Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 505 - 355. Slightly better touch than hers

Chapter 505: 355. Slightly better touch than hers

Dynamic games are forever the main theme in the relationships between men and women.

Compared to when she had just stepped into the room, Zhou Sinin’s attitude clearly softened a lot. The resoluteness from moments ago seemed to have melted into bits of tenderness, hidden in her glistening eyes.

"Baby, come a little closer~"

"No."

Her soft and delicate tone carried a hint of refusal cloaked in an invitation.

Even though Zhou Sinin didn’t agree verbally, on the other side of the sofa, Lu Jincheng’s large hand had already reached over, finding its way to her shoulder first.

Inside, the girl felt both shy and irritated, yet she didn’t speak out to stop him, allowing his unruly hand to linger around her skin.

A man’s tendency to push boundaries is, at its core, a form of probing.

At this moment, seeing that Zhou Sinin remained silent all along, his confidence only grew stronger.

Some things need not be fully spelled out.

"It’s fine. If you won’t come over, I’ll just take the initiative myself."

Lu Jincheng said with an amused smile, like a patient and gentle gardener.

The next second, he slightly leaned to one side, reaching out to encircle Zhou Sinin’s waist, hooking her up from one end of the sofa and pulling her into his arms, where she sat sideways atop his lap.

"What are you doing!"

Startled, Zhou Sinin unconsciously raised her voice and twisted her body, trying to break free.

But the man’s strong hands were resolute, leaving her no chance.

Such feigned resistance, not too forceful, was far from a real refusal.

In the eyes of an experienced hunter, this was merely a half-hearted, bashful coyness.

Under Mr. Lu’s actions, the brown-haired girl became trapped in his embrace, her crinkled camisole failing to cover the alabaster skin beneath.

One of his hands rested on her waist while the other ventured boldly forward.

"You... can’t."

By now, the trademark tone of Zhou Sinin’s voice carried a delicate tremor, entirely stripped of the decisiveness and firmness from earlier.

"Still can’t?"

Before Zhou Sinin could continue, Lu Jincheng’s hand on her waist suddenly moved up to the nape of her neck, pressing inward as he pulled her face closer to his own.

"Mmm..."

The previous probing had already rooted confidence in his mind.

Having seen past her boundaries, he held no more hesitation and kissed Zhou Sinin’s lips directly.

Gentle breaths gradually expanded, with their long eyelashes brushing against each other, bidding goodbye to the vibrant neon outside Shanghai’s windows.

In the distant floor-to-ceiling mirror, the girl looked like a crimson-hued pipa cradled in her tall lover’s arms.

Lu Jincheng resembled the most skilled musician, his fingers plucking at the strings, playing the most enchanting melody in the room.

"...."

Several minutes later, Zhou Sinin had regained her focus. Though both her upper and lower defenses had been gently overrun, her eyes slowly opened, carrying a trace of an alluring charm.

That long-absent seductiveness.

She no longer struggled, staying quietly perched in Lu Jincheng’s arms, lifting her arms and straightening her posture compliantly, letting him maneuver her as he pleased.

From quiet, to obedient, to cooperative.

Until a pair of jade-like arms silently encircled the man’s neck.

The dynamic response wasn’t lost on Lu Jincheng.

When he noticed her beginning to show signs of subtle harmony, the heavy stone weighing on his heart finally eased, and he slowed his pace, relishing the exploration.

"Did you gain weight over the New Year?"

Amusement flickered in Lu Jincheng’s eyes as he teasingly asked.

"No way! I just measured myself yesterday—clearly, I didn’t!"

Zhou Sinin whined softly, grabbing his arm with one hand and pressing it against her flat abdomen, trying to prove her point.

"Hey... is this an ab line~"

"What do you think?"

The girl let out a gentle snort, a mix of pride and satisfaction.

With her arms draped around his neck, Lu Jincheng couldn’t conveniently lower his head to check, so his hands became his new "eyes."

"Impressive, looks like you’ve been working hard..."

Unlike ordinary flatness, a few months of yoga and Pilates had sculpted Zhou Sinin’s waist and abdomen into well-defined lines.

Each time she squirmed or twisted, the ab lines would tense slightly, easily discernible to the touch.

"Of course!"

The warm glow of the room’s pendant light shone directly on Zhou Sinin’s delicate, porcelain-like face.

Her lips curved into a smile as her bright eyes sparkled like autumn waters, with her dimples subtly deepened by a quiet contentment.

"Do you like it?"

"Of course, I like it."

Lu Jincheng nodded.

"Does it feel... better than someone who never exercises?"

Even in moments like this, Zhou Sinin couldn’t help but show a playful side, taking a sly jab at a certain short-haired girl who avoided exercise.

The answer wasn’t unexpected.

"This is definitely a gift—others can’t compete even if they wanted to."

Lu Jincheng didn’t deny it.

As her body swayed slightly with her seated posture, the loose hem of her A-line skirt had long lost its ability to conceal anything, riding effortlessly upward.

Like a dazzling star, Zhou Sinin’s radiance captured all attention when viewed directly.

Only when Lu Jincheng diverted his gaze could he notice the details hidden beneath the brilliance.

Such as her flawless, fair skin.

There was no denying it—Zhou Sinin’s skin seemed like the Creator’s most meticulous masterpiece.

Utterly perfect, without a single flaw.

The tips of his fingers brushed against her, like running over the finest jade—smooth, supple, endlessly fascinating.

It wasn’t just a matter of natural talent; her dedicated and expensive skincare regimen also played a significant role.

The first time she’d spent the night with Lu Jincheng, she’d brought along a suitcase packed with pricey skincare products.

During those instances when most would relish the intimate sweetness of lying in their lover’s arms, she’d rise like clockwork to perform her undeterred skincare routine, with unwavering discipline.

His hand moved further up, tracing along her long and shapely legs.

It was fortunate that the A-line skirt Zhou Sinin wore today wasn’t a tight-fitting style.

By leveraging his grip from her armpits and lifting her legs slightly, he managed to elevate her soft feet off the ground altogether.

This naturally let gravity do the rest, creating a small gap between her quadriceps that he subtly explored.

"...That’s enough!"

At this point, Zhou Sinin finally showed resistance.

The girl began wriggling her shoulders, attempting to break free from Lu Jincheng’s hold.

"Don’t~ want~ it~"

Pulling away, her starry eyes sparkled as she spoke shyly, pressing one hand against his toned abdomen and tracing circles.

The coquettishness in her short utterance made Lu Jincheng’s heart stir even more.

He didn’t respond with words, instead focusing intently on her eyes.

Meeting his gaze for a while, Zhou Sinin’s cheeks flushed even deeper before she couldn’t bear it any longer, finally closing her eyes again.

The next kiss was much firmer.

In an instant, all five senses seemed to dissolve into chaotic static, like an old television with a broken signal.

The final thread of clarity snapped at last.