Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 318, Section 316: Vibrant and Sensual
"That's right!"

We chatted, this time in a completely relaxed, casual way.

After shedding a few tears and adjusting her state, He Min quickly regained her energy and vitality.

She rested her chin on her hand, leaned forward, and smiled as she continued Zhou Mingyuan's whimsical conversation.

Through the nightgown, you could even see her flawless skin, and even her slightly clenched curves were faintly visible.

The neckline reveals a bowl-shaped curve, exuding a generous and natural charm that showcases a pure and innocent appeal.

Because of the relaxed posture, her two long, white legs were exposed and swaying back and forth in the air.

"Being an assistant is obviously very difficult; not just anyone can do it."

"Who knows if you can guess what the boss is thinking?"

If you guess right, it's only natural; if you guess wrong, I'll have to deal with your temper.

The girl tossed a strand of hair behind her ear, her dark eyes seemingly filled with untold tenderness, as if she were being coquettish and angry, yet also as if she were trying to make herself happy.

"."

"No one else could play this role as you do now."

As Zhou Mingyuan was talking, he didn't even notice that He Min had slid over from the chair opposite him.

Until a sweet, youthful fragrance wafted into his nostrils, and her slender, smooth arm linked with his again.

He then realized that He Min had come closer again.

This time, of course, it was purely about getting close.

The man could even feel her body temperature and touch her skin.

The assistant's long, slender, fair legs gently rested on her side.

"Hey boss."

"Ok?"

"I've always been particularly curious about Sister Yun."

He Min actually used her knee to nudge the man's thigh, seemingly unintentionally, as if she wanted to enter him, to touch him, and to feel a different kind of temperature.

"Is Sister Yun really that kind of person?"

"that?"

Zhou Mingyuan took over the conversation, his hand slowly sliding from He Min's face to near the girl's neck.

A snow-white swan neck, clearly defined veins, and most importantly, long enough.

He Min looked exceptionally beautiful in formal attire, but now, as Zhou Mingyuan touched her in his hand and felt the beautiful lines of her veins and throat, he gradually began to appreciate a different kind of charm.

Indeed, it's not just about recognizing a woman by her scent.

You need to explore, get close, experience it firsthand, and handle and play with it.
Only then can we match each of the vibrant and interesting highlights.

"that is."

Perhaps it was the red wine mixed with beer that finally got me going.

He Min's cheeks flushed, and her eyes held an unprecedented gossipy expression.

As a junior assistant who spends a lot of time with my boss, I have quite a few opportunities to have heart-to-heart talks with him.

But such a place where you can gossip freely without worrying about work, without being on edge, without having to plan or prepare everything for him, and where you can completely relax from head to toe, is still quite precious.

So He Min tonight, He Min for the New Year, has become much bolder.

"Is she very thirsty? Hahahaha, boss, don't make that face, that's exactly what I meant!"

"They say girls are like wolves in their thirties and tigers in their forties. Sister Yun is already twenty-eight. It must be quite different from us for her to be able to get into bed with you, right?"

"My sister's needs are clear, so her combat strength should be even greater."

He Min's bare little feet were also gently rubbing against Zhou Mingyuan from top to bottom.

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Zhou Mingyuan burst out laughing.

"Putting aside the amount of demand for now, let's focus on the proactive aspect."

"She is indeed not as good as you."

"Um"

The roundabout praise brought a smile to He Min's face, and her body almost went limp against the man's.

She bit her lower lip, her voice barely audible.

"Boss, I really can't drink anymore."

He kissed his way from the chair all the way down to the aisle.

Then, from the aisle, they kissed all the way to the edge of the bed in the guesthouse.

"I need to take a shower."

Before taking action, He Min seemed to remember something and suddenly called a halt, gently and charmingly pushing Zhou Mingyuan away.

"I walked almost 15,000 steps today and I'm covered in sweat."

"Okay, okay, go quickly."

