The CEO is domineering, the devil Boss is addicted to pampering

Chapter 1318 Yun Rui Juanchen: Cooperation or Punishment

As dusk drifted into the bathroom, Qi Ruixiang was pouring water on Gu Yunxi's back with a shower head.

The warm water flowed down the curve of her spine, forming a small puddle at her waist, which was then gently dispersed by his palm.

Her hair was wet and stuck to the side of her neck, like a dark silk ribbon, swaying slightly with his movements.

"Are you tired?" He asked with his head down, his voice shrouded in moisture, sounding particularly deep.

Gu Yunxi didn't open his eyes, but just rubbed against his arms, with the tip of his nose touching the hollow of his collarbone.

From the kitchen in the early morning to the sofa in the afternoon, and now to the bathroom, they have spent the whole day.

The water stains on the tiles spread and dried up, the scented candles burned down to only half of the wax, and even the lavender scent in the air became thin, leaving only the increasingly strong scent of each other.

"You..." Her voice was heavily nasal, like a wilted cat in the sun, "Carry me out, okay?"

Qi Ruixiang didn't move, just turned off the shower.

Drops of water dripped down his jawline, hitting her shoulders and breaking into tiny splashes.

"Let's shower for a while longer." His fingertips traced the outline of her ribs, where the red marks from his morning pressure were still visible. "It's easy to catch a cold if the water is cold."

Gu Yunxi's eyelashes trembled. She could feel that he was deliberately slowing down his movements, as if he was stalling for time.

Ever since he suddenly carried her into the bathroom in the afternoon, she knew that this tenderness had other meanings - he was no longer as eager as he was in the morning, and each kiss fell slowly, with his fingertips caressing her with an almost stubborn patience, as if to drain all the strength out of her body bit by bit.

Just like now, he was slowly wiping her arms with a bath towel, his strength was as light as a feather, but his eyes were as deep as a pool.

"You did it on purpose." Gu Yunxi suddenly spoke, his voice as hoarse as sandpaper.

Qi Ruixiang paused, didn't deny it, and just wrapped the bath towel tighter: "What do you mean by intentional?"

"You're punishing me on purpose." She raised her head, her vision blurred by moisture, but she could clearly see the red bloodshot in his eyes. "You want me to have no energy to think about anything else, no energy to ask those questions."

The silence in the bathroom was like frozen water. Qi Ruixiang bent down and picked her up, his footsteps making a dull sound on the waterlogged tiles.

"Don't let your imagination run wild." He put her on the bedroom carpet and turned to get the hair dryer. "Dry your hair before going to bed."

Amid the hum of the hair dryer, Gu Yunxi looked at himself in the mirror.

Her face was pale, her lips were swollen, and the red mark below her collarbone looked like a withered flower. Qi Ruixiang stood behind her, running his fingertips through her hair. His movements were incredibly gentle, but his eyes were frighteningly empty.

She knew she was being punished for those deliberate temptations and for the calculations hidden behind the gentleness.

"Go to sleep when you're tired." Qi Ruixiang stood up and gently carried her to the bed, his movements as gentle as if he were treating a fragile treasure.

He covered her with the quilt and tucked in the corners. His fingertips accidentally brushed across the red mark on her collarbone, where the skin was still burning hot.

Gu Yunxi closed her eyes, and fatigue overwhelmed her like a tide.

She could feel Qi Ruixiang sitting beside the bed, his eyes fixed on her face, his gaze so heavy that it almost made her breathless.

She knew he hadn't left, and she knew what he was thinking, but she no longer had the energy to guess and could only let herself sink into the endless darkness.

Qi Ruixiang waited until her breathing became even before he slowly stood up. He lowered his head to look at Gu Yunxi's sleeping face. Her long eyelashes cast a light shadow under her eyelids. Her lips were still red and swollen, with traces of being kissed repeatedly.

The expression in his eyes was complex and difficult to decipher, containing pity, anger, unwillingness, and a hint of pain that he himself was not even aware of.

