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Chapter 817 - State Your Terms

"No," she eventually managed to say while shaking her head harder than usual to persuade not only him but also herself. "Mr. Lu, we agreed that what happened between us would only be a one-night stand. Nothing more."

His heavy gaze bore down on her and made her shiver with both nervousness and desire. However, her mind was already made up.

Unlike him, she wasn’t looking for a quick and convenient fuck buddy—ah, how embarrassing to even just think of the term! She had her one night of wild pleasure with him and that was enough. From now on, she no longer wanted any one-night stands. Instead, she wanted a boyfriend who would both be her lover and partner and eventually...hopefully become a good and loyal husband in the future.

Sleeping with Lu Zihao again would only be pure stupidity on her part, especially since it was clear that he only wanted to have sex with her. In addition, the two of them were incompatible. Well, not completely incompatible, she admitted. They were very compatible in bed, alright. But based on her impression of him, their life values were completely incompatible with each other. And to Long Jinjing, compatibility in life values was more important for a happier life than being sexually compatible.

In short, the two of them had no future together. Due to all of these, she didn’t want to waste her time in a hopeless and vague relationship with a man no matter how attracted she was of him.

Long Jinjing couldn’t take Lu Zihao’s intense gaze on her so she turned her eyes away from him and looked at the wall instead. She cleared her throat and took a deep breath to regain her composure. "Please leave, Mr. Lu. I’m not interested in having sex with you again."

"Liar," he said.

His accusation made her glare at him even as she flushed because it was true. In a more forceful tone, she repeated, "Please leave now, Mr. Lu. There’s the door. Please show yourself out."

"You responded to my kiss," he said in his wicked voice. "I can tell that you want me again as much as I want you. Don’t lie to me, Jinjing."

"T-that...s-stop it," she stammered. Her arms crossed over her chest in an effort to protect herself from him exposing her desire. "Mr. Lu, please leave now."

He inhaled and exhaled several drawn-out breaths. His entire body was tight, looking as if he was controlling himself from turning into a wild beast.

"State your terms," he hissed.

She blinked, feeling confused. "Terms?"

"State whatever terms you want that will make you agree to sleep with me again," he said in a clearer voice.

His words shocked her once again. "Y-you...are you...negotiating with me?"

He also crossed his muscled arms over his wide chest and continued staring at her with his deep, dark and intense eyes. "Yes."

She fell silent. Her feet unconsciously started pacing in the living room as she thought about his offer.

Wait.

Was she considering another offer from him?

’Long Jinjing, you’re crazy!’

She stopped pacing and asked him, "My terms. I can say anything?"

"Depends on what you want," he said in an even tone. "That’s why we’re negotiating. I’m hoping that we’ll reach an acceptable arrangement that will satisfy both of us."

Her brows furrowed. "You want to have sex with me that much?"

He didn’t answer but his silence and the narrowing of his eyes were enough to answer her question. Delight surged through her but also confusion. She couldn’t understand why he would want to have sex with her again. He could have so many more beautiful and experienced women than her. She wasn’t deluded enough to believe that she had been so amazing in bed that he couldn’t wait to have more of her. That was ridiculous!

Despite the absurdity of their topic of negotiation, she still forced herself to ask serious questions. "How many more times do you want to sleep with me in order for you to feel satisfied?"

He leaned his body against the wall as he answered, "I don’t know."

"Based on your experience, how many times?"

"I’ve never fucked the same woman for more than three meetings," he said, shrugging. "I tend to lose interest if it’s more than that."

She felt a twinge in her chest at his casual answer. However, she still forced herself to appear calm on the outside—hopefully. "So you plan on f-fucking me for two more meetings?"

His gaze became even more intense and heavier. "I don’t know. We’ll see."

Her lips pressed together in a thin line at his vague answer. For her, it was the height of irresponsibility. She straightened her spine and lifted her chin higher. "Well, Mr. Lu. I’m unavailable to satisfy your...your, uh, needs. Feel free to find other...women who I’m sure would be more than willing to have sex with you for three meetings or less. Good bye, Mr. Lu. Please leave."

He looked at her with an expression filled with frustration but she didn’t care. His libido wasn’t her responsibility.

Feeling braver, she added, "You can always, uh, m-masturbate, you know."

A feral growl escaped from his throat which made her look at him again. What she saw almost made her waver from her decision so she avoided his gaze again. Ah, how dangerous! She must not allow her IQ to plummet to amoeba level because of him again.

"I already masturbated many times thinking about you," he said through gritted teeth. "And it’s not enough. I want to fuck you again. State your terms, Jinjing!"

Her heart started racing again and she felt breathless. Then she covered her face with her hands from shame because she was once again considering his offer. How embarrassing!