Zhou Mingyuan nodded, smiled and released He Min, letting his assistant giggle and slip into the bathroom as if fleeing.

He looked at his phone for a while, liking and replying to the New Year's greetings on his WeChat Moments and in private messages.

Their interest was immediately piqued by the room's decor.

The suite design of this guesthouse features transparent glass partitions between the rooms and the bathroom.

Although there are Venetian blinds, the blinds and the rotating rod are designed to be on one side of the room.

Clearly, this is a design full of romance and ambiguity, intended for customer convenience.

From the bathroom, there was the rustling sound of clothes being taken off.

The movement of delicate fabric against the body evokes endless fantasies.

Designing a more open and airy space between rooms and bathrooms, with more subtle partitions, is a style that hotels and guesthouses will flock to in the next decade.

Now, Zhou Mingyuan stands at the center of history and can fully understand this sentiment.

Besides, this kind of thing doesn't need to be taught.

If it were Zhou Lu, who was in his thirties, he probably would still have this patience.

In a hazy state, I gracefully took out a sildenafil tablet, used a splitter to remove one-third of it, and then swallowed it with water.

Then wait patiently for the girl to become fragrant and soft after her bath, letting the medicinal properties and the evening breeze fill the entire beautiful scene.

But at eighteen, there was absolutely no need for him to do so.

He couldn't wait, or rather, he could choose not to wait for the assistant inside to finish washing up.

Take off your clothes, turn on the tap, apply shower gel, rinse your body, dry off the water droplets, and then come out wrapped in a snow-white towel.

Every step of this entire process is so enticing, so captivating and enjoyable.

Why not witness these things with your own eyes?
Zhou Mingyuan raised the wine glass with only a small sip left, drank it all in one gulp, took a few barefoot steps, and pushed open the bathroom door.

What are you doing?

As soon as He Minzheng saw the door being pushed open, she screamed, her face turning red with embarrassment, looking panicked and ashamed with nowhere to hide.

This is not an unconscious affectation or pretense.

No matter how socially adept, charming, or adept He Min is in public, she is always ready to make a good impression.

But no matter what, she was just a girl who had recently graduated.

Even in front of someone of the opposite sex I like, I still feel shy instinctively.

"I'm afraid you might faint if you're drunk and the water gets too hot during a shower." The guesthouse was beautifully decorated, and the stunning view in the bathroom made Zhou Mingyuan stand there with a smile, his eyes glued to the spot.

I will never regret pushing the door open and barging in.

For a pretty young woman like He Min to change and shower inside, perhaps it would be more polite to simply push open the door and go in.

The floor was creamy yellow, the wall tiles were white, and the washbasin was off-white.

Exquisite and elegant, clean and soft, it looks beautiful.

But none of them could compare to He Min, who had already turned her arms around and was preparing to crawl into the bathtub.

It cannot compare to the beauty of the Creator's body.

He Min has changed everything.

The nightgown that had been close to her body, and even the inner fabric that had been worn underneath, had been taken off and hung to the side.

Almost completely spotless, she was bending over, preparing to deal with that last small piece of fabric.

Her skin was like mutton fat jade, with every detail clearly visible.

The young assistant in front of me seemed even more innocent and lovely than when she was dressed.

Upon seeing Zhou Mingyuan enter, He Min seemed to momentarily forget what to say.

She was both shy and annoyed, but clearly couldn't bring herself to be angry with him.

But she still instinctively made a sound, and with one hand wrapped around herself, she barely managed to cover her body.

This scene brought a slight smile to Zhou Mingyuan's lips.

"You should get out of here."

"rogue!"

As she spoke the last two words, He Min's face flushed red, and she bit her lower lip slightly, revealing a sweet smile she couldn't contain.

Zhou Mingyuan lunged forward in one swift motion.

He pulled He Min into his arms.

He took the opportunity to pull He Min's arm away, twisting her petite and delicate body towards him.

Go and savor it, and you'll see what true soft curves really mean.

