He ran his hand through the girl’s waterfall-like long brown hair. The nightgown and other clothes had long been kicked to who knows where, Zhou Sinin stuck an arm out from under the blanket and rubbed her eyes. "Are you hungry? I brought you breakfast." "I want some water..." Zhou Sinin rasped, her throat making a gurgling sound, holding the edge of the blanket to cover her body. When Lu Jincheng brought over the water glass, she tried to grab the nightgown from under the bed, only to have her legs give out and fall to the ground, unable to stand up even after two attempts. "It’s all your fault! I hate you so much!" The man stifled his laughter without saying a word, moving closer to the gritting Zhou Sinin and picked her up. "I’ll run you a bath, you can soak for a bit, you’ll feel better soon." Zhou Sinin hesitated for a while, utterly exhausted, and nodded. Lu Jincheng carried her to the bathroom and placed her in the bathtub. The hot water was soothing, and Zhou Sinin let out a long sigh of relief. A few minutes later, even her voice seemed to have regained some vitality. "Can you bring me my phone?" The girl lay across the edge of the tub, with a cute smile at the corner of her mouth. Lu Jincheng handed her the phone. When the screen lit up, the man happened to see three or four missed calls and a long string of messages. Mr. Lu didn’t notice Zhou Sinin’s small movements. In fact, a man in the ’Wise Time’ often stays in a self-protective state, not overthinking things. Zhou Sinin quickly turned off all the lights in the room after sneaking out of the bathroom and returned to the man’s embrace, her eyes overflowing with laughter. "Why are you so happy?" Lu Jincheng locked the screen and put down the phone. In the darkness, he could still see the little dimples at the corner of Zhou Sinin’s mouth. The girl pursed her lips, her soft tone carrying an extra touch of coquettishness. After lying in each other’s arms for a few minutes, Zhou Sinin moved her hair to the other side, lifted her chin, and rolled over to lie on Lu Jincheng’s chest, asking. "Hey, what should you usually say at a time ?" Read complete version only at NoveI-Fire.ɴet The blush on her face hadn’t fully faded, and her eyes seemed to be filled with a watery glow, reflecting Lu Jincheng’s lazy shadow. It was truly a sight that could intoxicate any man. Lu Jincheng scratched his head and chuckled silently. After a few seconds, he asked softly. "Does it still hurt?" "The latter part wasn’t so painful, just felt strange, and now it feels kind of empty, like something’s still there." Zhou Sinin smiled sweetly and shook her head. Compared to other women in Mr. Lu’s lifetime, he could be said to have used all his skills on Zhou Sinin. He was patient and gentle, warming her little by little. Hoping to give her the best, and most enjoyable experience. Of course, she did not let him down. Guan Yongyi was limited by her physical condition, Mou Keyan enjoyed a very special kind of play, and Teacher Guo was in her peak years. Then there was the little sweetheart Yu Qingyue, who had a myriad of tricks, incomparable to anyone. To truly achieve Harmony, Zhou Sinin was indeed one of a kind. If someone were to do a brain scan on her, they would surely see. The colors bursting on the chart were like dazzling fireworks in their final moment. This was how she reached the legendary pinnacle. Once the ultimate form is reached, the relationship between a man and a woman does indeed undergo a magical change. Still lying in each other’s arms, Zhou Sinin’s movements unconsciously became more natural, and the man’s embrace became more relaxed. The physical rapport gradually emerged as if an invisible thin membrane between them had completely vanished. "Well... why don’t we try again?" The word ’empty’ sounded quite peculiar to the man’s ears. Perhaps self-restraint and fulfillment are indeed two sides of the same coin. Lu Jincheng, hearing this, pressed his hand on the girl’s bath towel, tracing along the fluffy edge. "You’ve worked so hard, isn’t that bad?" Zhou Sinin’s cheeks turned scarlet, her starry eyes full of unspoken anticipation. "They always say, you can’t spoil good land, you shouldn’t tire yourself out." Lu Jincheng lunged directly forward. The clueless little girl is destined to receive punishment. After a few rounds, Zhou Sinin ultimately couldn’t hold on. She kept murmuring, her head shaking repeatedly, but her body had no strength to struggle. "I can’t take it anymore..." Tears welled up at the corners of the girl’s eyes, and she begged for mercy, gasping for breath. Lu Jincheng’s enhanced physique easily breached the limits she could endure. Some things were simply irresistible. At this moment, her nerves blossomed like petals. In this second, the girl gasped, her eyes rolling back, her body convulsing sharply. Her entire being was utterly uncontrollable, her back arching high, her head resting on Lu Jincheng’s shoulder. Her abdomen twitched as if electrified, jolting every few seconds. The room was filled with an unusual fragrance, one that truly belonged to femininity. Intense hormones, restless libido, and. Zhou Sinin’s head was tilted back, veins showing on her white neck, finally going limp with breath as light as silk. The strong sense of accomplishment thickened into affection in his heart. The man couldn’t help but plant a light kiss on her cheek. In the last scene, the girl screamed, then fell into a deep sleep. Lu Jincheng held her tightly from behind, his chin buried in Zhou Sinin’s long, loose hair. Suddenly, he began to understand in some mystical way why he was attracted to her. Just as bees are forever drawn to nectar. Zhou Sinin’s sweetness was intoxicating. Lu Jincheng got up early, feeling refreshed. Around eight-thirty, he left room 1308, and went to the restaurant on the first floor to have breakfast. Originally, he had plans to eat with a friend. But for some reason, the friend hadn’t responded to his messages all night. He even went over and knocked on the door, but his calls were like stones dropped into the sea, with no response. The man could only eat breakfast alone, honestly, and brought an extra portion, intending to take it back. When Zhou Sinin woke up, it was best for him to be by her side. This was the most basic sense of security. When Lu Jincheng opened the door at nine, Zhou Sinin was still in dreamland. The previous day’s exertions had left her extremely weak, and she was sleeping deeply. According to Lu Jincheng’s plan, it was supposed to be a high-quality experience of just tasting a little, definitely not to this overstretched state. But unexpectedly, he couldn’t resist the woman’s provocation. Lu Jincheng leaned next to her with his phone until Zhou Sinin let out a groan at nine-thirty and slowly turned over. He ran his hand through the girl’s waterfall-like, brown long hair. Her nightgown and other clothes had been kicked off to who knows where, as Zhou Sinin reached out an arm from under the quilt and rubbed her eyes. "Are you hungry? I brought you breakfast." "I want some water..." Zhou Sinin’s voice was hoarse, her throat making a gurgling sound, as she clutched the edge of the quilt to cover her body. When Lu Jincheng brought the water glass to her, she tried to reach for the nightgown under the bed, but her legs gave way, and she fell to the ground with a thud, unable to stand even after two tries. "It’s all your fault! I hate you!" The man stifled a laugh and didn’t say anything, leaning close to the teeth-gritting Zhou Sinin to pick her up. "I’ll run a bath for you, soak for a bit, you’ll feel better." Zhou Sinin hesitated for a long while, feeling utterly exhausted, and finally nodded. Lu Jincheng carried her to the bathroom and set her into the bathtub. As the hot water enveloped her, Zhou Sinin felt utterly content, letting out a long breath. A few minutes later, even her voice was restored with some vitality. "Can you bring me my phone?" The girl lay by the edge of the bathtub, a cute smile playing on her lips. Lu Jincheng handed her phone to her. When the screen lit up, the man inadvertently saw three or four missed calls and a string of messages.