong-style congee in a long time. The aroma whetted her appetite, and she ate two bowls to fill her stomach.

Qu Yanci hadn't finished eating when he went to answer the phone and handle work.

He's so busy; he always has so many things to deal with.

Shen Guining was surprised that he stayed up late at night and only slept for four or five hours, yet he was still full of energy during the day.

She can't do that; she needs to sleep at least seven hours a day, otherwise she'll feel listless.

The rain outside seemed to be getting heavier, making a "pitter-patter" sound as it hit the glass, accompanied by occasional rumbles of thunder.

The air conditioner was blowing warm air.

This kind of weather is perfect for sleeping, or staying in bed watching TV and not going anywhere.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Qu Yanci was still busy with work. His assistant brought him a laptop. He was wearing a bathrobe and leaning against the sofa. His posture was relaxed, and the light from the screen reflected the contours of his face, making them look deep and three-dimensional.

Several fingernail scratches were faintly visible at the collar of the bathrobe.

Shen Guining just got her nails done a few days ago. They're not long, but they scratch quite painfully.

Maybe he doesn't feel the pain, the more you grab him, the harder you grab.

Shen Guining lay in bed looking at her phone.

Everyone is busy with their own things and doesn't interfere with each other.

Zhu Sixuan's comic had an update notification. She clicked to buy the latest chapter, read half of it, and then silently buried her face in the blankets.

The drawings are becoming increasingly explicit, depicting many poses that are excessively shameful.

The plot is also very exciting. For example, the female lead takes advantage of the boss and runs away, only to be caught and punished by the boss in various ways...

He was probably so engrossed in watching that he didn't hear the approaching footsteps.

"What are you looking at?"

Qu Yanci walked to the bedside without anyone noticing.

Shen Guining was startled, and her phone slipped from her hand and fell onto the bed.

The scene on the screen came into Qu Yanci's view.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise in his expression. "You like watching this?"

Shen Guining's cheeks flushed, and she quickly covered her phone, looking embarrassed. "No..."

She hesitated, unable to explain herself clearly.

Qu Yanci knelt on one knee on the bed, his hand supporting him on either side of her, and whispered in her ear, "You can try this position next time."

Shen Guining's pupils dilated, "I...can't..."

Just thinking about that scene makes my body tremble.

Qu Yanci reached out and stroked her cheek. "Your waist is so flexible, you can do it."

Shen Guining wanted to cry but had no tears.