He thought of the whole day of indulgence today, from early morning to dusk, they were like two wild beasts trapped in a cage, biting each other and comforting each other in the most primitive way.

Her active response and his deliberate demands were nothing more than an unspoken contest. She wanted to seduce him with her body, and he went along with it, paralyzing her with desire, neither of them willing to reveal a flaw first.

Qi Ruixiang walked to the window and pulled open the heavy curtains. The night outside the window was as thick as ink, with only a few sparse stars twinkling in the distant sky.

He lit a cigarette. The pungent smell of nicotine made him cough slightly, but it also made his chaotic thoughts clearer.

He was not a puppet without feelings. Every breath and every tremor of hers was engraved on his heart like a brand.

He hated her calculations and her disguise, but he couldn't help but indulge in the web she wove with tenderness.

This contradictory emotion gnawed at his sanity like a poisonous snake, making him struggle repeatedly on the edge of love and hate.

But he can't lose.

Qi Ruixiang put out his cigarette and turned back to the bed. His eyes fell on the bedside table where Gu Yunxi's phone was placed. The screen was dark, like a dormant eye.

He stretched out his hand, his fingertips hovering above the phone, hesitated for a moment, and finally picked it up.

He looked down at the sleeping Gu Yunxi, his eyes gradually becoming firm. Since she wanted to play this game, he would accompany her to the end.

She wanted to use her body as a bargaining chip, so he used her bargaining chip to lay a bigger net.

Qi Ruixiang gently picked up Gu Yunxi's finger and pressed her fingerprint on the unlock button of the phone.

The screen lit up instantly, and the dazzling light illuminated his half-lit and half-dark face, as well as the cold light that flashed in his eyes.

His finger slid quickly across the screen and dragged in an installation package that didn't even have a name.

The progress bar moved forward little by little, like a snake spitting out its tongue, slowly and steadily devouring the blank space on the screen.

Qi Ruixiang's hand holding the phone tightened slightly, his knuckles turned white due to the force, and fine beads of sweat oozed out of his fingertips due to tension.

He could hear his own heartbeat, which was particularly clear in the silent room, and each beat was accompanied by an almost crazy anticipation.

He thought of Gu Yunxi's appearance during the day. She was leaning on his shoulder, crying and panting, her eyes blurred, calling his name. Her indulged posture almost made him think it was real.

But he knew that it was just her superb acting skills, a smokescreen she used to confuse him.

Well, let him unmask it.

The progress bar finally reached the end, and the prompt sound of the software download completion rang out in the silent room. It was so subtle that it was almost inaudible, but it was like a thunderclap, exploding in Qi Ruixiang's heart.

He looked at the small icon on the screen, a barely perceptible sneer flashing in his eyes.

Qi Ruixiang put the phone back in its place, and the screen fell dark again, as if nothing had happened.

He walked to the bedside and took a last look at the sleeping Gu Yunxi. The complex emotions in his eyes gradually faded away, leaving only a cold calmness.

He turned and walked out of the bedroom, closing the door gently, locking out all the noise and desires inside.

The living room was pitch black. He didn't turn on the lights, but just sat on the sofa, letting himself be swallowed by the endless darkness.

From this moment on, he will make the rules of the game.

When Gu Yunxi wanted to seduce him with her body, he used her phone to track her every move; when she wanted to find the truth in the fog of desire, he played along, letting her walk step by step into the trap he had laid...

Qi Ruixiang closed his eyes, and the red mark on Gu Yunxi's collarbone flashed through his mind. It was like a withered flower, sad and desperate.

A strong sense of emptiness suddenly surged in his heart. It was the emptiness after the release of desire, the withdrawal reaction after love, sharp and piercing.

Did he win? Maybe. But why does my heart ache so much?

The night outside the window is getting darker and darker, as if it is going to swallow up the whole world.

Qi Ruixiang sat in the darkness, motionless, like a silent sculpture. He knew that this battle had just begun, and he was ready to win in the end, no matter what the cost.

Because he is the one who controls the whole situation, from beginning to end...