Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 374 - 279. Appetizer

Chapter 374: 279. Appetizer

Dreams, vivid and fragrant.

Mr. Lu gradually woke from his sleep.

Joint bent, arms tingling, and dry lips and tongue, each discomfort reminded him of the sudden rain last night.

When people wake from beautiful dreams, their thoughts tend to be muddled.

Memory started to function, in the cache, those scenes from the dreams became vague and fuzzy, replaced by the actual scenes from last night, albeit fragmented, crowding the space.

Fantasy receded, reality approached.

Dizziness, joint pain, a somewhat wooden mind, chapped lips—it was all because he had drunk too much red wine last night.

Why were his arms tingling?

It seemed that the upper part of his arms was a bit numb.

Opening his eyes, his blurry vision gradually sharpened, the ceiling light of the hotel, a luxurious composition of six squares, was a familiar scene.

He turned his head slightly, a pair of bright, timid yet sweetly intoxicated eyes were looking at him.

Tender affection.

Without lowering his gaze yet, he merely shifted his body and could feel...

His body pressing against a pale, warm, porcelain-smooth, girl’s body.

Guan Yongyi.

Memory surged, logic and sequence piecing together.

The short-haired girl seemed to realize he was awake, her cheeks immediately blushing with a shy expression, she turned her head away, burying it under the shared blanket.

He slightly propped his body up with his arms, lifting his torso a few inches towards the headboard.

This movement caused all sorts of waves in the comforter, lifting it slightly, spreading a burst of the girl’s fragrance quietly across the bed.

Mr. Lu sniffed, drawing in her scent.

The drowsiness dispersed, and he couldn’t help but want to continue exploring and admiring, much like a bee destined to be drawn to nectar.

He cleared his throat, grasped one corner of the comforter with his right hand and suddenly flung it with force.

Instantly, the plain white comforter covering them both flipped over, sweeping across the room like a shadow, Mr. Lu’s arm strength sending it to the other side of the bed.

"What are you doing!"

Guan Yongyi didn’t expect him to be so rough and unreasonable.

She curled her arms and legs, turned her side, leaving her back to him.

Because under the comforter, both were naked, and any breeze would make them feel bitterly cold.

Mr. Lu couldn’t help laughing, his left hand reaching out, gently embracing the girl’s back.

Drawing that pale, delicate fragrant body, exquisite and soft, he pulled her close to his side.

Pressed neatly together.

It seemed it was the first time he sincerely admired Guan Yongyi from this angle.

Last night was just a drunken glimpse in the bathroom.

And the first time they spent the night together, he controlled his gaze to not make the girl too nervous, polite and courteous.

Now he could finally be unrestrained.

Guan Guan followed the typical Cantonese dietary habit of eating less oily and salty food and consuming more vegetables and hot soups.

A healthy diet, natural gifts.

These not only helped maintain her weight but also made her skin all over appear exceptionally soft and flawless as far as the eye could see.

Back, shoulders, cheeks, collarbones, chest...

All the way to her hips on the side, the curves were like sculpted waves, white as snow, smooth as jade, as if every inch was exquisitely carved.

If not for the tender green veins visible beneath her skin, one could even suspect it was a piece of art.

"So ticklish..."

The man’s palm couldn’t help but move downward again, caressing Guan Yongyi’s waist.

Trailing along her waist, he pressed on her sacrum, cautiously moving forward on her skin, as if exploring the perfect form of the human tailbone.

The short-haired girl bit her lip, humming a small sound from her nostrils.

And Mr. Lu’s hesitation continued, his hand moving from the inner side of her half-body to another area.

"Don’t... don’t do this."

She leaned her head down and wrapped her arms around herself, merely dodging hesitantly, her cheeks already flush spreading to her neck.

"Don’t do what?"

Lu Jincheng smiled, seemingly stopping the movement of his hands.

He spread his fingers, feeling the girl’s tense, curved lines, soft and warm.

Most importantly, Guan Yongyi, held in his arms, was subtly twisting her body but did not move or struggle; this was always the most familiar state of women to him.

She was learning to enjoy it, learning to fight her own conservatism.

"You, you weren’t satisfied yesterday?"

Guan Yongyi lifted her head, her breathing already a bit disordered, her little face flushed red, her lips slightly pouting, looking both annoyed and coquettish.

"Yesterday was just an appetizer."

Lu Jincheng shrugged his shoulders with a smile, an innocent look on his face.

"You... you’re not being a hooligan, are you!"

Her cheeks blushing, she retorted half in embarrassment and half in anger, but her voice got quieter and quieter with the last few words, almost inaudible.

"I feel like I’m falling apart."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Lu Jincheng couldn’t help but chuckle, smiling broadly, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

Though the situation was predictably ripe for harvest, Guan Guan’s fighting power was likely not up to par.

Talking about comparing her to beautiful young women like Teacher Guo or even an exercised Senior Sister Miao, in terms of stamina, Guan Yongyi simply couldn’t match.

"Come here, I’ll give you a massage, relax a bit."

With these words, his left hand, wrapped around her lower abdomen, tightened its hold on Guan Yongyi’s waist, pulling her in.

One arm lifted, and the other pulled, as if holding a man-shaped pillow, he lifted the short-haired girl up to face him, placing her above him.

It was like the two were embracing on the grass, rolling once.

"No no no, I don’t need a massage, I really don’t..."

Although it wasn’t broad daylight, the view was unobstructed.

Guan Yongyi, having just been lifted up, knew this position could no longer hide the splendid scenery.

She could only close her eyes, her cheeks flushed as she continued deluding herself, struggling to cover herself with her arms.

But it was futile at this point; she could cover the top, but not below.

Even if she managed to cover everything top to bottom, a delicate girl with bare arms, fragrant room, appeared in a kaleidoscope of poses no matter how you looked.

And with this position, Lu Jincheng’s hands were freed again.

"What are you blocking, I’ve seen everything."

He chuckled softly, teasing as he pulled at the elbows of Guan Yongyi’s encircling arms, slowly making his way inward along her smooth forearms.

Pressing on the base of her wrist, he forcefully pulled apart.

"I can’t, I can’t!"

Guan Yongyi cooed softly, a shallow moan escaping her.

But unlike before, her resistance was merely symbolic.

Once again, completely exposed before the man, and so very close.

She closed her eyes.

Her guise was one of innocence, at his mercy, subject to his actions.