Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!-Chapter 254 - 189. Juice Milk_2

A career can propel you to lofty heights, but so can a six-pack!

Ji Shu felt she was a bit drunk, even contemplating whether she should cheat and take a shortcut to success.

If before, the sisters in the group had jokingly talked about throwing themselves at their boss, it did indeed contain elements of humor.

But today, throughout everyone’s interactions with Lu Jincheng, they were almost constantly immersed in his unique personal charm.

He mingled with everyone, joking and chatting without putting on airs.

Despite being multimillionaire who could indulge in life’s pleasures every day, he was incredibly self-disciplined, his muscles chiseled and defined.

He really... I could cry.

This is what a man should be...

Ji Shu subconsciously clenched her legs.

She wanted to roll a "King," wanted to throw herself at him, wanted to go with him to the restroom.

The second round continued.

The game was actually quite simple, a common drinking game played by both men and women, a natural icebreaker leading to potentially ambiguous situations.

But when there was only one male participant...

The game started to taste different.

The fairies of Silk Cave seemed to have agreed by default that they would partner up with Lu Jincheng in the game, and one by one they rolled 789.

As a result, some innocent touching became the appetizer to the meal; Liu Yutong’s floral blouse had two or three buttons undone, Yang Wenjing was kissed until she trembled like a leaf.

Even Yu Qingyue, who shrank in the corner of the sofa, got her turn. She closed her eyes and bit her lip while Mr. Lu reached straight in along the edge of her strapless dress.

It was the first time since his rebirth that he had filled his hand with such roundness, and he couldn’t help but squeeze firmly,

Eliciting a delicate moan.

Humans are creatures of their environment,

And environment is the atmosphere; the atmosphere is everything.

Moreover, in this circle, there were no innocent and pure little white flowers. They might lack experience, but it was impossible for them to know nothing.

Those imparting notions that seem far from reality are perhaps just different lifestyles of some people.

Some even think they are the exclusive lifestyles of the wealthy.

They imagine women, especially beautiful women, as goddesses, sacred and pure, and once they find this is not the case, they denigrate them to the other extreme.

Assuming that they must be selling their bodies for money and profit.

In the minds of the moralists, women inherently have no right to pleasure. They scorn the act of selling oneself, yet the moment they have a little money, they become the most significant VIPs in the clubs.

In truth, both men and women are merely animals.

Love between a man and a woman isn’t the repetition of conflict and final confessions depicted in dramas, nor does there exist a sort of sex tempered by universal values.

The times have changed.

Most people have never experienced the wonderful sensation of seeing all the flowers of Chang’an in a single day, so no one can define what a politically correct intimate relationship should be in this era.

Humans are a kind of animal; the so-called advanced ones are perhaps those who have the freedom to will and to choose, and then either enter or let others enter their bodies.

Soon, the first "King" appeared.

"Two ones! Hahaha! I’m the King!"

Ji Shu happily narrowed her eyes, her right hand lightly clenched into a fist, trying to control the extent to which the corners of her mouth curled up.

Experts could to a certain degree control the numbers on the dice.

When she was little, she had learned a skill in "Sparrow Wander Tales,"

Throwing the dice with the desired number underneath and using just enough force to make the dice spin one and a half times, she could get the right number seven out of ten times.

After some diligent practice, she managed to achieve a 50% success rate.

But she only had the chance to meddle with the dice when it was her turn to be the dealer.

After several rounds, she finally got what she had been hoping for.

"I... I’ll pick Mr. Lu first,"

Ji Shu blinked, first checking elder sister Mou Keyan’s reaction and rapidly pondering in her mind.

Is it appropriate?

If she directly suggested going to the restroom with him, would that be proper?

Being so obvious, would that look too unsightly?

Would Mou Keyan get angry?

Where there are women, there are rivers and lakes of intrigue.

It’s worth noting that Ji Shu herself didn’t have any notable talents; relying only on her face and ordinary conversational skills, the reason she was able to emerge from the densely packed cohort of livestreamers was largely due to her keen perception.

With just a swift glance, she had already made a decision in her heart.

