Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 339 - 254. The Door Knocked Three Times_2

Chapter 339: 254. The Door Knocked Three Times_2

To be reasonable, even if they really did take turns based on performance, it wouldn’t come around to her so soon.

In fact, she had some other thoughts in mind when she came.

But unexpectedly, Mr. Lu turned out to be so easy to talk to, and the matter so simple.

Ji Shu clasped her hands excitedly at her chest, her eyes unable to hide her joy.

However, beyond the excitement, she felt a hint of loss.

After talking for so long, wasn’t the boss too serious?

Alone with a man late at night in the secluded hotel room, and he actually just chatted with her about career planning?

How on earth did Qingyue manage to win him over?

Still... not enough?

Ji Shu’s thoughts began to overflow uncontrollably, her gaze drifting across the coffee table and landing on the teapot beside it.

She first poured Lu Jincheng another cup of tea, then took a disposable cup from the side and poured some for herself.

But for some reason, as she was pouring, her right hand trembled, the paper cup tilted and accidentally spilled onto her dress.

"Ah!"

Fortunately, she wasn’t burned, but the middle of her skirt was in disarray, looking very much like the aftermath of a certain activity.

"Are you alright?"

Lu Jincheng had been watching the whole time, thinking her self-directed antics were rather cute.

"I’m fine, I’m really sorry, Mr. Lu..."

Ji Shu’s tone was full of apology, yet her eyes held an indescribable sentiment.

Her skirt was soaked in a large area, the more she wiped, the more the watermark spread, diffuse and unclear.

The outline of the fabric underneath was thus displayed in front of the man.

An alluring triangle.

Just as Ji Shu was about to say something more, she was interrupted by another sound.

Knock, knock, knock.

The door sounded again.

...

"Why didn’t you reply to my WeChat, huh..."

The newcomer was barefoot in slippers, wearing only a floral nightgown, apparently staying in a nearby room.

The few pieces of symbolic fabric could hardly hide her shapely figure, especially the 36E that seemed ready to burst at the chest.

"I was taking a shower."

Lu Jincheng was unfazed.

"Hurry up and come in, I have something to ask you."

The corridor was deserted; Yu Qingyue pouted her lips and naturally hooked onto the man’s arm.

Another one with ’something to ask.’

Why do they all like to talk about matters at this time?

Lu Jincheng wondered.

Where was everyone during the day?

After thinking about it, he could only let her in first.

Luckily, he had booked a suite for himself, and there was more than enough space for Ji Shu to hide if she wanted to.

But why hide if there’s nothing to hide?

Why should there be hiding?

The moment Yu Qingyue knocked on the door, Lu Jincheng saw Ji Shu’s complexion change instantly.

He didn’t rush to open the door but instead observed Ji Shu’s reaction with a smile.

Sure enough, her first instinct was to hide.

Anyone seeing Ji Shu right now wouldn’t think that the two of them were just talking innocently about work.

She was nervous.

Only after Ji Shu found a place to hide within a few seconds and signaled to him did Mr. Lu slip towards the door to open it.

"What’s up?"

Facing the pure and lustful lover, Lu Jincheng smiled and stretched out his hand to hold her in his embrace.

"Didn’t you not have that... tonight?"

Yu Qingyue tilted her chin up, a pitiful look on her face.

"That what?"

Soft and fragrant tenderness enveloped his palm, Lu Jincheng couldn’t help but tease.

"You know, that... wear that thing!"

Yu Qingyue stamped her foot, her cheeks flushing red, her voice quiet as a whisper.

"No, who carries that kind of thing around with them all the time," Lu Jincheng shook his head.

"Then what should we do? I’m a bit scared..."

Yu Qingyue buried her head in the man’s chest, rubbing against it like a little kitten.

"Scared of what?"

"..."

It was clearly a loaded question.

Yu Qingyue broke free from his embrace, pursed her lips, and gave him an annoyed look.

"When did Aunt Flow leave last time?"

Resolving the issue was key.

Having seen such matters often, Mr. Lu was naturally more emotionally stable than most men.

"Did you download the app I told you to download?"

He asked.

"Yeah."

"Let me see... Meiyu... the 22nd."

