Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 506 - 356.

Chapter 506: 356.

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Her mind was already in chaos.

Zhou Sinin’s last memory before losing consciousness was being flung onto the bed like a plush doll, her shoulders pressed down forcefully, a sharp sword chillingly piercing through her body.

A haze of muffled screams, unable to break free from the pain of the flesh, and towering pleasure soaring to the clouds.

She bit her lip, her brows furrowing slightly, her body tilting involuntarily, trying to cushion against the unfamiliar assault.

But from the very beginning, the other party seemed to be at the end of his strength.

It took all his might to move even a tiny bit.

She formed one barrier after another, nearly impossible to breach.

The man bent over and kissed her lips; she responded with a weak, trembling suckle.

The tip of his tongue lightly touched, not even daring to explore deeply into her mouth.

Up and down, creating a tangled echo.

She was melted by Lu Jincheng’s long, gentle kiss, her body relaxing a little in resignation.

The man had wondered before—if he wanted to make up with her, should he use those irresistible techniques he once wielded over humans.

But in this moment, he abandoned the idea.

Because the impulse rising from deep within could no longer be restrained.

She was the same.

That slender pinky quivered uncontrollably, wanting to take charge, but after only a few seconds at the center, her wrist lost all strength again, dropping lifelessly onto the sheets.

Flooded by helpless tingling, she embraced Lu Jincheng’s back, holding on tightly.

She bit his ear, then lovingly threaded his hair with her five fingers, instinctively skilled despite never being taught.

Fighting at the headboard, making up at the foot of the bed—the body itself is the sharpest weapon.

She trembled, her chest rising and falling with her voice.

Her fingers clutched the sheets, tendons standing out against pale skin.

As if holding on for one more second would push her to the brink.

Zhou Sinin had this kind of special constitution.

It was as if she didn’t need a formidable partner—so long as she wanted, she could bask in clouds from the sky.

"Husband~"

Her voice carried shyness, whispering by my ear.

"It feels so strange..."

Lu Jincheng knelt on the bed, gripping a handful of her brown hair with one hand, tightening slightly.

Her body was restrained, yet it was as if shackles had fallen away—she fought back, intent for intent.

You’d have to show some real skill now.

Lu Jincheng’s hand, holding her drenched ass, wandered upward, his thumb pressing and massaging just above her tailbone.

I’d done this to her not long ago.

"Hey! Don’t mess around!"

Zhou Sinin reached over in a panic, pushing his wrist away.

"Hm?"

I looked at her questioningly.

"Guys in your line of work must know all kinds of weird tricks. The moment you pressed that spot, I felt my stomach drop."

She spoke, but her waist writhed even more enticingly.

I pressed down my own fire, fighting to resist the pleasure throbbing between my legs.

"You and I... can walk through this world because we have strict control over ourselves... Even your own climax, you rein it in. But now—what if we just let go for once?"

I said.

"I told you, I’m afraid of you."

Zhou Sinin pouted, eyes sliding away, her hips grinding into me twice more.

The new jolt nearly undid me. I held my attack, swallowing hard. "There’s nothing left to fear, for us."

"I’m afraid I might fall in love with you."

The girl sounded like she was joking, but I knew she wasn’t.

She used that word because no one word could truly replace it.

"We gave up on that kind of discipline long ago."

"I haven’t. I still believe in love."

Zhou Sinin hummed, "You men, you have to cut away that soft part of yourselves just to believe you stand at the top of the food chain—what’s the point?"

I froze for a moment, then chuckled.

Not because she convinced me, but because I was infected by some feeling she stirred inside me.

"Fine then, I won’t cut it. You make me fall in love with you."

Zhou Sinin’s eyes sparkled; the hand holding my wrist slowly let go.

We continued to meld, but her movements slowed.

The girl was slightly out of breath, the strength in her swinging hips fading, sometimes showing a face strained to biting back the pain.

I tried to keep my heart steady, restarting this scene from the beginning—but for her, it wasn’t the same anymore. Those slippery juices had already spilled so wantonly, the stream of wetness growing thicker with every thrust.

The empty moments she had left were running out.

The massage along her spine made her blood quickly pool in her pelvis.

From the look in her eyes, it was as if she realized something was coming.

She looked at me with a mix of fear and anticipation, not resisting.

It meant the scales between pain and pleasure were tilting, and in a moment, the balance would tip over completely.

The girl’s cries grew hoarse, hand to her forehead, panting hard, as if searching for a sliver of balance.

Zhou Sinin’s upper body arched high, pain, surging waves, and disbelief mingling between her brows, her belly violently spasming.

"You, you... you’re in all the way!"

Her neck was taut, blue veins showing faintly beneath her skin.

The girl punched me on the shoulder, her voice choked with tears. "It hurts! Take it out!"

Of course I wouldn’t give up now—before she’d even finished talking, my fingers pressed together, pecking toward the place where her womb rested.

Zhou Sinin’s eyes flew open wide, an involuntary groan escaping her throat, her body seizing completely, spasming beneath me.

She gulped for air, struggling to stay rational, as if determined to savor every tiny second of that uterine climax.

I tried to roll off her, but she reached out, weakly pulling me to her.

We rinsed off quickly, then slipped into the bath together. Rising steam and bone-deep heat relaxed our exhausted muscles. She leaned against me, her head on my shoulder, tilting her little face up to look at me.

"Top five." She smirked, her eyes crinkling at the corners.

"Not very high praise," I snorted with a laugh.

"If I rank you too high, I’m afraid you’ll get cocky."

"My pride isn’t something handed to me by others," I said softly.

Zhou Sinin closed her eyes for a moment, then twisted around in the tub to lie on her stomach facing me, eyes shining. "Number one, okay? Zuo Huan, you’re number one out of all the men I’ve ever had."

I’ve never been one to care for anyone’s praise, but in front of this woman, I wavered in a way I hadn’t for a long time.

I turned away, not meeting her gaze, wanting to reclaim my self-control. But the emotions in my chest could never be locked away in that iron cage again.

"Fuck..."

I spat out a harsh curse, then grabbed Zhou Sinin’s face and kissed her fiercely.

The end?

The woman I searched for, day and night—was it really her?

Zhou Sinin responded to my kiss without hunger; steady, quiet, drawn-out, filled with the love she alone could give. She was the one leading me, like a teacher showing me how to love again, while I was just a child who’d never known what love was.

I wanted to let her take me into a beautiful dream, a world that belonged to her, where she called all the shots.

I have no idea when I’ll wake from that dream.

After kissing, our lips parted; Zhou Sinin turned around again and, finding her most comfortable position, settled herself in my lap once more.