Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's son's ex-boyfriend

Lu Yu thought that Song Xijin would be very frank when he said such things.

It turns out that this young master was just putting on a brave face.

On the surface, he appeared calm and collected, but his words betrayed his true nature.

Lu Yu quickly went through all the pros and cons in his mind.

Sleeping again... isn't out of the question.

Song Xijin's meaning was very clear: she wanted to treat him as a casual sex partner, with a purely physical relationship.

Let's not talk about feelings, let's not talk about getting back together.

After that, he had nothing left to sell.

The money from selling this watch will be enough for Mom's surgery and her subsequent treatment.

The financial ties between the two people have been completely severed.

Logically speaking, they should not have any further contact after this.

and……

Lu Yu's gaze fell on Song Xijin's lips.

Light pink, thin upper lip, slightly thicker lower lip, and slightly parted lips as she spoke, revealing a line of clean, even teeth.

A man like this, looking up at you, tells you he wants to do it again.

Lu Yu didn't know how to refuse.

In particular, his last experience was excellent.

Although Song Xijin is usually domineering and has a bad temper, she lets him take the lead in bed.

It can cry and shout, but it won't get angry.

"Just this once," Lu Yu said, his voice noticeably hoarse, quite different from his previous clear tone.

Upon hearing these four words, Song Xijin finally felt relieved, though her expression remained impassive.

He slightly curled the corners of his mouth, deciding to let this situation pass by for now.

As for the future...

Who knows what will happen in the future?

"Okay, just this once." Song Xijin loosened her grip on Lu Yu's neck a little, and her tone became lighter than before.

The next second, Lu Yu lowered his head and kissed the lips in front of him.

His kiss wasn't particularly intense.

But it certainly doesn't qualify as gentle.

A kiss with a clear purpose, without any probing or beating around the bush.

Use the tip of your tongue to pry open your teeth and probe directly inside.

He cut off Song Xijin's unfinished words.

Song Xijin let out a muffled groan.

The arms wrapped around Lu Yu's neck tightened suddenly, and the fingers grabbed Lu Yu's hair at the back of his head.

Lu Yu pushed his palm up his waist, and in doing so, unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt.

"Mmm..." Song Xijin turned her head away from his lips, breathing heavily, her voice already a little soft, "...Go take a shower first."

"Okay." Lu Yu agreed verbally, but her lips didn't stop moving.

Following Song Xijin's jawline down, she gave him a light bite on his Adam's apple.

Song Xijin raised her neck, her Adam's apple bobbing up and down, letting out a suppressed gasp.

Lu Yu pulled his hands out of his shirt and grabbed Song Xijin's thighs with both hands.

With a tightening of his fingers and a burst of strength, he lifted the person off the sofa.

"Ah..." Song Xijin's body was suddenly lifted into the air, and she cried out softly in fright.

Her legs instinctively clung tightly to Lu Yu's waist.

Her arms climbed back up his neck, and she clung to him, her heart pounding.

"Lu Yu, you..."

"You won't fall, Mr. Song." Lu Yu's voice was deep and steady as he lifted the man up a couple of times.

The force applied in those two lifts was just right.

Song Xijin slid down a little due to gravity, but was caught steadily.

Song Xijin felt flustered by his weight and hugged him even tighter.

Afraid of falling, she clung to Lu Yu like an octopus, holding him tightly.

The two were pressed close together.

With each step Lu Yu took, the fabric of their clothes rubbed together, making a soft rustling sound.

He was furious, so he lowered his head and bit Lu Yu's Adam's apple.

It wasn't the kind of light bite you give when you're flirting; he actually used some force, but he didn't dare to bite really hard.

The teeth held that small piece of skin, while the tip of the tongue casually swept over it.

"Lu Yu..." Song Xijin's voice was somewhat muffled because she was biting Lu Yu's Adam's apple, but the defiant spirit in her tone was still clear.

"Will you call me Mr. Song again when we're in bed later?"

Lu Yu paused for a moment, then continued walking forward.

Push open the door to the master bedroom, walk through the bedroom, and head straight into the bathroom.

He freed one hand to turn on the bathroom light and gently placed Song Xijin on the sink.

Without saying a word, Lu Yu started to undress him.

The shirt was stripped off and thrown on the ground, then the pants.

Before long, Song Xijin was sitting naked on the sink.

Song Xijin, unwilling to accept defeat, reached out and tugged at Lu Yu's clothes, much more skillfully than last time.

He ripped off his T-shirt in a few quick movements and then started unzipping his pants.

Lu Yu pressed his hand down, stopping him from continuing: "...Take a shower first."

"Answer me first." Song Xijin grabbed his wrist with her other hand, her fingers intertwining tightly. "What are you going to call me in bed later?"

Lu Yu stared into his eyes.

Song Xijin sat on the sink, her skin as white as jade under the bathroom light.

There are still light pink marks left below my collarbone from last time, but after a week, they have mostly faded away.

Only by looking closely can you see even the slightest trace.

His chin was raised, his lips were red from the kiss, and his eyes held not only a stubborn refusal to admit defeat, but also a hazy look of desire.

Lu Yu took a step forward and cupped Song Xijin's face in her hands.

He gently rubbed his thumb against Song Xijin's cheek, then lowered his head, pressing the tip of his nose against Song Xijin's nose, and rubbed them together from side to side.

"...Xi Jin."

His voice was low and hoarse.

Song Xijin's eyelashes trembled, and she raised her hand to hook Lu Yu's neck, tilting her head back to kiss him again.

Lu Yu had initiated all the previous kisses.

This time, it was Song Xijin who took the initiative.

Urgent and passionate, she dug her fingers into Lu Yu's hair, pressing his head down forcefully.

"You're smart to know your place..."

Song Xijin squeezed out four words between kisses, then pulled Lu Yu's lips back.

The sky outside had become completely dark without us even realizing it.

Night falls quickly in Beijing, and the transition period to dusk is so short that it is almost negligible.

As soon as the sun set, the deep blue night sky descended, covering everything.

The curtains in the master bedroom weren't fully drawn, and a few city lights peeked in through the gaps.

The light cast a blurry, constantly shifting shadow on the ceiling.

The bed was also in complete chaos.

Song Xijin lay on Lu Yu's chest.

The hair at the back of my head was wet with sweat and stuck to my scalp.

He was like a dying fish, his body still trembling slightly.

Every muscle in my groin was twitching uncontrollably.

His fingers gripped the bed sheet.

I had no strength left at all, and I couldn't hold on tight at all; I could only lean against it weakly.

Her fingertips were flushed with a lingering redness.

It took him a long time to finally lift his face off Lu Yu's chest.

He was panting heavily.

There were traces of dryness at the corners of his mouth, and his eyelashes were wet and stuck together.

The corners of her eyes were red, as if she had applied rouge.

"Lu Yu..." Song Xijin's voice was so hoarse that she could barely speak, her throat sounding as if it had been soaked in seawater.

"You beast..."

This time, Lu Yu finally heard him say those words.