CHAPTER 561: 380.2

After class, Lu Jincheng deliberately walked past You Yun and winked at her naturally.

You Yun smiled like a flower and said, "Didn’t expect you had some skills after all."

"If it wasn’t to suck up to you, no way in hell I’d talk in this class." Most people hide what they’re really thinking, but Lu Jincheng saying it straight like this didn’t seem fake at all. He rarely spoke up in class, and honestly, if it wasn’t to please her, he wouldn’t even bother reading any of those papers.

No one dislikes flattery, and Lin Yun really enjoyed it inside, so she followed up, "So, why are you trying to suck up to me?"

"What, you want to be the one coming after me?" Logic master, Lu Jincheng: "Mainly I’m scared you’ll get embarrassed."

"You sure you don’t have any ulterior motive?"

Lu Jincheng almost wanted to just ask: Wanna fuck? Wanna sleep together? Merge bodies? But fortunately he held back and just said, "Of course I do."

"Then, another day then." She finished and left, leaving behind a dazzling smile.

This answer was just so ambiguous, Lu Jincheng was very satisfied.

Lin Shanshan watched the two of them talk from behind, cursing under her breath: dogs in heat.

Nervous all the way up to the sixth floor after work at noon, Zhou Sinin’s mind couldn’t stop guessing what would happen next. That feeling of the unknown, all she could say was, it really does make your body tingle. Entering and seeing Lu Jincheng sitting at the living room table, she couldn’t understand why his smile was always so calm. Even though she was now so "familiar" with this man, because of this special connection, she still got nervous, embarrassed, she sort of crept over like a little animal, bag tossed to the side.

Lu Jincheng looked her over today: long-sleeve sheer blouse, plaid skirt, cream shoes, black tights—a bit cute but still proper. He just looked at her, holding the air between them. Sometimes, doing nothing at all is the best move. Zhou Sinin couldn’t take it anymore and opened her mouth, "Can you close the curtains a bit?" No one could see in from outside, but the light was already making her feel so ashamed, no matter what was about to happen.

Lu Jincheng purposely paused for more than ten seconds, then shook his head with a smile, refusing. Then he said just seven words that made Zhou Sinin feel like she could seriously die.

"Give me your panties. Do it here."

Did this mean she had to strip her lower half right here, in front of Lu Jincheng? She’d rather be pushed down with her eyes closed and let him do whatever. But her body was so damn honest, hips reacting strongly, hand unconsciously moving to her lower belly. And that demanding, uncompromising feeling—being ordered around—contributed a lot to Zhou Sinin’s physical arousal. She unzipped her skirt while saying, "Okay...but hurry up, will you...I still have to proctor an exam this afternoon..."

"Relax, it’ll be quick."

·

Skirt off, shoes off, tights down—under that sharp, male gaze, the more nervous she got, the slower she moved; the slower, the more shame she felt, just making her twist herself tighter. The moment her panties came off, it felt like her face was on fire. She didn’t dare look at him as she handed them over. Lu Jincheng took them, but looked right at Zhou Sinin’s crotch, asking, "Did you trim (your hair) specially?"

"No," barely audibly, "just happened to do it this morning." Honestly she wanted to complain, because once you start shaving, you always have to, otherwise it gets really uncomfortable.

"Go kneel on the sofa."

Lu Jincheng ordered, and Zhou Sinin obediently went over, hesitated for a moment, then instinctively stuck her ass up and buried her head, relieved she didn’t have to keep her eyes open any longer.

While placing some things on the sofa, Lu Jincheng said, "That pervert really left a lot of stuff here, let’s try them one by one." Zhou Sinin listened, not daring to even peek at what those "things" were. Then suddenly, a drop of icy liquid landed directly on her asshole—good thing young people have strong hearts, or she’d have jumped out of her skin. The most private part of her, she could feel the lube slowly sliding down, melting into her skin, and as it reached that crucial spot, something cold pressed right up against her tense body.

