Chapter 37 Adultery "That's my husband outside the door."...
Lu Jin helped her fasten the last belt, his fingers brushing against the buckle at her waist.
The force was so light it seemed like an accidental touch, but it was definitely intentional.
Sang Li rolled her eyes.
“This suits you quite well,” Lu Jin suddenly said.
"You're still giving me a score, Lu Jin?" Sang Li asked.
Lu Jin, who was called by his full name: "..."
Lu Jin: "It's just very good-looking, I won't give it a score."
He made her turn around, his gaze following the contours of her shoulders, sliding down to her collarbone, and then stopping at the metal clasp on her chest.
Lu Jin's lips curled into a smile: "Like someone who can't be tamed, Miss Knight."
His gaze always held a hint of lingering interest.
“Humans cannot be tamed.” Sang Li lowered her head and adjusted the fabric on her chest. “Then what should I do?”
"I haven't figured it out yet," Lu Jin said. "This is a painting, so I haven't figured out how to leave this painting."
Sang Li paused for a moment, then asked somewhat awkwardly, "Really?"
Lu Jin: "Mm."
Sang Li showed no mercy: "Then you're really useless."
Lu Jin: ?
Tang Lan: ?
Yu Qi: ?
Zhou Fangyang: ?
How dare you talk to the boss like that?!
at the same time.
“Sang Li!”
Slo's slightly impatient voice came from outside the door. He seemed to be getting anxious and was fidgeting: "Do you need any help?"
They were inside for way too long.
Sang Li gazed at the door, tilted her head thoughtfully, and said with a mischievous smile, "Someone's about to come in."
Lu Jin's eyes darkened: "So?"
He was so close that his breath brushed against her neck.
Every syllable is hot.
Like molten metal.
The kind of hot, golden color.
There was no light in the room, only light and shadow filtering through the cracks, outlining the two figures with a faint golden edge.
Sang Li pulled closer to Lu Jin, licked her lips, and whispered, "That's my husband outside the door."
Her next line seemed to be, "Do you find it exciting to be having an affair with me now?"
Lu Jin suddenly felt very troubled.
Sang Li, who has no memory, has no superior-subordinate relationship with him.
I'm not afraid of him.
That's incredibly bold!
Is this something you can just say casually?
Sang Li tilted her head slightly, her nose almost brushing against his chin: "If I were a bad person, should I let him in right now?"
After speaking, he looked at Lu Jin with great interest, as if waiting for him to make a decision.
How exciting would it be if a mistress assassinated her husband's legal wife?
She loves these kinds of intense, all-out fight scenes.
Lu Jin narrowed his eyes.
That's really bad.
He had never seen this side of Sang Li before.
It's like peeling back a colorful, sparkling candy only to find sharp shards of glass inside.
Lu Jin's voice was low and hoarse, as if it had been licked by flames: "No."
"Why?" Her tone was so soft and weak, as if she was deliberately showing weakness to tease him.
He stared into her eyes, then suddenly raised his hand, placed his palm on her lower abdomen, and gave it a slight push.
Sang Li staggered, her back pressed against the cold, patterned wall, her shoulders trembling slightly before she could regain her balance.
The next second, he leaned in close. He stood in front of her, half-encircling her with his arms.
He lowered his eyes and gazed at her.
Mischief.
The space suddenly narrowed, and even the air was filled with the faint scent of tobacco emanating from Lu Jin.
Sang Li chuckled mischievously, deliberately raising her voice: "Wow, so you agree with my point of view and also find it exciting? After all, you also sneaked in to watch me change clothes."
“It’s about looking openly and honestly, Sang Li, watch your words.”
Lu Jin wanted to say something.
He did more than just watch people change clothes.
They even slept together.
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