Can not doing what one wants be called rebirth?

Chapter 125 123 Instinct

Chapter 125 123. Instinct
Guo Minjie didn't say anything.

She pressed her temple with one hand, squinted her eyes, and leaned her head back on the sofa, letting her long black hair fall down.

Feeling dizzy.

The drumbeats in my ears seemed to resonate with my heartbeat, and I could feel the warmth of my cheeks through the air.

Being tipsy is your ticket to forgetting your troubles.

"Still drinking?"

The man leaned close to her ear and raised his voice to ask.

Guo Minjie didn't say anything, nor did she open her eyes. She just gathered her strength and shook her head.

The feeling of dizziness was like waves repeatedly hitting her brain, her vision was blocked, and the rest of her five senses seemed to become extra sensitive.

For example, the fresh woody scent that rushed into her nostrils.

Grapefruit is the top note, geranium is the middle note, and cedar and vanilla are the base notes.

This is the taste of Hermès Earth.

Throughout the night, she and Lu Jincheng broke through social distance and got closer and closer.

Thus, the unique aroma is like a label, firmly imprinted in the brain.

"Go out for some fresh air?"

Mr. Lu continued to ask.

For him, the expectations for tonight's nightclub trip had actually been exceeded.

The clear boundary between his and Guo Minjie's bodies had long been quietly broken down by him with the help of alcohol and the atmosphere.

The counselor's emotions, which were buried deep in her heart, disappeared along with her free-spirited dance moves.

Everything is great.

Leng Ai, one of the founders of Paoxue.com and a legendary pick-up artist, once summed it up in one sentence.

The key to getting along with girls is:
If she is new to the world, take her to see all the prosperity of the world; if her heart has gone through vicissitudes of life, take her to ride the merry-go-round.

Mr. Lu deeply agrees with this view and puts it into practice personally.

"it is good."

This time, Guo Minjie nodded.

Lu Jincheng picked up the bag, packed his belongings, and helped her out of the Muse club.

"Whoo~"

The air outside is much better than in the nightclub.

As the evening breeze blew, Guo Minjie became a little more sober.

She then realized that she was almost leaning on Lu Jincheng.

The man's big hands held tightly around her hips, and there was only a thin layer of cloth at the junction of her waist and hips, which could not block the continuous transmission of temperature.

His palms were so hot.

It was obvious that Lu Jincheng didn't do anything inappropriate. He was just holding her in one place and helping her maintain balance.

He did not slide up to the taut waist or down to the plump buttocks.

Be a gentleman, be polite, and don't take advantage of others.

But Guo Minjie seemed to have her head pressed down, and she couldn't muster the courage to look up at him.

The two walked forward step by step. The starlight sprinkled on the sidewalk and, together with the street lights, stretched their shadows out.

"Do you feel more relaxed after jumping around?"

"Ah."

Guo Minjie's voice melted into the night.

"Are you still dizzy?"

"Kind of."

"You're drunk. I'll take you to the next door to rest."

There must be a hotel near a nightclub, which is an urgent need of the people.

As it happened, there was a Hilton across the street, brightly lit.

"I'd better go home."

Guo Minjie rubbed her eyes and slid her fingers down to her neck. She tilted her head slightly and gently flicked her white fingertips on the elongated side.

"What home are you going back to?"

Lu Jincheng was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted.

He laughed dumbly and put a little more force on the counselor's arm: "What you said is called the faculty dormitory, not home." "Oh, yes, I don't have a home anymore."

There was a hint of haziness in Guo Minjie's pupils and her tone was gloomy.

So, in the next few minutes, she was half pushed and half supported by Lu Jincheng like a puppet, and walked into the Hilton and checked into a luxury suite.

"I'm a little thirsty."

As soon as she entered the room, Guo Minjie reconnected, sat on the small sofa, took off her apricot-yellow high heels, leaned back, and looked drunk.

Lu Jincheng turned on the electric kettle and turned to look at her.

The water hummed in the high temperature, and his eyes were hidden in it, making it seem less deliberate.

Guo Minjie half-closed her starry eyes, stroking her rosy cheeks with her fingertips, and stretched out her round legs, crossing them together, one above the other.

As if she suddenly remembered something, she stood up again, walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the hotel, and repeatedly looked at the kiss mark near her neck.

She looked at Lu Jincheng's figure in the mirror, took a deep breath, and seemed to want to say something but stopped herself.

"Does it look good?"

Instead, it was Lu Jincheng who first noticed her dilemma and said with a smile.

"I didn't expect you to be such a reckless student that you even dare to attack the teacher."

Guo Minjie looked at herself in the mirror, her tone slightly annoyed and her expression somewhat unpredictable.

"It's just growing strawberries, there's no such thing as no taboos."

Mr. Lu walked closer, allowing the man and woman's images to overlap in the floor-length mirror, and spoke.

"I've said it before, some people are just wasting resources."

"You are so young, how can you understand what a gift from heaven is?"

Guo Minjie turned her back to him, avoided his gaze, and spoke softly.

"Ha, do you know what eighteen is?"

In the private space, Mr. Lu didn't need to care about anyone's emotions, no longer restraining his nature, and spoke loudly.

"As long as you let yourself go, you can't get out of bed."

Guo Minjie's expression changed slightly, her brows furrowed, and she wanted to scold him, but she seemed to realize that she was the one who started this topic, so she held it back.

She snorted and said disdainfully: "You don't act like a role model at all."

"Teacher Guo, this is not right."

Mr. Lu slowly stretched out his hand, gently held her buttocks wrapped in her skirt, and spoke in a low voice.

"Being on the podium, this is a profession, you are a teacher."

"But once you leave school, you are just an ordinary woman, you have emotions and desires, and you also need the comfort of your beloved man."

"Your husband is having affairs outside and never touches you. Who says that teachers must endure loneliness and not only devote their knowledge and patience, but also their desires?"

"If you keep suppressing your instincts like this, I'm afraid you'll never know what it's like to be a woman."

"stop!"

Guo Minjie shuddered all over, and suddenly pulled her body back, huddled on the sofa, hugged her knees, and looked alert.

"Lu Jincheng, don't say these weird things. I'm just drunk, not stupid."

"I don't need instinct."

"Oh?"

Lu Jincheng smiled and did not follow him. Instead, he raised his legs and put his feet on the sofa next to Guo Minjie.

Using relatively harmless body language, he very cautiously closed the distance between the two of them.

"Then tell me, how did you manage without a husband for so long?"

"Would your body instinctively agree?"

Her rosy lips moved slightly, but she whispered, "It's not important."

"In the eyes of others anyway"