Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!-Chapter 336 - 251. A gentleman does not take advantage of privacy to commit unscrupulous acts.
Chapter 336: 251. A gentleman does not take advantage of privacy to commit unscrupulous acts.
There’s an old saying in China, "A gentleman does not deceive in private."
Although this "private" is not the same as that one, it doesn’t matter at this moment.
What really matters is that, in the dim light where heartbeats intensify, within the closed space where senses amplify, certain subtle emotions can grow, take root, and sprout in one’s heart.
Mr. Lu had never been a gentleman.
He pulled Yu Qingyue into the bathroom to create an environment to take advantage of her.
What else could it be for?
"We’re already here."
The man ignored Yu Qingyue’s pleading expression and whispered close to her ear.
"But, Mr. Lu, could we not..."
"No."
Lu Jincheng shook his head.
He reached out with both hands, grabbing the girl’s resisting forearms and pinning them together with his left hand.
His right hand then explored downward following her curves.
The stall had been designed with just the size of an adult man in mind.
The space was far too narrow and cramped.
In their quick, shuffling movements, Yu Qingyue unintentionally struck a very seductive pose.
She was held with her arms raised, straddling the toilet seat, her legs naturally apart, a blush spreading from her delicate ears straight down into her neckline.
At this moment, Mr. Lu remained domineering and unreasonable as ever.
If there were a camera positioned overhead in the stall, it would reveal his skillful handling.
The man did not use brute force, but strategically straddled the toilet on either side, effectively blocking Yu Qingyue’s attempts to struggle.
As long as she could not close her legs, all symbolic resistance was futile.
Her skirt, due to sitting on the lid, had slipped unnoticed to around her waist.
He felt the smooth skin on the inner side of Yu Qingyue’s thighs, his hand moving over her with varying pressure.
Clockwise, counterclockwise.
Or pressing in the opposite direction.
His next move was to swing his arm along the edge of the fabric.
"Tsks, just look at yourself."
Lu Jincheng gazed at the girl, whose face blushed like peaches under his stare, and couldn’t help but curl the corners of his mouth.
His smile was hidden in his eyes.
Yu Qingyue remained silent, simply closed her eyes and turned her head like an ostrich.
In "Dream of the Red Chamber," there’s a line describing girls that couldn’t be more accurate.
Made of water.
The contrast of black and white close together, such visual contrast didn’t even require the nerves in the senses to transmit any explanation.
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Her voice was pleading, crafted as if meticulously sculpted.
Yu Qingyue held his hand, her eyes brimming with tears, shaking her head pitifully.
Outside the restroom, such a lengthy overture could not go unnoticed.
However, Mr. Lu was of the highest quality at this moment and didn’t mock her for her insincerity.
"Ah..."
Yu Qingyue furrowed her brows.
She bit her lip tightly and let out a soft moan through her nostrils.
It seemed that she realized her sounds were unfitting for the setting, and she tightly clenched her teeth to stop herself from making any noise.
Her lips turned pale with effort, as if at any moment they could break the skin and bleed.
Thump, thump, thump.
The atmosphere was extremely tense when suddenly, someone knocked on the stall door, and their movements naturally paused.
"Someone’s in here."
Lu Jincheng lowered his voice, calm and composed.
"What the heck!"
A phrase in the Jiang City dialect sounded, followed by a dull thud of the door, presumably as the person hurried off to find an available spot.
"Hiss..."
In the narrow stall, Yu Qingyue suddenly inhaled sharply, her fingernails digging into the man’s shoulder as a cry escaped her throat.
It turned out that Lu Jincheng, having seen no further movement outside, had already lost his patience.
His spine was straight, and Yu Qingyue still listened carefully to the movement outside, naturally without any guard.
After many days, the two were again tightly entwined.
The compartment was silent.
Separated by a mere door, yet pulsating with entirely opposite scenes.
This juxtaposition of quietness and clamor was downright spine-tingling!
Yu Qingyue’s head grew increasingly foggy, her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed.
The unprecedented experience in the confined space brought a slight discomfort throughout her body.
Yet at the same time, there was a strange, inexplicable pleasure in her heart.
Body and heart, two senses intertwined.
So much so that Yu Qingyue couldn’t recall a single adjective to describe her feelings at the moment.
"You... wait a moment..."
The girl had not finished speaking when her voice immediately died in the compartment.
"..."
The next moment, her subjective consciousness was completely overtaken, leaving only knee-jerk, instinctive human reactions.
She lifted her head, her limbs tightly clasped around the man’s waist, her boots still securely on her feet.
But only she knew clearly.
Hidden inside, her toes repeatedly stretched and then tightened, finally curling up completely like in a ballet dance.
Feeling the change in Yu Qingyue, Mr. Lu was even less inclined to relent.
In the narrow compartment, cut off from the deafening outside sounds, cut off from the passionate crowd, and even more so from all morals and boundaries.
So much time had gone by, would anyone come to look for them?
It didn’t matter.
Her phone vibrated incessantly, should she check it?
That didn’t matter either.
It seemed, apart from the person right here and now, nothing else mattered.
Although immersed in joy, neither he nor she made a sound.
Yu Qingyue’s starry eyes were tightly shut, her lips half pursed, waiting quietly for everything to unfold.
She remembered her childhood, remembered the waves beating against the tides.
Natural and spontaneous.
Many things resonated in an instant, forming the only sound in this small space.
What was that feeling called?
As if listening to the heavenly music, her ears temporarily enlightened.
The man’s hands were already freed, no longer needed to control, bind, or oppress.
Nothing was needed anymore.
Yu Qingyue sat on the toilet lid, her entire body softened, her head tilted back against the tank, cheeks flushed crimson.
Time, place, person—all three elements simultaneously testified to one issue.
It was not suitable to prolong the battle at this stage.
Thus, Mr. Lu also did not hold back or restrain himself.
He watched Yu Qingyue with a smile, looking at her lifting her head, arching into a semi-bow.
The girl’s tied-up hair had long come undone, loose strands hanging between them, a small section gently brushing across the face, and the tips sliding over Lu Jincheng’s collarbone, bringing a wave of tingling sensation.
After a little while, feeling the orchid-like fragrance near his neck, the two held each other tightly.
Neither spoke, nor made any move.
There was only a long sighing left in the air.
"Let, let me down..."
Yu Qingyue’s tender body was pliable, her delicate, fair arms could only tightly embrace Lu Jincheng’s neck with whatever strength was left.
Her cheeks, flushed like rose clouds, muddled with desire.
Her whole head shyly pressed against Lu Jincheng’s shoulder, her chest heaved, trying to calm her spirit from the climax.
...
"Back~now?"
The two didn’t enter the door together; the last bit of dignity was left to Yu Qingyue.
Mr. Lu paused at the entrance, listening to the teasing in the box, leisurely lighting a cigarette.
The harsh smoke infiltrated his lungs, all the tension in his body eased.
At this moment, he felt damn near divine.
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