Chapter 87 Let’s Practice for Better Performance Next Time

Chapter 87: Practice Makes Perfect, Better Performance Next Time

Lu Jingtang waited with bated breath, but nothing happened. Puzzled, she looked up and saw Fu Nanyu looking stunned, seemingly embarrassed.

Fu Nanyu had no choice but to admit the truth: "I can't figure out how to undo this."

"Ah..." Lu Jingtang was momentarily stunned, her eyes dazed as she asked foolishly, "Well, what do we do now?"

Fu Nanyu leaned in to kiss her ear, planting wet kisses along her fair, slender neck. His breath was scorching, and his low, husky voice was especially clear in the quiet room. "Teach me, Tangtang... show me how."

"Maybe... we should just forget it?"

"I'm going to see it eventually anyway."

Overwhelmed with shame, Lu Jingtang’s body felt weak and tingling. She guided Fu Nanyu’s hands, helping him undo it.

The moment the bra strap loosened, a warm palm eagerly pressed against her back. The heat made her shiver. Her eyes glistened, welling up with tears.

Fu Nanyu propped himself up on the bed, looking down at her, his dark eyes heavy with desire. His low, ragged breathing was incredibly sexy as he chuckled softly, "I’ve struck gold." Then he leaned down to kiss her again.

He was like a starved, insatiable beast, tirelessly drinking her in.

Lu Jingtang’s forehead was damp with sweat, her entire body flushed a delicate shade of pink, incredibly beautiful.

From time to time, she curled her toes at the stimulation on her chest, shivering with embarrassment. Her hands on his shoulders grew weaker, and she couldn’t hold back a soft whimper, tears welling in the corners of her eyes.

Only when the area below her collarbone was damp with kisses did she snap back to reality, protesting in a tearful voice, "You said you’d only look!"

Fu Nanyu leaned in to kiss her cheek, his eyes crinkling with amusement, a shameless grin on his face. "I said I’d look, and taste a little while I was at it."

"Pervert," Lu Jingtang weakly cursed.

Though nothing substantial had happened, the encounter had drained Lu Jingtang. She had sweated more than Fu Nanyu, and when he dug her out from under the covers, she was glistening with moisture, stunningly beautiful.

Fu Nanyu wiped her down with the blanket and used a few tissues to clean her hands. Half-asleep, Lu Jingtang mumbled discontentedly, "Hands... wash hands."

"That disgusts you, huh?" Fu Nanyu chuckled softly. Lu Jingtang had already fallen asleep and didn’t respond.

At first, he hadn’t been that greedy—he’d only intended to look. But she was too beautiful, and he’d lost control.

Lu Jingtang didn’t know how long she had slept, but when she woke up, she was still uncovered.

Fu Nanyu sat by the bed, silent as a ghost, his head bowed, doing who-knows-what.

Curious, Lu Jingtang leaned over to look and instantly flushed crimson, her eyes wide as she stammered, "Fu Nanyu... you... you pervert!"

Fu Nanyu was intently studying her bra, repeatedly unfastening and refastening the clasp.

"Physical intimacy really does deepen bonds—you’re even calling me by my full name now," Fu Nanyu teased, pulling her and the blanket into his arms.

Lu Jingtang snatched her bra back and hid it under the covers, refusing to let him look.

Fu Nanyu said, "I’m practicing so I can do better next time."

Puffing out her cheeks, Lu Jingtang retorted, "There won’t be a next time." After all, he had bitten her earlier—it didn’t hurt, but it was a little ticklish.

Fu Nanyu ignored her remark and commented calmly, "It’s a bit tight on you. You should change sizes."

"Really?" Lu Jingtang’s eyes lit up instantly, sparkling with delight.

Fu Nanyu moved closer to her, and Lu Jingtang cocked her ear attentively, only to see him slowly curl his lips into a sly grin. "I'm not sure anymore, unless you let me take another look."

Lu Jingtang's ears flushed red as she tried to cover his mouth. "That's none of your concern, no need to ask."

"Be gentle with them, don’t mistreat them—I’d feel heartbroken," Fu Nanyu said to her with a serious expression.

Lu Jingtang was stunned, completely unable to figure out how Fu Nanyu had evolved from that steady, stern older brother into this smooth-talker full of pickup lines. Is it that men just naturally figure it out after getting a taste of meat?

She covered her ears, but Fu Nanyu pulled her hands down, forcing her to listen, then leaned in to kiss her lips. "Desiring each other is the best expression of intense emotion—there’s no need to feel embarrassed."

Lu Jingtang said with a hint of playful exasperation, "It’s not that… it’s just you—yes, you! Act normal! Give me back my formerly distant, cold-hearted older brother!"

Fu Nanyu replied, "That was impotence."

Lu Jingtang: "…"

By the time Lu Jingtang had gotten herself ready, she saw that it was already 5 p.m.—only half an hour left until quitting time.

Her heart sank. She had gone up to the top floor for lunch and never returned—what would her colleagues in Project Team Two think?

Fu Nanyu, reading her thoughts, said, "I told Minister Zhou that you had another task to complete."

Lu Jingtang blinked. "What task?"

Fu Nanyu didn’t answer, only looked at her with a knowing smile.

Lu Jingtang’s face warmed slightly—no need to ask. She knew it was something inappropriate.