Dominant Marriage: The CEO's Overbearing Love

Chapter 237 - 215: Is President Shen’s Technique Good?

On the way, he was all touchy-feely with her, either stroking her head or patting her butt, while still maintaining a serious look on his face.Gu Qimiao entered the password at the door, rushed inside, and ran to the bedroom as if trying to avoid him.

Shen Yanchen walked into the room slowly, leisurely changed his shoes, turned on the living room light, poured a glass of water, and then walked into the bedroom.

When he entered the room, she was nowhere to be seen, but the bathroom door was tightly closed, and a warm light shone inside.

His lips curved upwards, he bent down to the bedside table, took out a bunch of keys, and tried them one by one on the door.

Gu Qimiao was lying comfortably in the bathtub, but upon hearing someone fiddling with the door, she immediately became alert.

With a towel covering her chest, she sat up in the bathtub, her eyes fixed on the door.

There was a clanking sound at the door, the keys collided with each other, just as she was about to ask him what he was doing, he opened the bathroom door from the outside.

Gu Qimiao was both shocked and annoyed, glaring at him: "I’m taking a bath!"

Shen Yanchen glanced at her in the bathtub, raised his eyebrows, and calmly replied: "I see."

He casually closed the bathroom door, placed the key ring on the washstand, and began to undress himself calmly.

Gu Qimiao swallowed hard, watching him, seeing that he was almost naked, she wanted to leave immediately.

But she wasn’t wearing any clothes, and didn’t dare to get out of the water hastily.

In her shame and anger, he stepped one long leg into the bathtub, boldly displaying his physique right in front of her.

Shen Yanchen looked at her, both stunned and ashamed, he placed his hands under her armpits, slightly lifted her and sat her down on him as he settled into the bathtub.

"Showering together saves water."

Gu Qimiao: "..."

"Keep your hands off!" She twisted her body to avoid his touches, causing water to overflow from the tub onto the floor.

"Which touch counts as random?"

"Shen Yanchen!"

Seeing she was truly angry, Shen Yanchen raised his hands slightly: "Alright, alright, I won’t touch you anymore, but you better stop moving around."

Gu Qimiao saw him release her, didn’t think much and stood up trying to leave, but Shen Yanchen blocked her waist and pulled her back: "What’s the rush? I said I wouldn’t touch you."

However, Gu Qimiao had already felt the danger beneath him, it seemed he was deliberately pressing against her to make her listen obediently. She didn’t dare to move any further.

She stiffened in his [naked] embrace, her entire skin flushed red.

In the mist-filled bathroom, everything [romantic] turned hazy.

Touching her soft body, Shen Yanchen wanted to ravish her again, but remembered how he had been so demanding last night that it left her torn. Although she didn’t feel pain, he couldn’t be so selfish in his demands.

After all, there’s plenty of time in the future. Let her recover slowly to avoid developing a negative attitude towards these matters later.

"Wife."

She supported herself on his chest with her small hands, turning to look at him with questioning eyes.

Shen Yanchen reached back, grabbed a towel, and handed it to her: "You go out first."

Gu Qimiao looked at him confusedly, reached for the towel he handed, and though she had long wanted to leave, now she took the opportunity without hesitation, wrapped herself in the towel, and left the bathroom.

Before he came out, she quickly put on her pajamas, which were particularly conservative with long sleeves and pants, then snuggled tightly under the blanket in bed.

After a long while, he still hadn’t come out of the bathroom, Gu Qimiao laid in bed and fell asleep.

Shen Yanchen dealt with his private matters in the bathroom before coming out, only to find that the cruel woman had fallen deeply asleep on the bed, causing his mood to sour.

He had cared for her body, but she went to sleep so heartlessly!

Well, he’d settle this score with her later.

He turned off the light, climbed into bed, and cuddled her. She opened her eyes, glanced at him, pursed her lips, and burrowed herself into his arms.

This action pleased Shen Yanchen, he tightened his arms and held her close.

The next morning, when Gu Qimiao woke up, she wondered if he had already made breakfast. Moving her body, she realized he was still hugging her and hadn’t woken up.

She thought it was still early, but when she picked up her phone, she jumped in shock—it was already nine o’clock!

"Shen Yanchen!" She immediately reminded him, "Get up quickly, we’re late!"

He furrowed his brows slightly, slowly opened his eyes, reached out to press her body down again, totally unhurried: "Why the rush? Who dares to dock my wages?"

"Aren’t you worried about negatively influencing your employees? Imagine your whole company’s atmosphere being ruined because of you! Hurry up and get up!"

Urged by Gu Qimiao tirelessly, he finally got up, lazily changed his clothes, while she kept nudging him along. He shaved his beard and tied his tie without haste, even asking her coquettishly which cuff looked better like a maiden meeting her lover.

Gu Qimiao, anxious, pointed at one randomly, they left the house after half an hour without having breakfast.

She felt that he wasn’t like this before, now he seemed like a completely different person.

Gu Qimiao had the feeling of urging a naughty son to go to school.

At the office, He Ye seemed to have waited for a while, entered alongside them, Gu Qimiao sensibly returned to her studio, faintly hearing their conversation outside.

"Chen, rare to see you late! Were you tormenting your wife until the wee hours?"

Shen Yanchen’s dark eyes glared, indicating him to speak about business or get lost.

He Ye chuckled, handing the documents to him, reporting the situation.

At noon, Shen Yanchen pushed open the studio door, "Let’s go out for lunch."

Gu Qimiao was chatting with someone on her phone, replied: "Not today, I’m eating with Jiajia."

"So?" He looked at her askance.

Gu Qimiao swallowed hard, stammering: "So... I can’t go with you."

"Ding—ding—" Gu Qimiao waved her phone at him, "Jiajia’s calling, I’m leaving now."

Without waiting for Shen Yanchen’s response, she answered the call, chatting with Chen Jiatong while leaving the office.

The restaurant opposite the company was a newly opened Korean restaurant, Jiajia said she’d take her to try it.

They had been busy lately, it had been a while since they had lunch together.

Jiajia didn’t appear pregnant yet, but she clearly displayed a maternal glow. She used to wear high heels every day, now she obediently swapped them for flats.

Seeing her carefree manner, it was apparent she had moved on from the past.

"Miaomiao, living a good life, huh? You look great, and..." She stared at Gu Qimiao’s chest: "You’ve gained weight, huh? No, no, it’s not weight gain, it’s fullness!"

"Jiajia!"

Jiajia smirked, handed the menu to the waiter, then leaned close to Gu Qimiao: "Miaomiao, give me the scoop, how’s President Shen’s technique? How many times a night? Is he fierce and durable?"