Mr. Lu didn’t notice Zhou Sinin’s little movements.
In fact, men in their "wise time" are usually in a self-protective state, not thinking too much about anything.
Zhou Sinin slipped out of the bathroom, quickly turned off all the lights in the room, and snuggled back into the man’s arms, unable to hide the joy in her eyes and smile.
"Why are you so happy?"
Lu Jincheng locked his screen and put down his phone. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel•fire.net
In the darkness, he could still see the two dimples at the corners of Zhou Sinin’s mouth.
The girl pressed her lips together, her soft, cotton-candy-sweet voice gaining a coy, seductive edge.
After cuddling for a few minutes, Zhou Sinin brushed her hair to the other side, lifted her chin, rolled over, and lay on Lu Jincheng’s chest to ask:
"Hey, aren’t people supposed to say something at a time ?"
The flush on her face hadn’t faded completely, and her eyes were shining and dewy, reflecting the lazy outline of Lu Jincheng.
It really was a sight any man would be enchanted by.
Lu Jincheng scratched his head, letting out a small, helpless laugh.
After a few seconds, he quietly asked,
"Does it still hurt?"
"It didn’t hurt much during the second half. It just felt strange, like there’s still something inside me, kind of empty and hollow now."
Zhou Sinin gave a sweet smile and shook her head.
Compared to all the other women in Mr. Lu’s life, what he gave Zhou Sinin was everything he had—his patience and his gentleness, warming her with every tiny gesture.
He wanted to give her the very best, the most enjoyable everything.
And of course, she didn’t let him down.
Guan Yongyi was limited by her own physical condition, Mou Keyan was only into very particular games, Teacher Guo was in her glorious prime.
Then there’s his little darling Yu Qingyue—she was even more unpredictable and inventive, totally in a league of her own.
But if you wanted to talk about real harmony, Zhou Sinin truly stood apart from all the rest.
If you could scan her brainwaves, you’d see it for sure.
The explosion of colors on the map—at the last moment—bursting like stunning fireworks.
She had reached that mythical pinnacle everyone talks about.
Once you’ve been there, the relationship between man and woman really does change in wonderful ways.
Lying there together, Zhou Sinin’s body naturally relaxed into his embrace, and his arms around her became more unconstrained, more his own.
The tacit harmony between their bodies blossomed, as if some thin, invisible film between them had finally dissolved away.
"So... how about we try again?"
The word "hollow" struck him as a little strange when he heard it from her lips.
Maybe for people, self-control and satisfaction are really just two sides of the same coin.
Lu Jincheng, hearing this, pressed his hand on the towel wrapped around the girl, tracing along the fluffy edge.
"You worked so hard, isn’t that bad for you?"
Zhou Sinin’s cheeks were flushed red, her starry eyes full of something she couldn’t quite put into words, all her longing and desire plain on her face.
"You know, they all say—it’s never the field that’s overworked. You, you shouldn’t let yourself get so tired."
Lu Jincheng pounced on her at once.
"Mh... stop... no, I can’t!"
A silly little girl who can’t tell when to stop is destined to be punished.
After just a couple of rounds, Zhou Sinin just couldn’t take it anymore.
She was moaning nonstop, her head shaking side to side, but her body had no strength left to struggle.
"I can’t hold it anymore..."
Tears pooled at the corners of her eyes and she begged for mercy, panting for breath.
Lu Jincheng’s strengthened body broke right past whatever boundaries she could handle with ease.
Some things can’t be held back even if you try.
Her nerves, in that moment, bloomed open like flower petals.
Right then, she gasped sharply, eyes rolling back, body trembling in sudden spasms.
She lost all control, arching high off the bed, her head thrown back onto Lu Jincheng’s shoulder.
Her lower belly twitched as if jolted by electricity, pulsing every few seconds.
The room was thick with an intoxicating scent—the scent of a real woman.
Intense hormones, restless libido, and—
Zhou Sinin’s head was thrown back, the veins standing out along her pale neck, until finally she melted into soft, breathless exhaustion.
The feeling of accomplishment was so thick it overflowed, swelling into love in his heart.
Unconsciously, he pressed a gentle kiss to her cheek.
In the final moment, the girl screamed, shuddered, and passed out into deep sleep.
Lu Jincheng hugged her tightly from behind, his chin buried in her loose, flowing hair.
It was then that he suddenly started to understand why he was so drawn to her.
Just like a bee is forever drawn to sweet nectar.
Zhou Sinin’s honey was intoxicating.
Lu Jincheng woke up very early the next morning, feeling refreshed and wide awake.
Around 8:30, he walked out of Room 1308 and went down to the restaurant on the first floor for breakfast.
He was actually supposed to have breakfast with his eating buddy.
But for some reason, his buddy hadn’t replied to a single message all night.
He even went to knock on the door himself, but it was like calling into a void—no response at all.
So the man had no choice but to finish breakfast alone, and even packed up an extra portion to take back.
He wanted to be next to Zhou Sinin when she woke up, if possible.
It was the most basic source of security, after all.
When Lu Jincheng opened the door at nine o’clock, Zhou Sinin was still deep in dreamland.
He’d tired her out so much the day before, she was completely drained and still sleeping like a log.
Even though Lu Jincheng’s plan had just been to give her a little taste—a first-rate experience, but not push her too far.
But as it turned out, he just couldn’t hold back in the face of her teasing.
Lu Jincheng sat next to her with his phone, waiting. It wasn’t until nine-thirty that Zhou Sinin let out a sleepy groan, and slowly rolled over.