Since she could cheat, there would be another chance; she definitely couldn’t be the one to stick her neck out first.

It was better to let an innocent and sweet girl test Mou Keyan’s reaction.

"And then Qingyue, Qingyue."

"You two together..."

Ji Shu paused for a moment, looked down at the coffee table piled with soft drinks, fruits, and foreign liquor beer, and immediately spat out a keyword.

"Let’s have a ’Juice Milk’!"

"Ha?"

Yu Qingyue, who was inexplicably cued, was taken aback and her big eyes were full of perplexity.

What’s ’Juice Milk’?

"That’s not good, is it? Isn’t it too much for Qingyue?"

Lu Jincheng looked at Ji Shu with a smile that was not quite a smile, yet he found it somewhat amusing.

As the name suggests, ’Juice Milk’ was indeed just that.

Ice cubes in the mouth, a gentle kiss on the bud, combined with various fruits from the fruit platter, it could be said to be an ice-and-fire experience tailored for girls.

Plus, with Yu Qingyue’s naturally endowed 36E, among the six girls present, she really came closest to the two words ’Milk’.

"’Juice Milk’ is like this, first you take off your top, then Mr. Lu will take an ice cube..."

Before Mr. Lu could finish speaking, Liu Yutong leaned into Yu Qingyue’s ear and whispered the rules of the game.

"Ah...?"

As she listened, Yu Qingyue’s eyes gradually widened, her already flushed cheeks now resembled a swath of rosy clouds.

’Juice Milk’, he’s the juice, and I am... the milk?

"It’s fine, everyone knows you don’t go out to play often, so you can have one chance to refuse and let someone else take your place."

Lu Jincheng sat next to Yu Qingyue, patted her on the shoulder, casually and at ease.

Having played all night long, just the icebreaking Q&A had gone through several rounds; anyone could tell that, compared with the few little vixens present, Yu Qingyue lacked experience.

"Yeah, baby, if you really can’t, I’ll do it for you!"

"I can do it, too~"

The two sitting opposite were eager to try.

"It’s okay..."

Yu Qingyue’s gaze flickered, and under the overt and covert pressure from everyone, she said in a small voice, "I agreed to the bet, so I’ll accept the loss."

Lack of experience is one thing, competitiveness and ambition are another.

The atmosphere was always eroding her original perceptions.

If others can, then I can too.

"Great, great, Qingyue is so spirited!"

Ji Shu kept an eye on Mou Keyan’s expression from the corner of his eye, smiling and clapping loudly, passing the ice cubes from the communal cup to the man.

Mr. Lu took the ice cubes, rolled his neck, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Looking at Yu Qingyue with her eyes like limpid pools, and as a flower bud ready to bloom, he felt as if he had returned to those summers in Beijing when he’d select his concubines each night.

In the clamor of those summers, he gradually lost the ability to feel joy.

That scrap of earnest fervor and urgency belonged to him, extinguished long ago in countless late nights.

Thankfully, fate gave him clarity, to differentiate what came from the heart and what was merely playacting.

He zoned out for a few seconds, then Mr. Lu turned his attention back, crouching in front of Yu Qingyue with a smile, he gently pinched her delicate cheek.

"Don’t be nervous, just relax."

Next, as fast as lightning, he pulled down the hem of the bandeau dress with one hand!

Whoosh!

The room was silent, but the sound echoed in everyone’s hearts.

As the towering left and right came into vision, the fullness and the whiteness in front of him seemed to dilate pupils by several degrees.

They really were huge!

"God... so beautiful."

"Qingyue is amazing, if I were a man, I’d truly be smitten."

"How did you grow these?"

Yu Qingyue finally reacted at this moment, about to cross her arms, but midway through the motion, she remembered the terms of the game and could only tightly close her eyes.

In full view of the public, under the watchful eyes of her friends, she was at his mercy.

No one called a halt.

Lu Jincheng continued.

He scooped up the ice cube beside him, took it in his mouth, and picked up a strawberry in his other hand, following the same pattern.

One side ice cold, the other end scorching hot.

He bent down and enveloped one of them.

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