Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!-Chapter 276 - 205. Back-to-the-basket singles play
Chapter 276: 205. Back-to-the-basket singles play
That’s right.
Strip the girl’s camisole, pull her ponytail, snatch her homework.
These were all things the young Lu Jincheng could do.
It wasn’t until high school, after puberty passed, that he met a girl he liked and learned to restrain his nature.
"Why... how..."
Although it wasn’t the first time she’d been flirted with by a man, Mou Keyan had never expected it.
She had just been seriously reminiscing about her youth, so how had it suddenly transformed into this?
And there she was, feeling sorry for him, feeling sorry for him having to stand as punishment.
Standing a hundred times wouldn’t be too much!
"He deserves to be punished."
Mou Keyan pouted slightly, her voice pinched.
"Is this area tight?"
After Mr. Lu unfastened it, he didn’t dive straight into the main topic but instead touched the spot on the back of Mou Keyan’s neck where a bow used to be, his thumb and forefinger coming together to gently pinch it.
"Um... might be a bit stiff? I’ve been in front of the computer for too long recently."
Mou Keyan felt it for a while, then turned her neck along with the sensation.
"Go to the company’s practice room earlier tomorrow, I’ve contacted a massage girl, her technique is absolutely top-notch."
"Okay."
The senior nodded.
"Right, call Qingyue too, how many can fit side by side in that room? If it’s good, I’ll have her come several times."
"Three? Including you."
Mou Keyan gave him a meaningful look.
"What’s with that look... it’s just a massage to relax the body and mind, you wouldn’t want your necks to stiffen, that wouldn’t look good."
"Alright, alright, I’ll definitely call Qingyue."
"Why?"
Lu Jincheng was curious.
"She just bought a car the other day, she can’t just stay in the dorm doing experiments, right? She should come over in her free time, otherwise, why would I buy her a car if she doesn’t listen to the boss? How would that work?"
Mou Keyan straightened up, firing off her words like a barrage, utterly serious.
"Hey, not bad, already managing your subordinates?"
Mr. Lu laughed and pinched her nose, quite satisfied.
Whether as a top anchor in the circle or as his, Mr. Lu’s, leading lady, that was the role she had to play, the awareness she needed to have!
"What else then? What if someone treats you like a fool..."
"Ha ha ha, so did she treat me like a fool?"
"No, Qingyue is quite sensible, she only bought a car for commuting."
Mou Keyan gently pursed her lips, her whole body lying in Lu Jincheng’s arms, drawing circles on his chest, and sighed softly.
"It didn’t even cost over two hundred thousand."
"We all misunderstood; she doesn’t seem to be the typical naive sweet girl, she’s got some smarts too."
"Tsks tsk tsk."
Mr. Lu admired Mou Keyan in his arms and chatted with her intermittently.
It wasn’t until he accidentally followed the same path and pulled the strap out of the short sleeve that the incident of tonight, akin to the Sarajevo event, was marked.
"What good is being smart?"
"How is it not useful?"
The night stretched long by the leaves, the senior curled up, her voice very low.
"Being smart only earns a little money, far from comparing to opportunities and fate, understand?"
"..."
Mou Keyan bit her lip.
"When opportunity strikes, the whole world lends its strength; when fortune fades, heroes are helpless; what comes later will never match up to you."
Lu Jincheng, of course, understood her emotions.
"Really?"
Her eyes sparkled anew.
"Nonsense, come on, get into position—I’ll prove it to you."
He patted the sofa cushion beside him.
What followed was an eager, delighted Mou Keyan.
She struggled out of the man’s embrace, turned around gracefully, and obediently knelt down, draping herself over the sofa.
She positioned herself with one side of her body arching back, an action filled with immense embarrassment.
Bring it on, timing, bring it on, fate!
Mou Keyan squinted her eyes.
Then, she heard the man sigh in appreciation.
Mr. Lu sniffled and pounced.
....
A girl’s buttocks, also known as the pleasure code.
Whether it’s by sight, smell, or touch, it seems any of the senses could appreciate the round curves filled with symbolic fertility.
It was a sense of achievement and pleasure for a man.
Thus, men even in public places, like to lightly pat the girl’s behind when cuddling with their partners.
It’s a habit, a reflex, controlled by genes, not necessarily a manifestation of a specific need.
Yet, if there’s a girl, who presents herself bashfully in a kneeling pose, half-raising her body, turning her backside towards a man.
The posture itself, with its unique stimuli, instantly drowns out the awareness of intimacy, joyfulness, and teasing, instead stirring up bare desires.
Because this pose is not just an animalistic mating position, it’s also a one-sided scrutinizing posture, a clear indication rather than a hint.
As movements gradually increased, a fine sweat soon appeared on Mou Keyan’s pale back.
"Um..."
Lu Jincheng bent down, pressing against her, inhaling the scent of orchids from her neck as she breathed.
They held each other tightly, no one spoke, and no one moved.
"What’s wrong..."
Feeling the shift from intense movement to calm, Mou Keyan couldn’t help but finally ask.
These words, like a signal, caused his hands to tighten around her slender waist, reigniting the man behind her.
This back-facing, single-player process allowed Mr. Lu to feel all of her reactions even more.
Watching Mou Keyan close her eyes again to his rhythm, the man couldn’t help but have an idea and suddenly stopped.
At that moment, Mou Keyan’s waist still moved up and down on its own, until she realized something was amiss and quickly halted.
"...??"
She gently tilted her head back, her lips sealed in silent understanding, her body bent like a half-bow.
"You too, put some effort into it."
While Miao Miao was still immersed in pleasure with her eyes squinted, the man suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered softly.
Hearing this, Mou Keyan’s ears turned red, and then she reached down to lightly punch the man’s thigh, said nothing, and tried to get up.
"Then... I’ll give it a try."
"Alright."
....
Give it a try, then.
Thus, the back-facing single became a high-positioned single.
But the single player lacked stamina and couldn’t keep going for long.
Mou Keyan’s delicate body was covered in a fine sweat, her fingertips occasionally trembling, her soft, slender arms tightly wrapped around Lu Jincheng’s neck.
Her pretty face flushed, her mind enchanted.
She rested her head completely on the man’s shoulder, breathing heavily.
He took a few wet tissues from nearby and earnestly wiped her clean.
"Why... why can’t I do it?"
"You did well, you’re already very impressive."
"Wait and see, next time, I’ll definitely win."
Mou Keyan clenched her teeth, determined to overcome this physical behemoth.
"Ha ha ha ha ha... looking forward to it."
One person can’t win.
But what about two people?
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