With his other hand, he reached behind his assistant, held her in place, and kissed her.

"Hmm."

The two of them became one amidst the rushing water.

"Um"

He Min seemed extremely comfortable.

But her expression was incredibly shy.

"Ah... Boss... Waaah... Let go... Let go... Waaah... Hehe... Let me take a shower first..."

Hearing her whimpering pleas for mercy, Zhou Mingyuan, despite having enjoyed himself for quite some time, remained calm and rational.

It's too narrow here; there's not enough room to maneuver.

The single room only had a small bathtub, which could barely accommodate someone his size.

I should have booked the hotel myself.
As he pondered, he slowly loosened his grip on He Min's body, but then habitually asked a question.

"Want to shower with me?"

"No, no... I hate it... I hate it... Get out of here, I'll shower myself... I'll give it to you after I shower..."

Zhou Mingyuan couldn't help but laugh.

The man reached out and tapped He Min's nose again, asking with a smile.

"Then you need to be more specific about what you're going to do for me after you take a shower before I leave."

"Tell me now! I won't let you go if you don't."

Although He Min's face was as red as the sunset, she still managed to steal a glance and whisper in Zhou Mingyuan's ear, "Okay, okay, boss~"

"Wait until I've taken a shower and smell nice, then I'll go out and serve you, okay?"

"That's pretty much it."

Zhou Mingyuan nodded in satisfaction.

He Min patted and slapped him, telling him to leave, before he reluctantly let go of his assistant and walked out of the bathroom.

……

A night of partying.

Zhou Mingyuan woke up to a very faint sound.

A dull ache from the hangover lingered in his temples. He frowned and opened his sleepy eyes.

Before my vision was fully clear, my senses had already picked up on the sounds coming from the direction of the bathroom not far away.

He turned his head and, through the crack in the not-quite-closed bathroom door, saw He Min's figure.

She woke up even earlier than I did.

The girl was wearing only a white silk shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, revealing a section of her fair and slender forearm.

She was standing in front of the sink, her back to the door, intently performing an almost rigorous ritual.

Zhou Mingyuan squinted, watching lazily.

He rarely observed women's morning skincare routines in such detail.

She first used an extremely patient cleanser to clean her face, including her neck and behind her ears.

The water temperature seemed to be strictly controlled, as no steam was visible.

Next, she picked up a frosted glass bottle, poured out a little transparent liquid into her palm, warmed it by pressing it together, and then began to press it along the skin's texture with her fingertips.

The movements were so professional, almost like a sales assistant at a department store.

Then came even smaller bottles of serum.

She applied the product to several specific areas of her face and massaged it in again until absorbed.

Finally, there was a jar of face cream. She carefully applied it all over her face, lingering on her cheekbones and brow bones, making circular motions with her knuckles to awaken her dormant skin and lay the groundwork for what was to come.

After completing her basic skincare routine, He Min picked up the foundation.

She was using a bottle with a very minimalist design; you couldn't tell what brand it was from a distance.

A damp face sponge is gently patted onto the face.

Small quantities, multiple times.

The word inexplicably popped into Zhou Mingyuan's mind.

He watched her apply foundation evenly to every inch of her skin, as if she were handling a precision instrument, creating flawless, natural-looking skin without any powdery residue.

Pay special attention to areas prone to powder settling, such as under the eyes and the sides of the nose, and carefully dab with the pointed tip of the sponge.

Finally, she used an extremely fine concealer pen, like painting a meticulous brushwork, to precisely dot out a few barely noticeable blemishes, and then gently blended the edges with the warmth of her fingertips, making them completely disappear into the foundation.

Now that's what I call exquisite!

Zhou Mingyuan then realized where her gradual changes came from.

Compared to when I first met her, He Min is now noticeably prettier.

The transformation into the vibrant and charming He Min of today cannot be achieved through last-minute emergency measures.

These are all the result of strict self-discipline day after day.

(End of this chapter)