Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!-Chapter 253 - 189. Juice Milk

Yu Qingyue’s face flushed red as she shamefully sat back down on her stool.

The atmosphere offline was gradually taking a turn towards an unfamiliar direction, quite different from the flowery chatter among sisters in the group chat on a typical day.

Wasn’t it all a joke when they said they would dedicate themselves to their careers in the chat group?

You guys were serious?!

The questions became more and more open as the game went on, and though Yu Qingyue didn’t have to stand up, just listening to everyone’s experiences made her blush and her ears turn red.

Oh my god, Sister Miao Miao was actually playing so wildly with Mr. Lu!

Wow wow wow, you wouldn’t have guessed!

In many ways, it was Mou Keyan’s influence that had given Yu Qingyue the courage to step out of her comfort zone and enter this industry.

It was hard to imagine Fairy Miao, so stunning and aggressive in her beauty, having had such thrilling experiences with her own boss!

Inside bedrooms, outside rooms, in teaching buildings, conference rooms...

Each of the others had their own unique stories, and the purpose of these kinds of games, of course, was not only to deepen understanding but most importantly, to exchange secrets.

Innermost, unshowable, little secrets of sex and desire.

Just like the deep impact of fraternity culture in foreign universities, the pledge events before joining are not to be disclosed, yet even outsiders clearly understand.

To win the trust of key figures, the limits definitely extend beyond making glue in public.

Everyone had a blast playing.

After several rounds, the hierarchy between superiors and subordinates melted away and the six women and one man joyously exchanged drinking cups, songs, and dances.

Now it was the battlefield of talent showcase.

Liu Yutong, the music talent, grabbed two microphones and insisted on singing a love duet with Lu Jincheng. As she sang, she slowly slipped off one black shoe and occasionally rubbed his calf with her white sock.

From top to bottom, the rubbing was tantalizingly ticklish.

Before Mr. Lu could react, Yang Wenjing, dressed in yoga pants, played a DJ track, clasping her arms as the music played, spreading her legs and bowing deeply to present her astonishingly pert behind.

Next, the crowd incited Mou Keyan and Jiang Yu to dance a duet, even queuing up a special song for them.

As a result, the two confidently stood in the center of the room, between two large TVs, raising their hands in unison and started to dance, their waists twisting as if with their own breezes.

Their grace, their faces, and that enchanting charm were absolutely captivating.

In the midst of her dance, Mou Keyan sipped some wine and with a smile, wrapped her arms around Lu Jincheng’s neck, her head bowed, passing the cherry wine kiss.

This ignited the entire atmosphere of the private room.

"Wow~"

"Miao Miao, what are you doing!"

"She’s cheating, we’re still dancing!"

"Alright, alright, playing this trick, huh, Sister Miao Miao?"

The girls were teasing, and Jiang Yu, upon seeing Mou Keyan’s lost-in-the-moment action, stopped her wall stretch stretch, looked at her cup in front of her, uncertain whether to proceed or retreat.

Her struggle only lasted a few seconds because Ji Shu, who couldn’t conveniently showcase her talent, came up with a suggestion.

She proposed switching to a game with more randomness and interaction, so as not to stick out.

"That makes sense!"

"Sure, what game?"

After the music stopped, they gathered again, brought out a dice cup, and placed two dice inside, taking turns to shake it.

"This game is called ’Seven Eight Nine,’ let me explain the rules."

Near the coffee table, Lu Jincheng noticed that nearly everyone present was slightly tipsy.

Especially Yu Qingyue, sitting in the corner, her little face flushed, eyelids heavy, clearly not holding her liquor well.

The ’Seven Eight Nine’ game was not complex and was suited for many players.

With two dice, each person took turns throwing them: 7 means kiss, 8 means touch, and 9 means drink.

Throwing two 1s made you ’King,’ allowing you to command any two people to do anything, no chickening out.

The new round of thrilling games for the night officially began.

Since it was Ji Shu who introduced the game, she started us off.

She shook her wrist, skillfully shook the dice cup, and with a smile, lifted the lid.

"8 points, sorry girls, there’s only one man here, I don’t have a choice."

Two fours.

Ji Shu squinted her eyes, still maintaining a languidly enchanting expression as she stood up and sat next to Lu Jincheng, the hem of her cropped knit revealing a glimpse of snow-white skin.

points meant touch, as the name implied.

"Come on, I’ll try to resist lightly."

Lu Jincheng laughed as if resisting, yet not quite resisting, the corners of his mouth curling, his laughter unceasing.

"Oh my god, wow! Mr. Lu’s physique is so good!"

Ji Shu’s glittering eyes were filled with astonishment, and despite having eaten a meal and drinking twice, when she reached out her hand...

Her laid-back manner was suddenly shattered, and she gasped.

Under the man’s shirt, were clearly defined muscles—so big, so firm, so strong!

Abs... four on the left, four on the right, and above was a pectoral muscle covered by a hand, oh my god!

Gulp.

Ji Shu swallowed instinctively.

She wasn’t drunk at all, but her cheeks instantly became hot, her pupils for the first time a bit dazed.

"Okay, okay! Next round, you’re not done touching yet!"

Mou Keyan pouted her lips and couldn’t help but wave her hand energetically to intervene.

That girl, once she started touching, was like a nymphomaniac, almost climbing on top!

What a fuss.

Never seen a high-quality man with a good physique, huh?

"Hehe."

Ji Shu, self-proclaimed queen of the nightclub, truly touched such a real physique for the first time.

It must be said, if there’s such a thing as the dream of thousands of girls, that would definitely be Mr. Lu himself.

Wealth, looks, and physique, a perfect Hexagonal Warrior, oh no, a God among men.

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