Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 456 - 337. Midnight with a Gentle Breeze

Chapter 456: 337. Midnight with a Gentle Breeze

The corridor on the second floor of the dimly-lit villa was carpeted with a thick, sheepskin grey velvet rug, soft as cloud when stepped upon.

At the end of the corridor were several windows, through which snow and moonlight drifted in, casting their glow on the three room doors not far apart.

The light and shadows were scattered, each with its own mottled pattern.

When Lu Jincheng actually reached the second floor, he turned to stand by a window, gazing absently at the door to Zhong Ruixi’s suite.

In reality, from a practical standpoint, he knew.

It was highly likely that Zhong Ruixi would not reject him today.

She was direct by nature, filled with unabashed passion. As long as she felt ready in her heart, anytime would be right.

But there was a moment when he felt it wasn’t quite appropriate.

Two classmates were just in the next room.

Everyone had spent the entire day frolicking at the ski resort. In terms of physical energy, mental energy, or the setting, it really wasn’t the best time.

The best time to captivate Bai Yueguang’s body and soul.

The urge that had been stirred up today had gradually faded with time.

He had a thought, a ’let’s just go back’ kind of thought.

Lu Jincheng stood in front of the window, his thoughts as wayward and erratic as the heavy snowflakes outside.

He didn’t know how much time had passed when he heard some rustling sounds, but his capacity to think seemed a bit numb.

Still not moving an inch, standing dumbly in the hallway, he watched the tightly closed room door.

Until from the left side of his body, that door made a slight creak as it opened.

The person from the room on the left had pushed the door open themselves.

"What are you doing here?"

Her crisp female voice carried a lazy drowsiness.

"..."

With a forced smile on his cheek, Lu Jincheng turned his head slightly, still not sure what to say.

But of course, he then saw the sight before him.

Bleary-eyed from waking up, leaning on the door frame, yawning as she held the door, Zhong Ruixi looked at him in puzzlement.

Just that one glance, yet he couldn’t tear his eyes away again that night.

In contrast to Zhou Sinin’s exaggerated, intricately princess-like nightgown of satin and lace,

The Zhong Ruixi standing before him now exuded a charm that could entice a myriad of hearts.

Her lush, black hair, bound together with a pink, wide hairband, fell in a casual disarray at her temples, without a hint of split ends.

On her upper body, she simply wore a solid-colored tank top with skinny straps.

Her long, fair legs, like compass needles, were only clad in shorts, intertwined.

Even in the moonlight, blue veins could be faintly seen snaking across the skin of her thighs.

With flesh on her thighs and bones revealed on her calves, every inch of her skin boasted the vibrancy of youth.

Her right knee was slightly bent while her left leg braced against the door, creating an oblique angle and a gentle geometric composition of mixed beauty.

The shorts too were plain, and since the snow hadn’t completely covered everything yet, it wasn’t very clear.

All he knew was the style was simple, with a decorative bow in the center, the fine fabric—ice satin and soft cotton—thin as one layer, tied at the crotch, forming an inverted triangular edge.

She stood there, her lofty figure delineated by the two thin straps, elegantly tied at the young girl’s shoulder blades, with one already slipping off her shoulder, prone to breaking any moment, threatening to let unknown spring scenes fall.

"So, you came up here to enjoy the view?"

Zhong Ruixi’s voice was drowsy, suggesting she might have been asleep just moments before.

She leaned against the door frame, exhaling languid breaths, her chest rising and falling gently.

Any girl standing over 170 centimeters tall often has legs above the knee that are especially eye-catching.

Barefooted, her legs rested on the carpet without even the protection of slippers.

This unguarded laziness, combined with her almost half-naked body, no attempt to cover up, made all her curves and delicate plumpness seem to undulate beneath the simplest of fabrics.

Out of nowhere, a feeling emerged as if she were sharing "a girl’s most precious secret, now completely revealed to you."

Shoulders, cherry lips, neck, bust, collarbones, cleavage, buttocks, hem of shorts, thighs, calves, feet, waist, belly button...

It was already a vision of spring, as splendid as a Renaissance painting.

One didn’t know where to look first to say it was worth it.

This kind of half-naked beauty in her pajamas, Lu Jincheng had seen before.

But even though he had lived two lifetimes, he had never truly seen Zhong Ruixi like this.

Yet here it was, blending together with the scene in front of him.

She asked so lazily and casually, leaning against the door as if she’d just been startled awake.

It was as if Zhong Ruixi at this moment was truly someone he had lived with for years, a girl-next-door without need for any pretense, merely inquiring out of midnight curiosity.

"What are you doing?"

As if always, childhood sweethearts.

Lu Jincheng stood rooted to the spot, at a loss for what to say.

Indeed.

What was he doing?

Zhong Ruixi, however, rubbed her eyelids, her charming eyes glistening as she gazed straight at the man.

Perhaps seeing through to Lu Jincheng’s heart, she giggled, jokingly saying,

"What, is the environment on the first floor not to your liking, not used to sleeping there?"

"That’s not it..."

Zhong Ruixi seemed not to hear the man’s low response.

She continued her sleep-talk naturally, picking up where her sentence left off, her willow-leaf eyebrows slightly raised, her voice pausing again.

"So what is it, can’t sleep in a strange bed? Scared of being alone?"

"Or simply... want to sleep with me?"

Zhong Ruixi’s voice was soft and tender, her question poised with a tease, her eyes playful yet concealing an imperceptible invitation.

In an instant, she pulled Lu Jincheng out of the awkwardness and constraint of not knowing how to reply.

Pulling him back to that initial, primal desire.

"..."

He stood there, taking in every expression of Zhong Ruixi in front of him.

Examining every expression of his lover.

The next second, he suddenly smiled and nodded.

"Yeah."

"I want to sleep with you."

As soon as the words were out, seeing the smiles swirling in Zhong Ruixi’s eyes, the man simply bent his knees and performed an upward sweeping gesture.

He scooped up the crook of her snowy white legs.

"...Hey!"

Wearing only shorts, Zhong Ruixi’s legs—ice cold—were suddenly embraced by him.

To the touch, they felt fragrant, smooth, delicate, bone-chilling yet with that curvaceous sculptural beauty.

The girl let out an instinctive exclamation.

But before she could make a second sound, she remembered the other two were next door and covered her mouth.

Then, Lu Jincheng’s other arm wrapped around from one side in a princess-carry posture, cradling her up both brutally and gently.

Merging as one, they stepped back to find their bearings and with a bump, they entered the room on the left, Zhong Ruixi’s room.

Following suit, the man kicked the door shut behind him, carrying Bai Yueguang’s body onto the vast expanse of the mattress and let themselves fall down.

"Thump," the mattress rippled with a natural bounce as if a white cloud was puffed open, then swelling up again.