Mr. Lu didn’t notice Zhou Sinin’s little movements.
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Zhou Sinin slipped out of the bathroom, hurriedly turned off all the lights in the room, and went back into the man’s arms, unable to hide the smile in her eyes and at the corners of her lips.
"Why are you so happy?"
Lu Jincheng locked his screen and set his phone aside.
Even in the darkness, he could still see the cute dimples at the corners of Zhou Sinin’s mouth.
The girl pursed her lips; her soft, gentle tone was tinged with a coquettish sweetness.
They lay wrapped in each other’s arms for a few minutes, then Zhou Sinin brushed her hair to the other side, lifted her chin up, rolled over to lie on Lu Jincheng’s chest, and asked,
"Hey, isn’t this the time when people usually say something?"
The blush on her face hadn’t completely faded yet; her eyes seemed to shimmer with watery light, reflecting Lu Jincheng’s lazy silhouette within them.
It was truly a sight any man would be lost in.
Lu Jincheng scratched his head and chuckled in spite of himself.
After a few seconds, he softly asked,
"Does it still hurt?"
"The second half wasn’t so bad, just felt a little weird. Even now it’s like there’s still something inside, just kinda empty."
Zhou Sinin gave a sweet smile and shook her head.
Compared with other women in Mr. Lu’s life, he really gave Zhou Sinin the full extent of his care and skill.
He showered her with patience and tenderness, warming her with every small gesture.
He wanted to give her the best, the most pleasurable experience.
And she definitely lived up to his expectations.
Guan Yongyi was limited by her own constitution; Mou Keyan favored her very particular games; Teacher Guo was at the peak of her prime.
And then there was his little lover, Yu Qingyue, who was even more full of surprises—no comparison at all.
But when it came to real harmony, Zhou Sinin was in a league of her own.
If someone could do a brain scan on her, they’d surely see—
the explosive colors on the images, bursting like dazzling fireworks in the final moment.
That’s how she reached that legendary peak.
After hitting that ultimate state, something really does shift between a man and a woman.
Even just lying there together, Zhou Sinin’s movements somehow grew more natural, and the man’s embrace became completely uninhibited.
Their physical chemistry started to show, as if whatever invisible barrier had existed between them had completely vanished.
"So... how about we try again?"
That word "empty" sounded a little weird to the man’s ears.
Maybe self-control and full satisfaction really are two sides of the same coin.
Hearing that, Lu Jincheng placed one hand on the edge of the girl’s towel, fingers tracing along the fluffy border.
"You’re already tired, are you sure this is a good idea?"
Zhou Sinin’s cheeks burned a deep red, her starry eyes full of lingering desire, betraying her anticipation.
"Everyone always says, there’s no such thing as ’overworked farmland’, so you’d better not tire yourself out."
Lu Jincheng pounced on her right then and there.
"Mm... stop... can’t—!"
This little girl unwilling to keep her mouth shut was destined to be punished.
After just a few rounds, Zhou Sinin couldn’t hold out anymore.
She kept whispering between breaths, shaking her head weakly, but her body no longer had any strength to resist.
"I can’t hold back anymore..."
Tears welled up at the corners of her eyes as she pleaded for mercy, panting for breath.
With his strengthened body, Lu Jincheng easily pushed her past what she thought she could take.
Certain things simply can’t be stopped; they just come as they are.
In that instant, all her nerves bloomed open like flower petals.
At that moment, the girl gasped, her eyes rolled back, her body trembling hard.
She totally lost control; her back arched high, her head falling onto Lu Jincheng’s shoulder.
Her lower belly quivered every few seconds, as if electrified.
The room filled with a unique, heady scent—pure feminine.
The heavy scent of hormones, restless libido, and—
Zhou Sinin tilted her head back, white neck straining with veins, finally going limp, barely breathing.
A thick, intoxicating sense of accomplishment welled into love within him.
The man couldn’t help but press a gentle kiss to her cheek.
In the end, the girl screamed, then fell unconscious and drifted off to sleep.
Lu Jincheng held her tightly from behind, his chin buried in her loose hair.
At that moment, he suddenly understood why he was so drawn to her.
Just as a bee is forever drawn to nectar.
The taste of Zhou Sinin’s honey was simply intoxicating.
Lu Jincheng got up early, feeling clear-headed and refreshed.
Around eight-thirty, he walked out of room 1308 and down to the restaurant on the first floor for breakfast.
Originally, he’d agreed to eat with his meal buddy.
But for some reason, his meal buddy hadn’t replied to his messages all night.
He even went to knock on the door himself, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea—no response at all.
So the man ended up finishing breakfast all by himself, packing an extra portion to take back.
He figured he’d better be there when Zhou Sinin woke up.
That was the most basic sense of security to offer her.
When Lu Jincheng opened the door at nine, Zhou Sinin was still deep in her dreams.
She’d been so thoroughly ravished the night before, her breath weak and body exhausted, still sleeping like a log.
By Lu Jincheng’s original plan, this was supposed to be a refined, gentle taste, nothing that would leave her .
But unexpectedly, he just couldn’t hold back when she teased him.
Lu Jincheng leaned against her with his phone as she slept, until around nine-thirty, when Zhou Sinin finally made a little noise and slowly turned over.