Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 145 - 123. Instinct

Chapter 145: 123. Instinct

Guo Minjie didn’t respond.

She pressed one hand to her temple, squinting her eyes, leaning her head back against the booth’s sofa, letting her black hair fall around her.

Her head felt so dizzy.

The drumbeat sound by her ears seemed to resonate at the same frequency as her heartbeat, the temperature of her cheeks palpable through the air.

Slight intoxication was a ticket to forgetting troubles.

"Do you want to drink more?"

The man leaned into her ear and asked loudly.

Guo Minjie didn’t speak or open her eyes, just mustered the energy to shake her head.

The feeling of vertigo was like waves repeatedly crashing against her brain, her vision closed off, sharpening the other senses incredibly.

For instance, the fresh woody scent that rushed into her nostrils.

Grapefruit as the top note, geranium in the middle, followed by cedarwood and vetiver.

This was the scent of Hermes Terre.

Throughout the night, she and Lu Jincheng had crossed social boundaries, getting closer and closer.

Thus, that unique fragrance had firmly imprinted itself in her mind like a label.

"Shall we step outside for some fresh air?"

Mr. Lu continued to ask.

For him, the expectations for tonight’s nightclub outing had already been greatly exceeded.

The clear physical boundaries between him and Guo Minjie had been quietly breached with the help of alcohol and the atmosphere.

And the suppressed emotions deep within the counselor had also disappeared along with her free-spirited dance moves.

Everything was great.

Leng Ai, one of the founders of Dating Network and a grandmaster pick-up artist, once summarized a statement.

The core essence of interacting with a girl is:

If she’s inexperienced, show her the splendors of the world; if she’s weathered, take her on a merry-go-round.

Mr. Lu strongly agreed with this view and had personally put it into practice.

"Okay."

This time, Guo Minjie nodded.

Lu Jincheng picked up the bag, gathered his belongings, and helped her walk out of Muse club.

"Sigh~"

The outside air was much better than inside the nightclub.

A breeze made Guo Minjie more alert.

She then realized she was almost leaning entirely against Lu Jincheng.

Her hip bone was firmly held by the man’s large hand, the junction of waist and buttocks covered only by a thin layer of fabric that couldn’t block the continuous transmission of warmth.

His palm was... so warm.

Even though Lu Jincheng wasn’t making any inappropriate moves, just faithfully supporting her in one position to help maintain her balance.

He didn’t slide his hand upward to her tight waist, nor downward to her voluptuous buttocks.

Gentlemanly, polite, taking no advantage.

But Guo Minjie felt as if her head was being pressed down; she couldn’t muster the courage to look up at him.

They walked forward step by step, the starlight scattered on the sidewalk, merging with the streetlights to stretch their shadows long.

"Does bouncing around make you feel more relaxed?"

"Yes."

Guo Minjie’s voice melted into the night.

"Still feeling dizzy?"

"A little."

"You’re drunk, I’ll take you next door to rest."

A hotel is invariably located near nightclubs, an evident demand of the people.

By chance, there was a Hilton right across the street, brightly lit.

"I’d rather go home."

Guo Minjie rubbed her eyes, her fingers sliding down to her neck, she slightly tilted her head, her pale fingertips gently flicking at the elongated side.

"What home are you talking about?"

Lu Jincheng was startled and only reacted after a few seconds.

He laughed hoarsely, tightening his grip around the counselor’s arm, "What you’re talking about is called staff quarters, not a home."

"Oh... right, I don’t have a home anymore."

Guo Minjie’s pupils grew misty, her tone turning somber.

Thus, in the following minutes, like a puppet, she was half-pushed, half-supported by Lu Jincheng into the Hilton and into a luxury suite.

"I’m a bit thirsty."

As soon as she entered the room, Guo Minjie reconnected, sitting on the small sofa, kicking off her apricot-colored high heels, leaning back with a drunken gaze.

Lu Jincheng pressed the switch of the electric kettle and turned to look at her.

The water made chirping sounds at high temperatures, his gaze hiding within them, a bit less deliberate.

Guo Minjie’s eyes half-closed, her fingertips caressing her flushed cheeks, stretched out her rounded legs, one on top of the other.

As if suddenly remembering something, she stood up, walked over to the hotel’s floor-to-ceiling mirror, and repeatedly observed the love-bites near her neck.

She looked at Lu Jincheng’s reflection in the mirror, took a deep breath, and bit back her words.

"Looks good, right?"

It was Lu Jincheng who first noticed her dilemma and said smilingly.

"I didn’t expect you to be such an unrestrained student, even daring to make a move on a teacher."

Guo Minjie, facing the mirror, spoke with a slight indignation, her expression unreadable.

"Making a love-bite is hardly being unrestrained."

Mr. Lu moved closer, letting their reflections in the mirror overlap, and said.

"I’ve always said, some people are just wasting beauty."

"You’re so young, what do you know about beauty?"

Guo Minjie, with her back to him, averted her gaze, and spoke softly.

"Ha, do you even understand what being ’eighteen’ means?"

In the private space, Mr. Lu didn’t need to consider anyone’s feelings and no longer restrained his true nature, speaking loudly.

"If you let yourself loose, I can make you unable to leave the bed."

Guo Minjie’s expression changed slightly, her eyebrows furrowing suddenly as she wanted to rebuke him, but realizing that she had initiated the topic, she forcibly held back.

She snorted, disdainfully saying, "You don’t look like a role model for teachers at all."

"Teacher Guo, that’s not right."

Mr. Lu slowly extended his hand, gently cupping her buttocks covered by her skirt, his voice deep.

"On the podium, it’s professional, you’re a teacher."

"But beyond school, you’re just an ordinary woman with desires and needs for a beloved man to console."

"Your husband is flirting around outside, barely touching you, who decreed that teachers must endure loneliness, not only dedicating their patience and knowledge but also their desires?"

"If you continue to suppress your instincts, you might never know the pleasure of being a woman."

"Stop!"

Guo Minjie shuddered, abruptly pulling back her body, shrinking onto the sofa and hugging her knees, her face defensive.

"Lu Jincheng, don’t talk such bizarre things, I’m just drunk, not stupid."

"I don’t need instincts."

"Oh?"

Lu Jincheng laughed, didn’t follow her, but instead lifted his leg, placing his foot on the sofa next to Guo Minjie.

Using a relatively harmless body part, he carefully closed the distance between them.

"So tell me, without a husband, how have you managed for so long?"

"Does your body agree with you?"

Her rosy lips quivered slightly, and she whispered softly, "It doesn’t matter."

"In other people’s eyes..."

She sighed, tilted her head to the side, her palm grasping her slender neck, exuding a lazy charm.

"I don’t want to hear about these, I just need to know one thing."

Mr. Lu immediately interrupted.

"Hmm?"

"Are you wet?"