Chapter 615: 414.2
When she turned around, sitting as she was, she was right in front of Lu Jincheng’s abdomen, and without saying a word of farewell, she had already noticed his swelling groin.
Chu Man opened her mouth, squirming without words, momentarily unsure whether to stay or let go.
Lu Jincheng turned back, just in time to see the flush on Chu Man’s face and her shocked expression.
Lu Jincheng found it hard to describe his feelings at the moment. His emotions had surged too intensely earlier, and now he felt somewhat numb, as if slightly intoxicated despite having not drunk much.
"I’m going back to my room first~"
Lu Jincheng tugged a couple more times before managing to free his arm from Chu Man’s hold, preparing to return to his room.
But just as he used his knee to push the chair aside to make space, he heard Chu Man’s playful yet slightly trembling voice.
"You said others are small, but aren’t you the small one, teacher?"
"Buzz~"
Chu Man’s words were like a heavy hammer, shaking Lu Jincheng to his core, making him stop in his tracks.
In order to avoid any further complications, Lu Jincheng had been ready to retreat, but whether Chu Man was being naive or deliberately teasing, she provoked him once again.
Lu Jincheng’s current feelings were similar to the day of Chen Xinran’s wedding, caught between the pull of desire and moral restraint when being tempted.
That day, he even dared to sleep with a long-time friend’s wife, so there was no need for much to be said today. Chu Man’s repeated, intentional or unintentional temptations shattered the teacher-student bond and moral constraints within him.
"Tsk~"
Lu Jincheng let out a mocking chuckle, then turned to face Chu Man directly.
"What’s that? Have you seen one bigger than mine?"
As the situation reached this point, Lu Jincheng no longer needed to hide or hold back. He straightened up, fully displaying the prominent bulge in his trousers in front of Chu Man, even giving his waist a proud shake.
Lu Jincheng was rather confident about his asset. Although not as large as the stereotypical Black man, it was bigger than those in domestic or Japanese and Korean works. Considering Chu Man’s young age, he doubted she’s seen anything more substantial than his!
Lu Jincheng’s previous retreats gave Chu Man the illusion; she didn’t expect him to counterattack, and her eyes followed his words to his bulging trousers.
The faint rod-like shape left Chu Man momentarily dazed, but she refused to back down vocally: "Just this?" Lu Jincheng’s every move was in her sight, so she smugly stated, "I’m not small!"
With that look of hers, the playful yet slightly silly air was indeed quite captivating.
But Lu Jincheng was also a bit high-strung, unable to stand her smug demeanor and taunted her with sarcasm: "Overconfident!"
To express his scorn, Lu Jincheng snorted after speaking, deliberately turning his head away, acting as if he couldn’t be bothered to look anymore.
His reaction deeply provoked Chu Man, who slapped the table with her small hand, causing the dishes in front of her to tremble.
"You don’t believe?"
Seeing Chu Man’s amusing stance, Lu Jincheng teased her on purpose, pouting and shrugging, making a face that said "Isn’t it obvious?"
This time, Chu Man couldn’t hold back any longer, pursed her lips, glared, and with little steps, walked around the table to sit beside Lu Jincheng.
Lu Jincheng’s heart skipped a beat, and seeing Chu Man stand still and reach out her hand, he thought she might resort to force since she couldn’t win with words, and instinctively leaned back, raising a hand to protect his head.
But just as Lu Jincheng’s hand was halfway up, it was caught by Chu Man, almost as if he had offered it up himself.
After grasping Lu Jincheng’s hand, Chu Man did nothing harmful but brought his hand up to her chest and placed it directly on her bosom.
Chu Man’s action caused Lu Jincheng’s mind to explode; he stared dumbfounded at his hand resting on Chu Man’s tender breast. In that moment, his hand was faster than his thought; before he realized what was happening, it had already unconsciously given a squeeze.
Even through the fabric, Lu Jincheng could still feel that delicate softness.
Lu Jincheng’s unexpected squeeze deepened the blush on Chu Man’s pretty face. But she didn’t shy away, instead pushing her chest forward, pressing her breast tighter against Lu Jincheng’s palm, almost distorting its shape.
Yet she still wouldn’t admit defeat verbally: "So, isn’t it not small?"
To be honest, upon contact, Lu Jincheng still felt that Chu Man’s chest wasn’t large, about the same as Chen Xinran’s, far inferior to Zhao Ru and Luo Xin’s.
But his mind was still reeling from Chu Man’s bold move. Subconsciously, he nodded in agreement, "Big, quite big!"
Hearing Lu Jincheng’s affirmation, Chu Man finally smiled in satisfaction and released Lu Jincheng’s hand.
Suddenly having a breast in hand, then suddenly empty, Lu Jincheng found it abrupt and inexplicable. In this moment, he even felt a hint of wanting more, involuntarily pursing his lips, a trace of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
But he feared Chu Man might notice it, so he quickly turned his face away to avoid looking at her, his hands fumbling awkwardly on the table before randomly grabbing a glass and downing it in one go to mask his awkwardness and suppress the budding desire within.
But the glass held not water, but red wine. Although not strong, drinking it now was like adding oil to the fire, making his chest hotter and more unbearable. In just a moment, Lu Jincheng felt sweat forming on his neck, struggling to maintain control. The dragon below had turned into a towering pillar, pressing hard against his pants, aching to burst through the fabric.