Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 341 - 255. The Moon Outside the Window_2

Chapter 341: 255. The Moon Outside the Window_2

What a splendid human world.

"Was the comment you just made to Qingyue a warning?"

Lu Jincheng walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around the stunning curve of her waist, his chin resting near her collarbone.

Wherever women congregate, their interactions often brim with undercurrents of unsaid implications.

Cutting remarks, half-stated sentences.

Understanding them relied entirely on perception.

"Otherwise?"

Mou Keyan turned her head.

"Don’t be fooled by Yu Qingyue’s innocent appearance, as if she knows nothing. She’s actually very smart."

"If we don’t keep her in check and make her realize her place, I fear someday..."

"That’s impossible."

The man interrupted her murmurs, tightening his hands on her lower abdomen.

As if that could provide him additional security.

"You overthink too."

"Ha~"

Mou Keyan shook her head, a smirk on her face, turned away from him and stretched languidly, blossoming like a night orchid.

"Enough talk, hold me."

"Carry me next door."

...

Having a valuable career can bring significant changes to a person.

Mou Keyan, nurtured by money and fame, bore herself with composure and elegance.

She retained everything the man had taught her, and had perfectly assimilated Mr. Lu’s philosophies deep into her marrow.

The man carried her in a princess hold into the large bedroom, his hand casually unzipping her dress.

Her toned body and taut skin indicated that she maintained a rigorous daily training routine.

A crucial demonstration of self-discipline for a public figure.

From the bedroom door to the corner of the bed was but a few strides.

Yet as she moved, her waist swayed naturally and enticingly, like rain upon lotus leaves.

From head to toe, she exuded effortless allure and sensuality.

She watched as Lu Jincheng hung up the dressing gown, her eyes filled with lingering affection.

"Master~"

In the lengthy night, the girl’s knees kissed the pale bedsheet, her body forming a straight line from shoulder to waist, aptly fitting the new setting.

Her voice carried eager enthusiasm, mixed with a hint of long-absent nervousness.

Mr. Lu nodded slightly, making a downward pressing gesture.

The two shared a sufficient understanding.

...

Wagging a tail could easily remind one of a cute little animal.

In the realm of affection, simple actions often resonate more deeply and intensely than complex showy displays.

The most ordinary, yet the most genuine.

It’s like reality enthusiastically proving the proverb, "Extreme breeds reversal."

When human attention distinctly focuses on one point, unquestioning about its destination, the sensations it imparts can conquer unprecedented territories.

Her breathing had already broken free from its inherent rhythm.

Mou Keyan gazed into the man’s eyes, her expression anxious yet blurry, her teeth audibly chattering.

In her struggle, she lost balance.

Mou Keyan was a superb dancer.

She could easily dance along with the rhythm of music.

But once ensnared in the trap of instinct, it wasn’t so easy to climb back to even ground.

Even the best dancer was no exception.

Her frustration stemmed from reactions out of her control.

When emotions were dictated by neural signals, she’d find the reins unbridled.

In the final scene, Mou Keyan, akin to an ostrich, maintained her position buried in the center of the large bed.

Her shoulder blades heaved, a long breath echoing through the air.

A dense perspiration covered her back, the curtains parted widely enough to even show her bathed in glowing moonlight.

Her head against the man’s chest, it took her a while to recollect herself from the climax.

Silence spread out, both too exhausted to speak, simply waiting for their strength to return.

"Huff... I, I’ll go take a wash."

Lu Jincheng lay in bed, watching her as she hobbled towards the bathroom, leaning on the wall.

The sound of water being pulled and the shower being turned on again echoed from not far away.

His stamina, refined and stronger, was significantly better than hers.

Even though this was a recent development, he quickly recovered.

The man rolled out of bed, barefoot, and walked into the bathroom.

Indeed, she had not closed the door, the bathroom was faintly illuminated, and the sound of water was clear.

