Beijing Colors Lingering

Shen Jinsui was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then turned around in Zhou Yancong's arms, slowly raised her eyelids to gaze at him, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes, "What gift?"

Zhou Yanzong lowered his gaze, his eyes like stars, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and his eyes held an ambiguous smile. "The last birthday present is myself. Would you accept it?"

The man's deep, magnetic voice reached Shen Jinsui's ears, the slightly hoarse ending tone alluring, like a feather gently floating by, tickling and lingering.

Shen Jinsui gazed quietly at Zhou Yancong, noticing a faint flame burning within his deep, dark eyes.

She then pursed her red lips slightly; being adults, they quickly understood what those words meant.

In an instant, in the spacious and quiet bedroom, Shen Jinsui seemed to hear her own heartbeat quickening, and a blush gradually spread across her fair cheeks.

After several minutes of silence, seeing that Shen Jinsui did not answer, Zhou Yancong's expression flashed with a hint of panic, realizing that his words had frightened her.

Zhou Yancong immediately let go of her and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I was too hasty. You can rest here tonight. The daily necessities I prepared for you are in the dressing room next door. I will go to sleep in the room next door later."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Jinsui smiled gently, hugged his waist, pressed her cheek against his chest, nodded slightly, and whispered, "I've decided to accept this last birthday present."

The next moment, a hint of joy flashed in Zhou Yancong's eyes, his heart as turbulent as a lake.

-

After a long while, Shen Jinsui sat on the bed in her bathrobe, and the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Her ear tips turned slightly red, and a little nervousness rose in her heart.

Shen Jinsui took a deep breath and gently patted her cheeks.

She and Zhou Yancong were already engaged, had met each other's parents and elders, and since they were in love, it was only natural that things would fall into place.

Shen Jinsui thought of Zhou Yancong's appearance and figure again. In any case, this kind of consensual relationship was definitely not a loss for her.

A few minutes later, the bathroom door was opened, and a burst of hot air came out.

Shen Jinsui looked up and saw Zhou Yancong walking out, wearing only a bath towel.

The man's chest, white as jade, was firm and strong, glistening with water droplets. The bulging muscles on his calves seemed to bulge out as he walked.

Water droplets slid smoothly over his prominent, sexy Adam's apple, then meandered down his heaving chest, finally disappearing into his V-line wrapped in a towel, silently enticing one to fall.

Zhou Yancong walked up to Shen Jinsui, sat down next to her, handed her the hair dryer, and said in a lazy, magnetic voice, "Baby, can you dry my hair for me first?"

Zhou Yancong had just dried her hair, so she naturally wouldn't refuse the request and immediately took the hairdryer.

A moment later, Zhou Yancong lowered his head, and Shen Jinsui turned on the hairdryer and carefully dried his hair.

Not long after, Shen Jinsui turned off the hairdryer, reached out and touched Zhou Yancong's thick black hair, then placed the hairdryer on the bedside table and said softly, "Your hair is dry."

"Thank you baby."

Zhou Yancong reached out and put his arm around her shoulder, his warm lips landing on her forehead, then sliding down to the tip of her nose, before caressing and sucking her lips.

A strong aura of male hormones enveloped Shen Jinsui, causing her eyelashes to tremble slightly.

After a while, she slowly raised her arm and touched the prominent Adam's apple on Zhou Yancong's neck with her fingertips.

Zhou Yancong hissed softly, closed his eyes briefly, and a deep desire churned in his dark, unfathomable eyes.

The next second, Shen Jinsui could clearly feel his Adam's apple bobbing heavily.

Zhou Yancong's eyes flickered slightly. He grasped her delicate, soft hand, tilted his head, and nibbled on her soft, jade-like earlobe. His deep, husky voice rang out: "If you don't want to continue later, just tell me."

The warm, moist breath brushed against Shen Jinsui's cheek, and the hoarse voice faded into her ears. She then slowly nodded.

Then, Zhou Yancong released her hand, his arm slipped under her knees, and he easily lifted her up, placing her on his lap.

The man's long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles slowly landed on the sash of her bathrobe, his fingertips lifting the sash upwards.

A sliver of moonlight streamed in through the window, bathrobes and towels fell to the floor, and the bright lights gradually dimmed.

At this moment, Shen Jinsui lay flat on the bed, her long, black curly hair spread out on the pillow, her bright, fox-like eyes misty with a hint of rouge, and her fair, jade-like ear tips flushed red.

Soon, his tall, imposing figure covered her, completely blocking out the dim, warm yellow light from the wall lamp.

Zhou Yancong slowly lowered himself, causing her to bend her legs.

Shen Jinsui reached out and gripped his strong shoulders, biting her red lips tightly to keep herself from making a sound.

A tingling sensation came over her, as if an electric current was flowing through her tailbone. She let go of her hand, then immediately gripped the bed sheet beneath her.

Soon, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan: "Mmm..."

Upon hearing the sound, Zhou Yancong hurriedly raised his head, his voice extremely hoarse: "Baby, did I hurt you?"

Shen Jinsui shook her head, a tear welling up from the corner of her slightly reddened eyes, her fair and delicate body tinged with a faint pink.

Outside, the night was deep and all was quiet. A gentle breeze swept by, causing the moon's shadow on the ground to sway and the leaves to rustle.

The room was filled with warmth, and the overwhelming love completely enveloped Shen Jinsui, leaving her nowhere to escape, and she fell into a world of ups and downs.

After a long time, as the river swelled and the moon set, the faint sound of flowing water ceased.

Zhou Yancong carried Shen Jinsui, who had just fallen asleep, out of the bathroom, and then held her as they fell asleep together.

-

The midday sun was bright and dazzling, shining through the gaps in the curtains onto the bedroom floor.

Shen Jinsui gradually woke up from her deep sleep. When she looked up, she saw the man's eyes were slightly closed, so he must have woken up.

She shifted her body slightly and immediately felt sore all over, and couldn't help but exhale.

Zhou Yancong noticed her movement, immediately opened his eyes, and asked her, "Baby, what's wrong?"

Shen Jinsui raised her hand and patted his chest, glared at him, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "What do you think? Who was messing around last night?"

Zhou Yancong's gaze swept over Shen Jinsui, noticing the mottled marks on her fair skin.

A flicker of guilt and regret flashed across his eyes. Last night, at the beginning, he thought it was their first time, so he only tried it briefly.

But later on, his behavior did go a bit too far.

Zhou Yancong quickly kissed Shen Jinsui's forehead and said gently, "It's all my fault. I'll never do it again. I'll apply some medicine for you and have the doctor come over to give you a thorough check-up right away."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Jinsui immediately shook her head, her face flushed with embarrassment, and said coquettishly, "No need, I'll rest for a while longer. You're not allowed to touch me for the next few days!"

“Okay.” Zhou Yancong readily agreed, carefully slipping his arm under the back of her neck to pull her into his embrace, gently stroking her back with his palm.

Shen Jinsui buried her face in his chest, feeling weak all over. Then she closed her eyes, wanting nothing more than to go back to sleep.