Yu Qingyue first nodded, unlocked her phone screen, and responded in a low voice.

"Let me have a look."

Lu Jincheng took the girl’s phone and swiped around in the Meiyu app’s monthly view.

"Hmm, your cycle is stable at 28 days, you’re a healthy baby."

"Based on this, calculating your safe period, seven days before, eight days after, there shouldn’t be an issue."

He patted Yu Qingyue’s back, his tone gentle and sure.

"There’s hardly any problem, you can be ninety-nine percent sure."

"That’s good."

Yu Qingyue patted her chest, heaving a sigh of relief.

"It only occurred to me after showering, scared me to death!"

"And it was so embarrassing, the moment I entered the room, they all ran over to tease me..."

Her figure was a masterpiece of the Creator, and under the rhythm of her breath, one could even see the contours undulating between the patterns of her dress.

Faced with such a sight, the man’s heart grew warm.

Holding her in his arms, he also had some ideas of his own.

In the room where they were alone, Yu Qingyue showed no restraint.

Allowing him to knead and squeeze without inhibition.

After all, how could it be more excessive than what might happen in a men’s bathroom?

"Do you think... Sister Miao Miao will be angry?"

Yu Qingyue nestled on the couch, her cute little feet perched on the edge of the coffee table, with bright rose-colored toenails.

She turned her head to meet Lu Jincheng’s gaze.

"Hmm?"

"Why would Miao Miao get mad?"

Lu Jincheng asked with a smile.

"You see, it’s supposed to be a festive occasion, and it was fine being together with everyone, but I also monopolized so much of your time, she didn’t get any alone time with you..."

Yu Qingyue blinked, offering her analysis.

"Hey, stop touching me! I bet she’ll come over soon, I should get going."

The girl crossed her arms over her chest, which was so grand that her arms couldn’t fit snugly around and ended up suspended slightly.

"Go back for what?"

The man wrapped his arms around her shoulders, leaning close to her ear to whisper.

"We’ve all been together before, anyway."

Unexpectedly, Yu Qingyue shook her head resolutely, her gaze firm.

"No way."

After a moment’s thought, she added another sentence.

"At least not today."

"Today I’ve already hogged you all to myself, no, it can’t really count as hogging..."

"Anyone with basic EQ would know it’s impolite to cling to you at this time, be good to her today, I’d better slip away!"

Yu Qingyue made a heart gesture at the man, smiled as she stood up, circled the man’s neck, and kissed him lightly with ceremonial flair.

"Goodnight Mr. Lu, Merry Christ...?"

Thump, thump, thump.

The door was knocked on again.

"Damn!"

Yu Qingyue suddenly widened her eyes, looking like an illicit lover caught by the wife, her gaze frantically searching around.

"Let me hide, open the door slowly."

She whispered the words silently with her lips while gesturing with her hands, kicked her slippers under the couch, and tiptoed around looking for a place to hide.

"..."

It was the third time Lu Jincheng opened the door that he guessed the right visitor.

This time it was indeed Mou Keyan.

The senior sister was still in that Christmas themed dress, with equally relaxed slippers on her bare feet, a face full of smiling anticipation.

"I thought you had fallen asleep since you didn’t reply to my messages."

She walked into the room on her own, asking casually.

"I was waiting for you, wasn’t I?"

"How did you know I was coming?"

Mou Keyan had just entered the room when the smile on her face slowly solidified in place.

Something was off.

There was something not quite right about the entire room.

Her gaze landed on the coffee table, she sniffed hard and turned around, a meaningful look on her face.

Only Lu Jincheng was in the room, yet there were two cups set out.

Not to mention the presence of a familiar yet strange scent throughout the space.

She had just showered before coming out, so naturally she was familiar with the smell of the hotel’s shower gel.

It was plainly different.

It hadn’t even completely evaporated from the air, maybe...

It was hiding somewhere in the room.

"Very well, it seems a little demoness beat me to it."

"You stole a good hand there."

"Wait, you’re not allowed to make a sound."

Before Lu Jincheng could speak, Mou Keyan made a shushing gesture.

The senior sister stood tall, hands on her hips, and called out loudly.

"Stop hiding, come out!"