Mou Keyan’s hair was wrapped in a shower cap, her chin lifted as she took off the showerhead to rinse herself with one hand.

"What is it?"

She saw Lu Jincheng’s gazing at her, her cheeks flushed red, and she quickly shifted the showerhead’s position.

"Wash me too."

"Okay."

The man sat on the edge of the bathtub, while she carefully washed him, holding the showerhead over him.

Both had already showered before, so only sweat remained on their bodies, which soon washed away.

Mou Keyan initially wanted to bend down, but after struggling a bit, she was not successful and eventually chose to squat.

Rinsing off the traces that had just formed.

That hand lacked any frivolous intentions, merely gently kneading and scrubbing.

Her fingertip’s touch felt great—cool, soft, and intimate.

"It’s done, give it to me, and I’ll rinse you."

"No need..."

Lu Jincheng stood up, and amid her protests, pushed her to sit on the edge of the bathtub.

Mou Keyan was indeed a bit weary.

She did not continue to resist, quietly letting the man cleanse her body.

Exiting the bathroom, they both returned to the bed.

"Tired?"

"Mm... a bit..."

"Then let’s sleep for a bit."

"Okay."

Lu Jincheng drew her shoulders to him, and they lay naked together, prolonging the fading tender atmosphere in the room.

Although she said so, she seemed not to have fallen asleep.

She would drink water, go to the restroom, switch off the lights delicately, get into bed, and slip in from the other side of the duvet.

The suite’s bed was at least two meters wide, and the duvet ample for two, but Mou Keyan still curled up on the edge of the bed, barely covering herself with it.

Lu Jincheng was woken up several times by the restless girl; her smooth, soft legs occasionally touched him, then immediately retracted.

Her breathing was distant yet close to his ear, occasionally pausing inadvertently, like a nightingale startled in her dreams.

Before Mou Keyan fell into deep sleep, he felt her turn around, face towards him, and then she also placed her arm over his chest.

He held her, and she held him, their breathing finally synchronized.

In the darkness, only specks of moonlight remained, and the girl’s voice rose again.

"Mr. Lu..."

"Hmm?"

No need to turn on the lights, the man could clearly see her eyes.

Those starry eyes were like the snow machine in the plaza’s sky, with specks of snowflakes melting in her eyes, brimming with emotion.

"Sometimes, when I say I like you, I actually want to say thank you more."

The dark room was a good place.

In situations where one couldn’t clearly see each other’s expressions, people’s honesty could get closer to their hearts.

Mou Keyan’s tone was incredibly sincere.

"Why suddenly thank me?"

Lu Jincheng patted the back of her hand.

"You probably don’t know, but I’ve always been very confused about the future since I was young."

"I love dancing, it’s true, but it seems I’m not that great, walking a path blindly, even I lack confidence."

"But your arrival seemed to really give my life meaning, helped me to find a direction to grow, to wake up happy every day, to sleep peacefully at night, looking forward to the future."

Mou Keyan leaned against his chest, feeling his strong heartbeat, and continued.

"So... thank you."

"What should I say at a time like this?"

Lu Jincheng stretched out his hand, pinched her delicate cheek and said with a smile.

"You’re welcome?"

"I haven’t finished yet."

Mou Keyan turned her face away, avoiding his palm, readjusting her emotions.

"The first time I said I liked you, it was more like pillow talk in bed, but after deep consideration, I still want to say..."

"It’s not just liking."

"I love you."

"As long as you say you need me, I will rush to you without hesitation."

"Once, twice, every time, I will immediately pick up my skirts, straighten my back and sit beside you, and we’ll drink down a whole cup of beer, giving you all the hugs left before I lose consciousness."

Lu Jincheng didn’t respond, only tightened his grip on her hand a bit more.

The girl pointed towards the gap in the curtain, her voice gentle.

"No matter what you think, I will love you like the moon outside the window, cycle after cycle."