Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 390 - 290. Collect interest in the second half.

Chapter 390: 290. Collect interest in the second half.

Zhou Sinin seemed to have the upper hand for the first half.

The sense of security was there, the promises were there, and the questions that hung over her heart at last sank to the bottom.

Lu Jincheng even took the initiative to leave the WeChat group.

But what about after?

The moment their lips parted, both he and she clearly saw the fervor in each other’s eyes.

Zhou Sinin directly grabbed his hand and placed it in a comfortable position around her shoulder.

Then she wrapped her arm around his waist, leaning her whole body into him.

His wrist felt the presence of a shoulder strap as if it were an arrow.

Pointing him where to go forward if he wanted to really touch.

He only felt his mouth go dry, carefully tilting his head back, lowering his gaze as much as he could.

Being embraced by him in this way, the brown-haired girl’s round neckline was fully visible.

With her body to the side, her sweatshirt’s neckline bulged at some point.

Below, the cleavage was deep, and one could vaguely make out the fair and lovely arcs on both sides.

"What are you doing..."

She seemed to feel the man’s eager movements beneath the hem of her sweatshirt.

Zhou Sinin pursed her lips, a hint of shyness appearing between her dimples.

"I haven’t showered yet!"

"I’ll shower with you."

"No! What are you thinking, you pervert~"

Zhou Sinin’s eyes suddenly widened, her face flushed as she turned her head away as if she had heard something utterly outrageous.

That’s right.

Dominating the first half meant that in the other half, she was bound to be devoured completely.

As smart as she was, how could she not understand this principle?

The man gave her a sense of security, and the old excuses had no more persuasive power.

"Then... let me help you change into your pajamas."

Mr. Lu Xun’s "open window theory" was very effective in many areas.

For example, if you directly offer to help a girl change her underwear by hand, and if she’s conservative or inexperienced, she’s likely to refuse.

But if you first suggest showering together and then, after being rejected, propose changing into pajamas, the odds of her agreement are much higher.

Just like Zhou Sinin, who was now obediently complying.

Her cheeks blushed, she closed her eyes tightly, and raised both arms, allowing Lu Jincheng to remove her sweatshirt.

Next came the long pants, shoes, and white socks.

Her gaze was left with nothing but pink satin that sloped down from the right shoulder strap, crossing over like mountains.

Adorned with tiny sky-blue lace clusters and embroidered with little roses, there were also two bows tied at the sides.

It was clear; this was a complete set of intimates.

The fabric on her limbs marked a clear boundary.

Her delicate snow-white skin was set off by the light base color of her clothes, making her even more tantalizing than if she were naked.

It was like a warm spring breeze instantly filling the winter hotel room.

"Stop, stop, don’t, give me my clothes!"

Zhou Sinin’s voice was soft as she reached out to push the man away, urgently calling a halt.

She pointed at the backpack not far away, gesturing to Lu Jincheng.

"This one?"

Lu Jincheng hopped off the bed, slowing down his movements, unzipped the entire zipper, and pulled a sleeping gown from her bag.

"Mm-hmm, hurry up~"

Zhou Sinin watched him leisurely taking his time admiring her and couldn’t help but urge him in a coy voice.

Mr. Lu was indeed intentionally pausing.

He enjoyed watching a woman’s subconscious shy expression while she wore only her undergarments.

The same action as before.

He narrowed his eyes, raised his arms, and put on the sleeping gown.

Zhou Sinin, in her slippers, took a bag of toiletries from the backpack, ready to head towards the bathroom.

"Baby~"

Lu Jincheng suddenly called out to her.

"Hmm?"

"Wait a moment."

The man smiled and took two steps forward, his hand flashing elegantly to her chest, finding the right spot through the sleeping gown.

With a "pop," he unfastened the front clasp.

Clean and sharp.

The robe naturally sprang open to both sides.

Soft and fragrant, as soft as clouds, or like a ball of dough, as if about to burst through the gap created in the blink of an eye.

"How annoying you are!"

Though there was a nightgown on her body, revealing nothing,

Zhou Sinin instinctively covered herself with one hand out of embarrassment.

Seconds later, she realized what happened and glared at Lu Jincheng fiercely.

One hand had already removed the useless straps from her shoulders and pulled them off her body.

Thrown to the side.

"You must have been a skilled womanizer in your past life."

She straightened her body, and the silk material of her nightgown formed natural creases.

Turning her waist, she left the man with a flirtatious view of her back.

...

The bathroom was filled with wafting steam, and the sound of water continued.

But suddenly, there was a click; the tightly shut bathroom door cracked open, and the man looked up, setting aside the glowing phone.

A small opening revealed half of Zhou Sinin’s pretty face.

"Husband~"

"I forgot a bottle of essential oil, the one with English letters, in the pocket of my bag. Can you pass it to me, please?"

Of course, no problem.

Lu Jincheng took two steps for every three, found the little bottle, and just as he thought to slip into the bathroom as a matter of course, Zhou Sinin swiftly snatched it away.

Bang!

The door shut tight once more, and the sound of water paused briefly, replaced by a more muted tone.

Leaving him with just that fleeting glimpse.

Looking over, his gaze filled with mist and expanses of fair skin.

No hurry.

A glance was just collecting a bit of interest.

He would have his fill tonight.

Lu Jincheng crossed his arms and patiently waited for the beauty to emerge from her bath.

After a while, Zhou Sinin, her head wrapped in a towel, stepped out amidst a cloud of mist.

Her already delicate skin now seemed like it could truly be squeezed for water.

She walked to the bedside with a smile, patted the intense gaze of Lu Jincheng, and pouted.

"Go ahead, you don’t need to help me blow-dry my hair today. I can do it myself."

She untied the towel, threw her brown hair over her shoulders, held it with the towel, and began to gently rub it dry.

"Okay."

Lu Jincheng wasted no time and quickly went to shower.

Minutes later, with fantasies of a beautiful night, he gently pushed open the bathroom door.

Zhou Sinin leaned against the pillow propped up on the headboard, adjusting the small lamp in her direction, her head bowed while watching a video.

She was still wearing her nightgown, her lower body covered by the spread-out fluffy blanket, with only a tender, bare foot peeking out from the hem due to her bent knees.

Her brown hair naturally fell on her cheeks, and with the warm-toned ceiling light mixed with the lamp’s light, one straight and one diagonal, she looked like a maiden blessed by the gods.

Without lifting her head, her face flushed, she paused the video and said softly.

"Did you... finish washing?"

"Yes."

"Then, come and rest."

He swallowed, moved around to the side of the bed, and with every muscle in his body unconsciously tense, he climbed in and lay down beside her.

As Zhou Sinin had mentioned earlier, apart from not feeling secure, she was already prepared.

It seemed like it was time for the man to take action directly.

But was her preparation really what he imagined?

Only one way to find out.

No sooner had Lu Jincheng gotten into bed than she raised her head slightly and snuggled into the man’s arms.

Her nostrils filled with the unique scent of a girl’s petals.

Her neck was quickly encircled, cheek pressed against cheek.

He knew how much she loved such tender, sweet affection.

If combined with a close embrace, it could make her heart burst into bloom.

So, he held back the urge to explore elsewhere for the moment and focused on kissing her instead.

Such a loving gesture, indeed, filled Zhou Sinin’s heart with joy.

She squinted her eyes, her cheeks flushed, and her breathing grew melodiously soft.