Dominant Marriage: The CEO's Overbearing Love

Chapter 265 - 243: The Hotel Beds Are Uncomfortable, They Creak If You’re Too Rough

He wiped the blood from her hand. The bloodstains on the dress had already seeped into the fabric, emitting a faint smell of blood, looking a tad bit embarrassing.Gu Qimiao saw that he was just treating the wound and ignored her talking, so she pulled her hand back, refusing to let him bandage it, and forced him to speak, "Say something!"

Shen Yanchen frowned, forcefully pulling her hand over, "Do you want to die?!"

Gu Qimiao stubbornly pulled her arm back hard, causing the wound to bleed again amid the struggle, "Ignore me if you want, I don’t care if I die!"

Shen Yanchen angrily pushed her onto the bed, grabbing and holding her down, now not so gently treating her wound. But she didn’t even feel it, and kept saying, "You said you wouldn’t be mad at me anymore, or just let me die!"

He picked up some gauze and wrapped it tightly around her arm, his voice cold as he asked her, "Don’t tell me you did this to yourself!"

"None of your business!" she said while wriggling on the bed, refusing to cooperate with his wound treatment.

"Gu Qimiao, don’t fucking force me to hit you!"

Hearing his words, she felt even more aggrieved and muttered, "You’re even swearing at me."

When he finished bandaging the gauze, he let her go, turned around, and cleaned up the medical kit. In the next second, she pounced onto his back, wrapping her limbs around him, "I already apologized, why are you still like this?"

Shen Yanchen put down the things in his hand, afraid that she might fall, he cradled her, moving her to the front and holding her. The posture immediately turned intimate.

Her legs were wrapped around his waist, her butt supported by his hands, her arms hooked around his neck, and her face slowly turning red under his gaze.

"Want my forgiveness?" He turned around and pinned her against the wall.

Gu Qimiao clung to his neck and nodded heavily, "Mm!"

Shen Yanchen squeezed her buttocks forcefully, making her wriggle her waist, her face turning even redder.

"Choose, front or back."

Gu Qimiao froze for a second before realizing what he meant, shyly asking him, "Why not ask top or bottom?"

Shen Yanchen raised an eyebrow, "Want the top?"

He said this while carrying her towards the bed. Gu Qimiao quickly grabbed onto the nearby wardrobe to stop him, "... This is someone else’s house..."

Shen Yanchen paused, looked at her and said, "What if I can’t wait?"

Gu Qimiao’s gaze shifted, mumbling, "Isn’t there a hotel next door?"

"You’ve scoped it all out? Gu Qimiao, how long have you been planning something against me?"

"I haven’t! I just noticed it when we came here!"

Shen Yanchen put her down, took off his coat, and covered her bloodstained dress with it. Without saying goodbye to anyone, he pulled her out through the side door, heading directly to where his car was parked.

Gu Qimiao buckled her seatbelt, looking at him with eyes full of expectation, "So have you forgiven me now?"

He started the car, answered her only after making a U-turn, "It depends on your performance tonight."

Gu Qimiao pouted, thinking it was just those positions again anyway, not like they hadn’t done it before, nothing to be afraid of.

As soon as the car drove out, right beside was a hotel, but he didn’t stop. Gu Qimiao reminded, "It’s right here."

Shen Yanchen kept driving, leisurely explaining, "The beds at that hotel aren’t comfortable, they’d make noise if it got too intense."

Gu Qimiao: "..." Then as if realizing something, she asked him, "Have you been here with other women?"

"I haven’t."

"Then how do you know they’d make noise? And you’re over thirty, surely you’ve been with other women before!"

Hearing her mention his age, Shen Yanchen’s first reaction was that she thought he was old, and he coldly asked her, "Do you want to get out of the car?"

Gu Qimiao immediately shut her mouth at these words, naturally understanding the threat in his voice.

She quietly watched the scenery outside the window. After about ten minutes, the car slowed down and stopped. Gu Qimiao looked outside in confusion, seeing that this was a commercial street with no hotels.

"Get out of the car!" he ordered her harshly. Gu Qimiao immediately put away her confused thoughts, unbuckled her seatbelt, and got out of the car, following him.

It wasn’t until they stopped in front of a store that Gu Qimiao blushed and understood his intentions.

It was a store selling lingerie...

Shen Yanchen showed no embarrassment, dragging her along with a look as if he were taking her to a jewelry store to buy accessories.

On instinct, Gu Qimiao kept her head down along the way, too embarrassed to look straight at the clothes inside that would make anyone blush.

He only took a few seconds to glance around the first floor before pulling her straight up to the second floor.

The store assistant pointed to an outfit on a mannequin, enthusiastically introducing, "This is our latest model. I see that Madam has a great figure, she’d probably look even better than the mannequin, more provocative."

Gu Qimiao sneaked a peek at it, the fabric was so sparse it made her reluctant to look directly.

The top was barely considered clothing, just a small strip of pale pink lace with a bow tied at the chest, just enough to cover the essentials, paired with a similarly colored tiny pair of panties, so skimpy it couldn’t be skimpier.

As she was still marveling at the outfit, Shen Yanchen waved grandiously, "Wrap it up."

Before she could widen her eyes, he dragged her to the next section, picking out several more days in a row, all kinds of styles, uniforms, sexy, cute...

"Enough! You’re buying so much, are you going to wear it?" Gu Qimiao tugged at his hand, trying to drag him downstairs.

Shen Yanchen’s expression was as natural as if he were appreciating fine art, not a hint of embarrassment, shamelessly saying, "Changing one each day won’t even last a month."

The store assistant couldn’t stop laughing, eagerly complying, desperately recommending more to him. In less than half an hour, he had picked out dozens of sets.

Gu Qimiao was completely dumbfounded, not to mention the sparse fabric, the prices were equally astonishing, several lace bands costing thousands each!

Only someone like Shen Yanchen, with money to burn, would come here, right? Yet after looking around, she saw quite a few customers, and thought maybe she should switch to selling lingerie.

Her gaze wondered until it suddenly froze, landing on a girl behind a shelf, mumbling, "Dudu?"

The girl on the other side looked up, her face instantly turning red, "... Miaomiao!"

Gu Qimiao walked over, the two girls feeling quite awkward. Gu Qimiao glanced at her, then at the unfamiliar man beside her, asking, "Dudu, what are you doing here?"

Dudu blushed, hurriedly tossing what she was holding to Nie Heng beside her, stammering, "Compan...companion for a friend shopping!"

Gu Qimiao’s gaze shifted to the things in Nie Heng’s arms, not only a set of sexy women’s lingerie but also some leather gadgets whose purposes she couldn’t ascertain but didn’t look like anything good.

Dudu caught sight of her gaze, and hastily protested, "They’re all his! I’m just here to accompany him!"

Nie Heng: "..."