Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 133 Have you never seen it or never touched it?
Qu Yanci calmly watched her blush, and asked in a casual tone, "Do you wear clothes to bed?"

He took a shower an hour ago after sweating, and then he was too lazy to get dressed.

Shen Guining bit her lip, "I'll wear it!"

"Is that so?" he said flippantly.

Shen Guining suddenly remembered the past and blurted out, "That's because you wouldn't let me wear it."

After the words were spoken, the air fell silent, their breaths mingling, creating an even more ambiguous atmosphere.

Certain explicit images kept flashing through my mind.

A blush spread to the back of the girl's ears, and she pushed the man beneath her, saying, "Let me go."

Her fingertips touched the burning skin on his chest, then she quickly withdrew them.

Qu Yanci had a wicked sense of humor and loved teasing her until her cheeks flushed. "Have you never seen or touched this before? Why are you reacting so strongly?"

Shen Guining's voice choked in her throat, "..."

Men are all a little wicked at heart, and even those who appear refined and composed are no exception.

They were staring at each other at close range, and even their breathing was clearly audible.

Qu Yanci pressed her head down with his palm, getting closer and closer.

Shen Guining gripped the bedsheet tightly and instinctively closed her eyes.

After a long silence, the kiss didn't fall. He simply whispered in her ear, "You think I'm going to kiss you? Our relationship doesn't seem quite right."

"I didn't!" Shen Guining opened her eyes in embarrassment and anger, pushed him away, stood up, and ran out of the room.

The thermometers were left on the bed and were not used.

Qu Yanci felt an itch in his throat and a surge of heat in his lower abdomen.

Of course he wanted to kiss her, he was desperate, but he was forced to suppress his reason and didn't want to pass on his cold to her.

Shen Guining returned to the living room to play with Ruby.

We shouldn't bother with that jerk; let him stay sick.

The aunt was busy in the kitchen. In forty minutes, she stir-fried two light dishes and stewed half a pot of pork rib soup.

As she served the dishes, she asked, "Miss Shen, the millet porridge is ready. Is Mr. Qu awake?"

"I'll go call him." Shen Guining hesitated for a moment, then looked at Ruby, who was licking yogurt in front of her, and gently nudged her with her foot. "Ruby, why don't you go call him?" Ruby raised her head, opened her clear and innocent big eyes and looked at her, pretending not to understand.

Shen Guining sighed and muttered under her breath, "An unreliable dog."

She resigned herself to her fate, got up and walked to the master bedroom door. Just as she raised her hand to knock, the door opened from the inside.

A tall figure stood by the door.

He was already dressed, in casual, relaxed loungewear, with straight shoulders and an upright posture.

After a brief moment of eye contact, Shen Guining looked away. "Auntie has cooked some porridge and is calling you to eat."

Qu Yanci gave a soft "hmm," with a slightly nasal tone.

Shen Guining noticed that his complexion was much better than it had been in the afternoon.

People with good physical health do recover from illnesses faster.

"Since you're alright, I'll head back now."

Shen Guining had stayed here because she was worried that he would be left without anyone to take care of him. Now that he had recovered, it seemed inappropriate for her to stay at her ex-boyfriend's house any longer.

Qu Yanci said, "Let's finish our meal before we leave."

"Do not……"

Before he could finish refusing, he added, "Don't come back if you're not going to eat."

Shen Guining silently swallowed her words.

It's just a meal; it's not like we've never eaten together before.

But it's a bit strange that she still ate alone with her ex-boyfriend after the breakup.

The auntie cooked the meal, cleaned up the kitchen, and then left.

Ruby was tired from playing in the afternoon and is now sleeping soundly in her bed.

Only Shen Guining and Qu Yanci remained, sitting face to face at the dining table eating.

The atmosphere was unusually quiet.

Shen Guining kept her head down and ate her porridge, avoiding eye contact with him.

"You're about to bury your head in there," Qu Yanci kindly reminded him.