Chapter 205 A Romantic and Fulfilling Proposal (Part 1)
Qu He had originally planned several locations for taking wedding photos.
But in the end, it was decided to go to the UK.
This is the place where she almost fulfilled her dream, and also the place where Zhuang Bieyan stayed for six years.
When Zhuang Bieyan came out of the shower, he was only wearing a loosely tied dark gray silk robe.
As soon as I entered the bedroom, I saw Qu He sitting cross-legged on the carpet, with two open suitcases in front of her.
She had already stuffed it full of all kinds of clothes and supplies.
She frowned, checking each item against the list in her phone's memo app, afraid of missing anything.
"Aren't you afraid of catching a cold sitting on the ground?" He took a few steps forward, slipped his hand through her elbow, and easily lifted her up from the carpet.
"Hey!" Qu He exclaimed softly, almost dropping her phone.
Zhuang Bieyan sat on the edge of the bed, let her sit on his lap, and wrapped her up in his arms from behind.
Both of them had finished showering and smelled of the same jasmine-scented shower gel.
Zhuang Bieyan rested his chin on her neck, his warm breath brushing against the skin behind her ear.
He looked at the long list on her phone screen and his heart softened.
"Teacher Qi Mo just called me,"
Qu He leaned against him, feeling relaxed. "After he found out we were going to England, he wanted me to meet with him sometime to discuss the details of preparing for Art Basel. We arranged to meet the afternoon before our wedding photoshoot."
"Shall I go with you?"
"No need. Didn't you also say you wanted to meet with your old friend in England? It'll be more efficient if we go our separate ways."
As she spoke, she began checking the list again, "Oh, did I bring this? I need to go check again..."
As she was about to get up, Zhuang Bieyan gently pulled her back to the spot, his arm around her waist.
He gently stroked the soft flesh of her waist with his fingertips, a gesture that was neither soothing nor an ambiguous restraint.
“You’ve been working on these two boxes since this afternoon. And the list of notes on your phone is getting longer and longer.”
He chuckled softly, his breath hot enough to make her shrink back. "Trust me, you won't be wrong."
“At the farewell banquet,” Qu He turned around, “I’m a little nervous.”
"I've read a lot of travel guides online, and they say that the road you have to take to get to Edinburgh is currently under construction and only one-way traffic is allowed. What if there's a traffic jam or I can't get there?"
"And then there's the weather. What if it rains? Wouldn't our entire outdoor shoot be ruined? Everyone online says that taking wedding photos is physically demanding, taking pictures from morning till night. What if I get exhausted halfway through and my condition doesn't improve? Wouldn't all that effort be wasted...?"
She kept talking, her brows furrowing more and more as she spoke.
Completely unaware that, due to the movement of turning around and the current posture of her sitting on his lap and leaning forward, the neckline of her nightgown had slipped slightly, revealing her fair skin.
Zhuang Bieyan's breathing became heavier. He tried his best to suppress the rising heat within him, and bent down slightly, attempting to create some distance.
But the warm, soft body in my arms, the pervasive fragrance of jasmine, was a sweet torment.
Qu He, however, was completely oblivious and became more and more engrossed in her conversation, even moving closer to him, almost touching his chest.
"And another thing, my period is late again this time. If I count the days, what if it comes around the time of our wedding photoshoot? What if I get stomach cramps? That would be terrible... ugh..."
The rest of the words that were left unsaid were quickly cut off by Zhuang Bieyan's sudden kiss.
Qu He opened her eyes wide, her mind going blank for a moment.
But soon, his familiar scent, filled with possessiveness, overwhelmed all her thoughts.
She involuntarily closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around his neck, and responded wholeheartedly.
It was unclear how much time had passed, but Zhuang Bieyan slowly withdrew, almost running out of air.
Their lips parted, and Qu He grabbed the collar of his robe, breathing slightly heavily, her eyes still a little hazy. "What are you doing? I'm talking to you about something important. Why did you suddenly kiss me?"
Zhuang Bieyan looked at her swollen, moist lips, a turbulent undercurrent in his eyes. "Ahe, the highway repair schedule coincides perfectly with our departure time. The shooting days we've chosen are all sunny or partly cloudy, ideal for taking photos. As for stamina..."
He paused, his fingertip gently tracing her lower lip. "With me here, we'll rest when you're tired. Everything will be based on your condition. I've arranged everything. You just need to relax, be the most beautiful bride, and enjoy the process, okay?"
His words gradually soothed Qu He's anxiety.
She leaned back against his chest, listening to his strong and steady heartbeat, and her worries gradually dissipated.
"Mmm," she responded softly, snuggling closer to him affectionately.
Zhuang Bieyan's hand gently stroked her back, with a soothing meaning, yet it felt like it was carrying an electric current, causing Qu He to involuntarily shrink back.
The air conditioning in the room wasn't very strong, but Qu He felt it was getting hotter and hotter.
The fragrance of jasmine in the air seemed to intensify, transforming into invisible threads that wrapped around the two of them, tightening their grip.
Just now, her mind was filled with the itinerary and worries. Now that she had calmed down, Qu He belatedly realized that something had changed in the area beneath her.
The undeniable heat and hardness made her body stiffen.
She shifted uncomfortably, and as soon as she looked up, she met Zhuang Bieyan's gaze.
The usual calm and composure was gone; instead, two dark flames burned there, so intense they almost consumed her.
Qu He swallowed unconsciously, her heart suddenly racing.
"Ahe," he called to her, his voice hoarse.
"Mmm," she responded softly.
"Taking wedding photos can be very tiring and requires a lot of physical strength."
His fingertips lightly brushed against the shoulder strap of her nightgown. "Adequate sleep is key to maintaining a good condition."
"Hmm." Qu He felt as if the place where his fingertips had touched was on fire.
Zhuang Bieyan's lips drew closer. "So, do you still have enough energy? Enough to support you so you can get a good night's sleep tonight?"
The implication in those words couldn't be clearer.
Qu He's ears turned completely red.
How come this man can always say things that make people blush and their hearts race in such a serious tone?
He had the art of language completely at his fingertips.
Before she could answer, she felt a sudden dizziness, and Zhuang Bieyan had already placed her on the bed.
"So that you can get a good night's sleep in the next few days and stay in top condition," he lowered his head, his nose lightly brushing against hers, his lips almost touching hers.
"Tonight, I guess I'll have to trouble my Ah He."
Before he finished speaking, his kiss landed again, deeper and more urgent than before.
As night deepened, only breaths and heartbeats remained in the bedroom, along with the lingering scent of jasmine, witnessing this ultimate fusion of love and desire.
Zhuang Bieyan personally took charge of paying for the rest of the wedding photo shoot.
After finally getting to the end, when she went to the bathroom to clean up, Qu He accidentally touched his abs, and the man started again, even more intensely than before.
“Zhuang Bieyan, you…”
"It seems that the advance payment will have to be charged interest."
Before her consciousness completely vanished, Qu He's only thought was that she had wasted her time taking the bath.
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