Today, I'm Going to Spend the Billionaire's Hundred Million Again-Chapter 447: Isn’t Being in Love Sweet?

Rong Qingqing nodded and agreed, playing with her goldfish in the living room for a while until her food had digested, before heading upstairs.

When she returned, Shen Jue had already finished his shower and was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Move your stuff from next door over tomorrow," Shen Jue suddenly suggested. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"No way," Rong Qingqing quickly refused.

Seeing Shen Jue frown at her, Rong Qingqing rolled her eyes and said, "When we have a fight, I can go back next door to rest."

With that, Rong Qingqing went into the bathroom.

Shen Jue sat there, frowning with a stern face for a long time.

Aside from her being difficult on her own, when have they ever had an argument?

After a tiring day, Rong Qingqing soaked in a nice hot bath before coming out and lying on the bed, feeling utterly content.

Even being engaged is exhausting; she had no thoughts of getting married.

Why do people get married?

Isn’t just dating good enough?

Isn’t being in a relationship wonderful?

Rong Qingqing had just finished her bath, and her whole body was emitting the scent of her shower gel, a faint orchid fragrance.

This was the scent of the new shower gel she’d recently switched to, and it smelled really nice.

Shen Jue reached over and pulled her into his arms, pressed his nose to her hair, and took a deep breath.

Her shampoo and shower gel were a matching set, so her hair also had that faint orchid smell.

Shen Jue planted a kiss on her hair, "Now that we’re engaged, Rong Qingqing, you’re mine."

Ms. Rong Qingqing, who’s oblivious to romance, laughed, "It’s just an engagement. People who are married can still get divorced, you’re way too confident."

Shen Jue gritted his teeth and kissed her lips, which seldom spoke kind words.

October 16, a day of auspicious timing, suitable for all events.

Even the night breeze felt gentler than usual that day.

When Rong Qingqing’s hand tried to slap over, Shen Jue was ready and grabbed her wrist, not stopping at all as he continued downward.

She only let out a couple of hums to show her dissatisfaction, but didn’t actually throw him onto the floor.

An intense night.

No alcohol was involved, yet they were intoxicated by beauty.

For a moment, the room was so quiet you could only hear their soft breaths.

Then, it gradually became heavier, holding a different kind of rhythm.

Rong Qingqing felt like she was sometimes grasping onto driftwood floating in space, sometimes like a salted fish.

Shen Jue’s breath was right by her nose, one of his hands always holding hers tightly.

Fingers intertwined, never letting go.

...

Rong Qingqing didn’t know when she fell asleep, only vaguely remembering that before she did, she thought about killing Shen Jue tomorrow.

When she opened her eyes again, where was the other person in the room?

She moved and sat up directly.

Immediately, her whole body ached.

Her lower back was screaming for a strike.

Rong Qingqing, supporting her back, reached out to the bedside table for her phone, and checked the time.

Goodness, it was already 10:40 a.m.

Rong Qingqing almost jumped up!

By this time, her brother and the others should have already arrived at Shen Manor, right?

She hadn’t gotten up by now, wasn’t that announcing to the world what she did with Shen Jue last night!

Where was Shen Jue?

Why didn’t he wake her up when he got up?

Did he just eat and run, acting as if nothing happened?

Where was her Dragon Slayer Sword? Where did it go?

Rong Qingqing dashed towards the bathroom, quickly washed up, applied some skincare, and then hurried to change clothes.