After Divorce: Pursued by Cohabiting Boss

Chapter 87

Lu Yanming did not have the chance to say the word "cooking".

Li Zhen's back stiffened, and she threw herself at him to cover his lips, "Mr. Lu! You can't say that in the car! Assistant Fei is still here!"

Fei Zhao, who was focused on driving, pricked up his ears.

What inappropriate things were the two going to talk about again that he couldn't hear?!

He strongly requested access to the VIP channel!

Li Zhen was too nervous. Her pounce landed her whole body right on top of Lu Yanming.

Lu Yanming's body tensed, feeling the softness that had just been vaguely discernible now lightly pressing against the rugged muscles of his chest.

One of her hands was still covering his lips.

Both their bodies were drenched in sticky sweat, like an adhesive medium binding their bodies tightly together.

Lu Yanming's breathing grew heavier by two degrees. He grasped her slender wrist and pulled her hand away, his hoarse voice commanding, "Fei Zhao, get out of the car."

Li Zhen's eyes flew wide open in shock, "You can't be thinking of doing it in the car..."

She didn't get to finish her sentence.

Lu Yanming took her hand and used it to cover her own lips, "Zhen Zhen, you can't say such things in the car when Assistant Fei is still here."

Fei Zhao's expression was placid, but inwardly a shrieking chicken was screaming!

Ahhhhhhhhhhh!

He understood!

The two of them...tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk!

Fei Zhao did not stop right away, but drove on for a few hundred meters before turning into a deserted little lane.

He swiftly exited the car and closed the door.

Inside the car, Lu Yanming released Li Zhen's hand and leisurely asked her, "What I wanted to say earlier was cooking. What were you thinking of? Could it be...doing?"

"No, no." Li Zhen's earlobes blushed red as she shook her head in panic.

"I see, since Zhen Zhen wants it..." Lu Yanming nibbled her reddened earlobe and bit it.

"That's not what I meant, Mr. Lu."

Li Zhen felt her whole body heat up despite the air conditioning still running in the car.

She wanted to get off of Lu Yanming, the position of lying on top of him too embarrassing. She had just moved when her waist was grasped by a strong force, pressing her even tighter against him.

Lu Yanming's arousal was prominently nudging her lower abdomen, scorching her body into instant combustion.

"We can't do it here, Mr. Lu. Assistant Fei is still outside, and the car windows aren't fully tinted." Li Zhen pleaded in a trembling voice.

But it was clear that an aroused man could be very stubborn.

"It's fine, let him watch." Lu Yanming's voice was low and deep, the magnetic grit arousing Li Zhen's eardrums inch by inch.

Li Zhen was so embarrassed by his words that her face flushed deep red. "Mr. Lu, you..."

Her words were abruptly cut off.

She lowered her head in surprise.

Lu Yanming's hand had reached under her shirt.

Grasping the swaying snowy white that had been tempting him.

He sighed, "Since you're traveling, it should be transported."

Li Zhen didn't understand.

Lu Yanming rubbed it and added, "Because it's a lethal weapon."

These explicit words made Li Zhen gasp.

To think the vice president of the corporation, usually as aloof as an orchid on a cliff, would actually say such things to her.

But before Li Zhen could dwell on her surprise for long, her thoughts had already been thrown into chaos.

...

Fei Zhao squatted at the roadside, watched a movie, and had just finished when the car window nearby rolled down.

He knew it was the young master finished with his business, and hurriedly got in the car.

Li Zhen was curled up in the corner, Lu Yanming's suit jacket covering her. Her face still held a trace of flush, and she silently cursed Lu Yanming eight hundred times in her heart.

The air from outside flowed in, dispersing some of the sticky atmosphere in the car.

When they arrived at the apartment building, Li Zhen got out of the car, her legs a little soft and wobbly as soon as she alighted.

The next second, she was swept up into Lu Yanming's arms.

Lu Yanming looked down at the limp woman in his arms, unable to hold back a chuckle. "My bad, it took longer than five seconds today."

Li Zhen wanted to retort, but seeing Fei Zhao's "Wow I feel like I heard some paid content" gossiping expression, she buried her head in Lu Yanming's chest and played dead.

Obliterate me.

Why did he have to get excited midway?!

This was so embarrassing!

Hearing a snippet of paid content, happy Fei Zhao prepared to get in the car.

But Lu Yanming calmly spoke, "Get a different car tomorrow."

Fei Zhao was startled. "Change to what car?"

The young master usually didn't have any car preferences, leaving it to Fei Zhao to decide.

This Mercedes was simply a car Fei Zhao randomly chose from the dealership on his first day back in the country.

Lu Yanming had already turned away, carrying Li Zhen, leaving only one line: "One with more space inside the car."

Fei Zhao: ......

Thanks, I'm stuffed full of dog food tonight.

Lu Yanming carried Li Zhen upstairs to bathe her.

She didn't speak the entire time. Carrying her to bed, Lu Yanming lowered his head, his lips barely brushing against hers. "Not happy again?"

The use of "again" was meaningful.

Li Zhen suddenly realized that it seemed like every time he was a little more forceful in taking her, she would give him the cold shoulder.

Yet he never got angry.

Moreover, in just over a month, it would be the complete opposite.

She would be the one begging him.

Her tone softened, "No, not really..."

"Then how come you're not talking? Did little Lu not serve you well?" Lu Yanming humbly asked, his fingertips gliding along her waist.

It was as if she dared to say "yes" and he would restart his conquest to prove himself again.

The searing fingertips provoked Li Zhen's heart to tremble, and she hurriedly told the truth, "No, it's just...it hurts a bit?"

Lu Yanming instantly grasped her implication and chuckled, "Didn't you say before that my toothpick wasn't enough to plug your teeth? Now you're complaining it's too big?"

Li Zhen hid her face, feeling she no longer had any face left.

Why was his memory so good?

He could actually still remember something she said so long ago?

And Lu Yanming seemed unwilling to let it go, deeply fixated on that sentence. "What about now, Zhen Zhen? Is it enough to plug your teeth?"

Li Zhen wanted to find a hole in the ground listening to his words.

She raised her head and glared at him indignantly, "Mr. Lu, if you keep saying things like this, I'll..."

She didn't get to finish again, silenced by Lu Yanming's kiss.

Lu Yanming really couldn't stand her appearance - ears and cheeks flushed red, as if issuing the most tempting invitation.

He kissed her, his entire body pressed against her, nudging against her.

Li Zhen thought it best if she didn't speak anymore tonight, she hadn't been able to complete a single sentence!

The kiss muddled her mind, her body going limp in his embrace again as she whimpered softly.

Crying fragmented tears.

"Zhen Zhen, don't cry, the more you cry the more I..." Lu Yanming slowly drawled.

Li Zhen was frightened by his words, her crying stopping abruptly.

But it had just stopped when she uncontrollably cried out again under his pampering.

The long night stretched on endlessly.

Yet Lu Yanming seemed to have inexhaustible vigor.

Li Zhen lamented that she might have chosen the wrong man.

She might collapse herself before even getting pregnant.