"He’s going to shove something inside me again." Zhou Sinin’s guess wasn’t wrong—very quickly, that thing was slowly pushed in, spreading her open bit by bit. Even though she was dripping wet, it wasn’t like real flesh and it wasn’t as small as a bullet vibe—there was a weird sensation to it. The thing was long, and when it pressed up against the end, Zhou Sinin couldn’t help but let out a small cry. Lu Jincheng understood and started to thrust the thing in and out of her maybe 20 or 30 times before pulling it out. Zhou Sinin was still puzzled, when suddenly, two more drops of lube, and something even colder and metallic touched her asshole.

"No!" she said instinctively, sensing what was about to happen.

"Relax, it doesn’t hurt." Lu Jincheng began to push it in slowly, massaging it in, not rushing to get it in all at once.

This is anal training, isn’t it? Zhou Sinin thought—she wasn’t totally clueless. Her body, especially the sphincter, gradually started to adapt and relax.

Lu Jincheng, seeing it was about right, pressed a bit harder and popped it inside—it got stuck right there. But it wasn’t finished; he picked up the thing that’d just been used in her pussy and pushed it back in. Caught entirely off guard, Zhou Sinin let out a yell. She’d never thought she’d mess with her ass, let alone have both holes plugged at the same time. It didn’t really get stuck, but the feeling was so much stronger than before—filled up to the brim.

Before coming over, she thought she’d get fucked. That’s what Lu Jincheng had planned too, but then he got in a wicked mood and changed his mind last minute. He said, "Put your tights back on and go proctor the exam, okay?"

"Huh?" She was scared shitless: "How the hell am I supposed to work like this—won’t it fall out?"

"Nope, it’s fine, don’t worry." Nervous all the way up to the sixth floor after work at noon, Zhou Sinin’s mind couldn’t stop guessing what would happen next. That feeling of the unknown, all she could say was, it really does make your body tingle. Entering and seeing Lu Jincheng sitting at the living room table, she couldn’t understand why his smile was always so calm. Even though she was now so "familiar" with this man, because of this special connection, she still got nervous, embarrassed, she sort of crept over like a little animal, bag tossed to the side.

Lu Jincheng looked her over today: long-sleeve sheer blouse, plaid skirt, cream shoes, black tights—a bit cute but still proper. He just looked at her, holding the air between them. Sometimes, doing nothing at all is the best move. Zhou Sinin couldn’t take it anymore and opened her mouth, "Can you close the curtains a bit?" No one could see in from outside, but the light was already making her feel so ashamed, no matter what was about to happen.

Lu Jincheng purposely paused for more than ten seconds, then shook his head with a smile, refusing. Then he said just seven words that made Zhou Sinin feel like she could seriously die.

"Give me your panties. Do it here."

Did this mean she had to strip her lower half right here, in front of Lu Jincheng? She’d rather be pushed down with her eyes closed and let him do whatever. But her body was so damn honest, hips reacting strongly, hand unconsciously moving to her lower belly. And that demanding, uncompromising feeling—being ordered around—contributed a lot to Zhou Sinin’s physical arousal. She unzipped her skirt while saying, "Okay...but hurry up, will you...I still have to proctor an exam this afternoon..."

"Relax, it’ll be quick."

·

Skirt off, shoes off, tights down—under that sharp, male gaze, the more nervous she got, the slower she moved; the slower, the more shame she felt, just making her twist herself tighter. The moment her panties came off, it felt like her face was on fire. She didn’t dare look at him as she handed them over. Lu Jincheng took them, but looked right at Zhou Sinin’s crotch, asking, "Did you trim (your hair) specially?"

"No," barely audibly, "just happened to do it this morning." Honestly she wanted to complain, because once you start shaving, you always have to, otherwise it gets really uncomfortable.

"Go kneel on the sofa."

Lu Jincheng ordered, and Zhou Sinin obediently went over, hesitated for a moment, then instinctively stuck her ass up and buried her head, relieved she didn’t have to keep her eyes open any longer.

While placing some things on the sofa, Lu Jincheng said, "That pervert really left a lot of stuff here, let’s try them one by one." Zhou Sinin listened, not daring to even peek at what those "things" were. Then suddenly, a drop of icy liquid landed directly on her asshole—good thing young people have strong hearts, or she’d have jumped out of her skin. The most private part of her, she could feel the lube slowly sliding down, melting into her skin, and as it reached that crucial spot, something cold pressed right up against her tense body.