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Lu Jingzhi leaned down, his voice low and husky, whispering into Sang Yu's ear, "Sang Yu, do you know who I am?"
Sang Yu shivered at the warm breath against her ear and instinctively shrank her neck. She looked up at the man in front of her, feeling dizzy from his swaying figure. She reached out with both hands to cup his face, widening her eyes to get a clearer look at him.
"I know!" Sang Yu suddenly exclaimed loudly.
"Hmm? Who am I?" Lu Jingzhi asked, his eyes filled with anticipation.
"A scumbag!"
"Sang Yu!" Lu Jingzhi gritted his teeth, feeling exasperated. How many times had this woman made him want to stomp his feet in frustration today?
"Why are you yelling at me?" Sang Yu pouted, her lips quivering slightly as if she might cry.
Lu Jingzhi ran a hand through his hair in irritation, taking a deep breath. He wondered why he was bothering to argue with a drunken person. Reluctantly, he lowered his voice and coaxed her gently, "Be good, take a good look and see who I am."
Sang Yu strained to open her blurry eyes wider, trying to recognize the person in front of her. "Lu Jingzhi?"
A hint of a smile appeared on Lu Jingzhi's face; it was good enough that she recognized him.
"No, wait! It can't be Lu Jingzhi!"
"Why can't it be Lu Jingzhi?"
"Woohoo! Lu Jingzhi hates me! How could it be Lu Jingzhi?"
Watching the woman in his arms sob uncontrollably, occasionally wiping her nose on him, Lu Jingzhi felt a mix of anger and amusement.
"Be good, Lu Jingzhi doesn't hate you. Who told you that?"
"Hmm? You're lying!" Sang Yu paused for a moment before bursting into tears again.
Lu Jingzhi felt helpless as he watched the woman wailing in his embrace. In a moment of panic, he pressed his lips against hers to silence her cries.
Her lips were just as soft as he had imagined, and he couldn't help but steal a kiss. The closeness of their bodies allowed him to feel the curves of her figure clearly, stirring feelings within him that he struggled to suppress.
Yet he managed to pull away from those tempting red lips. People often said he was a playboy surrounded by women one after another, but what they didn't know was that he had never touched any of them.
Looking at the woman who had stopped crying, Lu Jingzhi let out a sigh of relief. He really wasn't good at comforting girls, especially those who were drunk.
Sang Yu gazed at Lu Jingzhi's slightly parted lips, as if they were beckoning her. Unable to resist, she leaned in closer, but once she was there, she didn't know what to do next, simply pressing against him in a daze.
Lu Jingzhi was startled by Sang Yu's sudden move, but seeing the alluring look on her face, he felt that if he didn't do something, it would be a disservice to himself. Besides, he had never been one to suppress his desires; Lu Jingzhi didn't want to hold back any longer.
His kiss was as hot as molten lava, as if he wanted to melt Sang Yu away. She quietly surrendered herself to his every whim. Gradually, Lu Jingzhi grew dissatisfied with merely kissing her lips; with a gentle yet firm pressure, Sang Yu's lips parted in response to the slight pain.
Like a beast unleashed, Lu Jingzhi eagerly explored the depths of Sang Yu's mouth. Both of them were inexperienced in kissing, and their lips soon bore the marks of their fervor. The sting from the cuts on her lips made Sang Yu gasp, and that sound became an intoxicating lure for Lu Jingzhi, urging him to seek more.
Time seemed to blur as their passionate kiss gradually softened into something tender and gentle. Sang Yu felt as though she was floating in an endless ocean, rising and falling with the waves.
Lu Jingzhi's hands roamed over Sang Yu's body instinctively, tracing her enticing curves. Unbeknownst to her, Sang Yu wrapped her arms around Lu Jingzhi's neck in response to this man’s advances.
The closed door shut out all external noise, leaving only the heavy breaths that filled the quiet room.
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