Beijing Colors Lingering

The afternoon sun was warm, shining through the gaps in the leaves onto the ground, dappled light and shadow swaying in the wind.

Shen Jinsui woke up again when the clock struck one in the afternoon.

Seeing that she had woken up, Zhou Yancong immediately asked, "Baby, how are you feeling now? Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

Shen Jinsui shook her head gently, "I'm much better, but I'm hungry."

Zhou Yancong kissed her forehead and said gently, "Let's go down for dinner right away."

After Zhou Yancong finished speaking, he withdrew his arm from the back of her neck, lifted the soft silk quilt, sat up, and then tried to pick up Shen Jinsui.

When the large, warm palm touched Shen Jinsui's delicate skin, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she realized that she was completely naked.

She immediately moved away from Zhou Yancong, lowered her eyelids, and mumbled, "I'm not wearing any clothes..."

Zhou Yancong chuckled softly, his gaze falling on Shen Jinsui.

Her full, snow-white breasts were on full display, with faint red marks scattered on them. The same was true on her slender waist, and there were even faint teeth marks and finger marks.

Zhou Yancong couldn't help but recall everything that happened last night. When Shen Jinsui lay beneath him, she was like a bright flower ready to be picked, her cheeks flushed, her eyes filled with the shyness of a young girl, both innocent and charming.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yancong's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and his gaze gradually deepened.

Shen Jinsui felt his burning gaze and quickly wrapped herself in the blanket. Guessing that he was thinking about inappropriate scenes, she immediately said coquettishly, "Zhou Yancong, you are not allowed to look at me anymore."

"Okay." Zhou Yancong withdrew his gaze, coughed lightly to cover his embarrassment, and then got up and walked towards the dressing room.

Shen Jinsui glanced at Zhou Yancong, who was tall and upright with strong and muscular body. His arms had smooth and sexy lines, and he was only wearing a pair of black underwear.

A moment later, Zhou Yancong took a clean set of underwear and a nightgown and walked to the bedside. He placed the clothes on the bed and said slowly, "Put on the nightgown first, and then go to the dressing room to choose clothes later."

"it is good."

After seeing Zhou Yancong enter the bathroom, Shen Jinsui slowly sat up after lifting the covers.

She glanced down and saw scattered marks on her fair skin. She couldn't help but wiggle her toes; there were even teeth marks on the insteps of her feet.

Shen Jinsui couldn't help but recall the scene from last night, feeling her ears getting hot and her cheeks suddenly turning slightly red.

Is Zhou Yancong born in the Year of the Dog?

By the time Shen Jinsui finished dressing and her complexion returned to normal, Zhou Yancong happened to be walking out of the bathroom.

Seeing that she was about to get up from the bed, Zhou Yancong quickly stepped forward and reached out to support her.

After Shen Jinsui stood on the floor, she felt her legs go slightly weak. She then angrily pinched Zhou Yancong's arm.

Zhou Yancong knew she was uncomfortable, so he carefully helped her up and coaxed her softly, "It was my fault, don't hurt your hand."

Shen Jinsui snorted softly, then noticed the mess on the ground.

Bath towels and bathrobes were piled together, along with a crumpled sheet and her white underwear that she had only worn a short while yesterday. Next to it were several torn packaging bags.

Her ears instantly burned, and a blush spread across her fair cheeks.

Shen Jinsui glared at Zhou Yancong and ordered him in a sweet voice, "Clean up everything on the floor yourself."

"As ordered."

Zhou Yancong readily agreed. He had originally planned to clean up now, knowing that Shen Jinsui would definitely be shy, so he had no intention of having the servants come up to clean.

After a while, Shen Jinsui finished washing up.

When she returned to the bedroom, Zhou Yancong had already cleaned the floor.

Then, Zhou Yancong went into the bathroom and turned on the tap.

Shen Jinsui glanced inside casually; he seemed to be preparing to wash something.

The next second, Shen Jinsui saw clearly what Zhou Yancong was holding, her eyes suddenly froze, and a blush rose to her fair cheeks.

She then walked to the bathroom door, looked up at Zhou Yancong, and said with a hint of anger, "You can just throw it away, no need to wash it."

Upon hearing the sound, Zhou Yancong moved his hands away, and the automatic sensor faucet stopped running. The white lace fabric was held by his slender, well-defined fingers, which gave off a strangely erotic vibe.

Zhou Yancong turned his head to the side, a slight smile playing on his lips, and then calmly said, "I'll help you wash it clean."

"You should just throw it away," Shen Jinsui said, shaking her head slightly.

Zhou Yancong looked at Shen Jinsui with a gentle expression and said softly, "No need to throw it away, it's what I should do."

"Whatever you want," Shen Jinsui snorted, then turned and walked towards the dressing room.

After she entered the dressing room, she glanced around.

The layout here is almost identical to her walk-in closet at home, but it's much more spacious, and her belongings take up most of the space.

Shen Jinsui had just changed her clothes when Zhou Yancong walked up to her.

Shen Jinsui turned to look at him and asked curiously, "When did you prepare these things?"

Zhou Yanzong answered truthfully: "We hadn't known each other for long when I ordered someone to prepare this walk-in closet. Later, after I went to your bedroom, I had the layout changed."

Shen Jinsui chuckled and teased him, "If we don't end up dating, then all this preparation will have been for nothing?"

Zhou Yancong took her small hand and walked outside, raising an eyebrow and smiling in his eyes, speaking with confidence: "There are no ifs, we will definitely be together."

Upon hearing his words, Shen Jinsui couldn't help but chuckle softly and retort, "Zhou Yancong, you're too confident."

Zhou Yancong squeezed her hand, his deep, magnetic voice slowly saying, "Baby, we are destined to be together."

Upon hearing this, Shen Jinsui muttered, "Glib talker."

The scenery outside was pleasant and beautiful, and the atmosphere between them was warm and gentle.

-

After the two finished their meal at the restaurant, Zhou Yancong took Shen Jinsui to the manor's parking lot.

Shen Jinsui didn't seem to care much about the parking lot filled with all sorts of luxury cars, but when she saw a pink Lamborghini Aventador, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Shen Jinsui walked to the sports car and placed her hand on the car body; it was a birthday gift from Zhou Yancong.

The entire body of the sports car is inlaid with extremely luxurious real diamonds, shimmering and dazzling. Each diamond is sparkling and eye-catching.

Shen Jinsui opened the car door and saw that the interior was luxuriously furnished, using the world's top leather and rare materials, and equipped with the most advanced technology.

Zhou Yancong stood next to Shen Jinsui, put his arm around her shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Do you like this sports car?"

Shen Jinsui closed the car door, looked up at Zhou Yancong, nodded slightly, and smiled faintly, "I like it, but it's a bit too high-profile. I probably wouldn't drive this car to work normally."

Zhou Yancong didn't take it seriously and said slowly, "It's okay, you can drive this car when you're resting."

Shen Jinsui turned around, raised her hand to hug his waist, rested her chin on his chest, and spoke in a clear and light voice: "Then I'll drive you for a drive later."

Zhou Yancong lowered his head, stroking her lips, and mumbled a reply: "Okay."