☆, Chapter 77 We have plenty of time, no rush
Being threatened...
Wen Yuci laughed softly a few times, then put her shoes on the shoe rack.
When Shu Wanning came out of the shower, Wen Yuci was sitting on the sofa with his shirt half open, doing work.
She walked over and sat beside him, and the water droplets on her hair dripped onto his hands.
She wiped her hair with a towel, and some water droplets fell on her collarbone.
Wen Yuci put the computer aside and pulled her up by the wet hair.
"You need to blow dry your hair, otherwise you'll catch a cold easily."
He pulled her into the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror, and used a hair dryer to test the temperature before blowing her hair.
His movements were gentle, his fingertips running through the hair, occasionally touching the ears, bringing a hint of ambiguity.
Shu Wanning couldn't help but shrink her neck and looked at his serious expression in the mirror.
The sound of the hair dryer stopped abruptly. Wen Yuci turned the person around and placed his hands on the table to trap the person between his arms.
He stared at her directly, without his glasses, and there seemed to be tiny glints of light in his eyes.
Shu Wanning discovered that since she woke up, his whole body was emitting joy.
He glanced at her lips, without saying a word or taking any action.
Shu Wanning then remembered that he had rarely taken the initiative.
Most of the time she took the initiative, or... he seduced her into taking the initiative.
There were still a few buttons on his shirt, and Wen Yuci took her hand and placed it on his buttons.
"Help me untie it."
Shu Wanning looked at him and slowly unbuttoned the rest of his clothes.
She even kindly helped him take off his shirt.
Then she climbed her hands up to his neck, tilted her head back and kissed his chin.
Her bathrobe was a little big and the collar was loose. As she moved, Wen Yuci saw the scenery inside.
He lowered his head and gently bit her neck, then raised his head slightly and kissed her cheek.
He took her hands away, raised his hand and scratched the tip of her nose and smiled: "Go out."
Shu asked knowingly. Wan Ning looked at him and said, "Are you sending me away now?"
His hand was on his belt, and he looked at her with an unconcealed gaze: "Mrs. Wen, if you don't leave now, you won't be able to bear it anymore."
With the sound of the bathroom door closing, Wen Yuci unbuckled his belt, lowered his head and couldn't help smiling. Shu Wanning outside the door climbed onto the bed in a flash.
When he came out of the shower, Shu Wanning was lying on her stomach playing her elimination game.
He wrapped a bath towel around himself and turned off the lights in the room, leaving only a table lamp on by the bed.
He covered her with the blanket beside her, and with swift movements, he pressed down on her back and grabbed her wrist as she was playing the game.
Shu Wanning had a lot of ticklish spots, and when his breath fell behind her ears, she unconsciously turned her head to avoid it.
However, she dodged for only a second before someone pinched her face and turned her back, and kissed her cheek from behind.
He didn't pinch her hard, but held her hand and played the elimination game. After passing a level, he turned off her phone and threw it aside.
He turned her over, and their eyes met. Shu Wanning took a deep breath.
Seeing her reaction, the man in front of her smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't touch you."
Shu Wanning's tense shoulders gradually relaxed, and he said, "Then we have to kiss."
As soon as he finished speaking, he kissed her fiercely, with an indescribable excitement.
Shu Wanning only felt that her lips were being kissed over and over again by him, and were about to be sucked to bleed.
She reached out to push his shoulder in protest, but he held her arm down, causing her bathrobe to flutter, revealing part of her shoulder.
There was a quilt between the two of them, and Shu Wanning was shocked by his scheming.
She was almost out of breath, and when she was finally able to breathe, she pinched his chest muscles in shame and anger.
"Still making trouble, haven't you kissed enough?"
He gently rubbed her unusually red lips with his fingertips, and said with a smile that escaped from his chest: "I was wrong. I shouldn't have been so hard."
He turned over and lay on his side, pulled the quilt over himself, and held her hand tightly.
Shu Wanning turned her head to look at him, with tears in the corners of her eyes.
She opened her mouth and asked quietly, "Why don't you continue?"
Wen Yuci reached out and straightened her messy collar, smiling gently: "You are not ready yet, we have plenty of time, no rush."
"Will it kill you?" she asked in a muffled voice.
"Won't."
"Sleep peacefully," he whispered.
He hugged Shu Wanning from behind. She was indeed sleepy, and soon he could hear her even breathing.
He got up quietly, went back to the bathroom and took another shower to suppress the anger in his body. When he came out, Shu Wanning had already kicked off the quilt.
He lay down beside her, kissed her exposed shoulder, and whispered, "Good night."
The next morning, when Shu Wanning woke up, Wen Yuci was leaning against the head of the bed working.
She yawned and greeted him vaguely: "Good morning, what time is it?"
"Just seven o'clock."
Shu Wanning went to bed early and got up early, and after getting enough rest, he curled his lips in satisfaction.
Wen Yuci glanced at the open collar of her nightgown, and helplessly but lovingly fixed it for her.
"Mrs. Wen, I'm still here, can you please pay attention?"
He teased her with a smile, then asked, "Do you want to go to the company? They all want to see you."
"Next time." Shu Wanning replied, "My spoken English is not good."
Wen Yuci didn't force her, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, saying softly, "Get up and eat something."
Shu Wanning washed her face, sat at the dining table, drank some warm milk, and asked, "When will you be back?"
"I'll try to be back before 5 p.m."
He frowned, worried that she would be too bored in the hotel alone. Then he thought, she liked to be alone.
After he left, Shu Wanning lay back down on the bed. She hadn't finished revising the latest draft yet. She had been busy in bed all day holding her cell phone.
In the company, Wen Yuci arranged the work very tightly, and Cyril, his partner of many years, was confused.
He asked him in fluent Chinese: "Why are you working so hard today?"
"I'm anxious to get back to be with my wife."
"What? Your wife?"
Cyril excitedly stood up from his office chair and immediately straightened his appearance.
He asked, "Will your lady come today? Is my appearance acceptable?"
Wen Yuci glanced at him and said, "She's not coming."
"Why?"
He sat back in his chair and looked at Wen Yuci with curiosity.
"I'm really curious, what kind of person could hold you captive? Want to have dinner together tonight? Meet in person?"
Wen Yuci paused and replied with a smile: "Wait, I'll ask her."
"No way, boss, are you henpecked?"
Wen Yuci threw the documents on the table to him: "Are you free? You go do this project."
Cyril: "I was wrong, I was wrong..."
He drove the person out without asking Shu Wanning if she wanted to have dinner together.
After all, as far as he knew, if he asked, the answer he would get would definitely be: I don’t want to go out.
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