Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 81, Section 79: Stronger than Friendship

To be able to revert to being an eighteen-year-old is probably every veteran's dream.

To be born twice and still have to follow the rules and regulations is simply a waste of this unique destiny.

When it's time to move forward, we must forge ahead without hesitation!
Having spent his past life surrounded by countless beauties, Zhou Mingyuan naturally had a natural knack for controlling the atmosphere of the room.

In just a few rounds, he had completely brought out the senior's spirit.

Not only did it happen naturally without any resistance, but sometimes it even straightened its back to follow the waistline, forming a beautiful slight arch to match itself.

How can I describe this feeling of being in complete control?

Full of energy and boundless vitality, as if possessing inexhaustible fighting power.

Zhou Mingyuan was the same.

In that instant when lightning struck and fire ignited within him, he finally accepted his younger self completely.

Powerful, invincible!

As expected of a dance student, the senior student's timing and rhythm were perfect.

People who work out regularly have well-trained muscles, which is something they are naturally good at.

If this were a competition, the two would be a thousand times more compatible as opponents than as work partners.

During the conversation, the man didn't forget to lower his head and give her a light kiss, taking advantage of the situation to slowly move closer to Du Jianuo's ear, every movement slow and agonizing.

"What did you just call me?"

"Junior."

Du Jianuo's starry eyes were tightly closed, and her face was as red as if it had been stained with blood.

From the inside out, shyness was everywhere, and everything felt burning hot.

"wrong."

Zhou Mingyuan squinted.

"President Zhou~"

"wrong."

He shook his head again, remaining rooted to the spot.

"elder brother."

The man didn't speak, but stared at her mischievously until Du Jianuo begged for mercy in a sweet voice, straightening up and bringing her close to his ear.

(Mute) ~

"Say it again?"

"Aaaaaaah, no, no!"

Unable to bear the man's punishment, she simply wrapped her arms around his shoulders, melting into the moonlight in the room.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom again.

This time, it's just a symbolic rinse.

Du Jianuo frowned and slowly climbed onto the bed, letting out a long sigh as she waited for the down pillow and mattress to gently embrace her.

"Um, remember to change the sheets."

"understood."

Zhou Mingyuan smiled and nodded, a towel wrapped around his head, still wiping the water droplets from the ends of his hair.

He was still savoring what had just happened.

Young, free, and everything that is under someone else's control.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that this eighteen-year-old body was much better than Zhou Lu's body, who spent his previous life in the gym day and night.

This is definitely not just a matter of age.

The duration, intensity, and frequency are completely incomparable.

He, who is usually intolerant of even the slightest imperfection, couldn't find a single fault this time either.

Could this be the real gift package for my rebirth?

He went to the living room, filled two large glasses of warm water, and handed them to Du Jianuo, who was quietly leaning against the headboard.

The girl gulped down a mouthful of water, as if she had regained some strength, then raised her head, her cheeks flushed, and tugged at Zhou Mingyuan's arm.

Can I ask you a question?

"Ok?"

Zhou Mingyuan put the water glass back, sat back on the bed, and casually put his arm around his senior.

"Is the girl you just sent a voice message your girlfriend?"

It was only at this moment that Du Jianuo finally voiced the question.

She bent her legs slightly, wrapped her arms around her knees, and pressed her chin against the middle to bring herself together.

"Not yet."

Zhou Mingyuan shook his head, completely honest.

He had absolutely no reason to lie.

Du Jianuo pursed her lips, hesitating to speak.

I've thought about lying, about deception, and I've also thought about Zhou Mingyuan openly admitting everything.

But she didn't expect the other party to respond like that.

Does it have to be this realistic?
Du Jianuo is a girl herself, so of course she understands these things.

The second half of the sentence, "not yet," is self-evident.

—It was bound to happen sooner or later.

So you like someone, but haven't officially started a relationship yet?

That.
Then what about what he did to me just now?
In the quiet room, she lowered her head, looked intently at Zhou Mingyuan, her eyes slightly red, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"So we are"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Mingyuan, as if a prophet, automatically deciphered the second half of the sentence.

"We have a working relationship."

When Du Jianuo heard the four words that came out of the other person's mouth, her eyes darkened, and her heart felt like it had been squeezed hard. The bitterness that was squeezed out suddenly rushed into her nose, reddened her eyes, and then flowed out uncontrollably.

"Nono, I don't know if you feel this way."

But the man seemed oblivious to her tears and continued talking.

"When you've been alone for a long time and suddenly meet someone you click with, your first instinct is to want to be friends."

"Love is uncertain, marriage is too exhausting, but friendship lasts forever."

"Our working relationship, where we are bound by shared assets, is even stronger than friendship."

"Girls may break up, love may disappear, and marriage may fail miserably, but everything we have built together will never change."

"We witness each other through spring, summer, autumn and winter, and become better versions of ourselves."

Don't you think it's better?

Du Jianuo was stunned.

She had never heard of this theory before, nor had she imagined that such a complex intimate relationship existed.

The girl brushed aside the curly hair that was wrapped around her forehead, sniffed, and asked softly.

"So it's a special... working relationship?"

"Correct."

"A working relationship that lasts longer than eternity?"

"Yes."

When Du Jianuo woke up, it was already bright outside the window.

The curtains were drawn in the bedroom, and the only sound was the even breathing behind me.

The newly bought mattress was soft and fluffy, and my relaxed arm muscles were also soft. The man's embrace felt just like a temperature-controlled cushion, so warm and cozy.

Zhou Mingyuan loosely placed his hand on her waist. Still asleep, he noticed the movement beside him, mumbled something, but tightened his grip even more.

Du Jianuo gently turned her body to the side, propped her head up with one hand, and moved the other hand forward, carefully tracing his face with the tip of her index finger.

Following the jawline, down to the chin, to the lips, to the bridge of the nose, and finally to the eyebrows and eyes, my fingertips gently stroked his thick eyebrows, like the downy fur of a small animal.

"Ah, you're awake!"

Suddenly, a pair of bright, sparkling eyes opened in the light, startling Du Jianuo. He turned his head and bit her fingertip, then flipped her over and pulled her into his arms.

Her still-unconscious eyes suddenly became blurry.

"No, no, I haven't washed up yet!"

Zhou Mingyuan was about to lower his head again, and the girl bent her arm to block him, but she couldn't stop him from getting closer at all.

He pressed down on her hand, and she bent her elbows; he pressed down on her thighs, and she twisted and rolled around, humming softly from side to side; he leaned in to kiss her, and she had no choice but to obediently comply.

Once a woman's bottom line is crossed, what obstacles are there left to overcome?
His actions were shameless, yet his kisses were passionate, turning her into an arched bridge before he flipped her over and climbed on top of her.

fraud.

Du Jianuo was panting heavily, her starry eyes half-closed.

The two had talked about this topic before going to bed. He said that he was just as naive as his senior, and it was the first time he had ever done this before.

But where do you get so many tricks up your sleeve?

Seeing that there was no way to escape, Du Jianuo pursed her cherry lips and could only grit her teeth and ask back.

"How about we forget it? I'm worried that you might not be able to walk properly or have the energy to work after what happened yesterday."

The man snorted, his eyes filled with disdain.

"That's it? This little bit of exercise?"

"Who are you trying to scare!"

He reached out and pinched Du Jianuo's waist hard, laughing as he spoke.

"If you make me unable to walk, you might have to put in more effort."

(End of this chapter)