Chapter 68: This sofa is called A Dream.

Chapter 68

The peak ovulation period is the 14 days before a woman's period. The chances of getting pregnant are highest in the two to three days surrounding ovulation - those days make up the fertile window.

Li Zhen counted back the days and realized her fertile window had passed over a week ago. All their recent efforts had been in vain!

When Li Zhen returned to Huayang Mengmen, she saw Lu Yanming putting on his shoes in the foyer, clearly getting ready to head out.

She put down her bag. "Mr. Lu, you're going out?"

Hearing her voice, Lu Yanming looked up.

Li Zhen's face was flushed, and she had the faint blush of alcohol. One look made it obvious she'd been drinking.

Lu Yanming's gaze swept over her. "Yeah, I'm going out to buy you a sofa."

"Buy me a sofa?" Li Zhen wondered if she'd misheard.

"You said yesterday the sofa wasn't soft enough, didn't you?"

"When did I ever..." Li Zhen trailed off.

She really had said that.

Last night after they'd finished for the first time, thirsty, she'd gone downstairs in the dark to get some water. Lu Yanming had followed her down.

Moonlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing Lu Yanming's rugged, muscular chest in a thin veil of light. Li Zhen couldn't resist reaching out to touch him, but he'd pressed her down into the sofa instead and...

Lost in the moment, she'd murmured, "Too hard."

Nipping her ear, he'd asked, "What's too hard?"

Jolting back to full awareness and realizing her slip of the tongue, she'd scrambled for a cover, blaming the sofa.

She hadn't expected he'd take it to heart.

He was actually going to buy a new sofa?

Now there was no way she could tell him she hadn't meant the sofa last night.

And now that she knew about her fertile window, she didn't need to fruitlessly try making babies with him every night either. There was only one bed here - a nice, comfy sofa would be perfect for her to sleep separately and comfortably alone!

"I'll go with you, Mr. Lu," Li Zhen volunteered.

Lu Yanming brought her downstairs with him and drove to a home furnishing mall.

At a brand store, a saleswoman hurried up to them eagerly. "Good evening, sir, madam. What kind of sofa are you looking for today?"

Couples who came furniture shopping in the evenings after work were usually busy and just squeezing in time when they could, so they often made purchases. Salespeople were always extremely enthusiastic toward these types of customers.

Hearing "madam," the saleswoman had clearly mistaken their relationship. But was it really a mistake? Li Zhen couldn't exactly refute it, but she couldn't readily agree either.

Lu Yanming's expression was casual as he stated their needs concisely: "My wife prefers softness. She doesn't like anything too hard."

As if to confirm, he leaned in to Li Zhen's ear. "Isn't that right, wife?"

Li Zhen: ......

This soft and hard business - she strongly suspected he knew exactly what she'd meant last night.

"But..." It was just too pricey.

It was already bought, so it felt ungrateful to complain. Li Zhen forced herself to swallow the words back down.

The vice president of a large corporation had a high salary. If he wanted to spend like this, she couldn't be bothered to stop him.

Li Zhen flopped down luxuriously. "It's so comfy!"

The feeling of lying on money wasn't bad at all!

A whole 1.36 million!

From now on this would be her bed.

Li Zhen wriggled on the sofa. Her slip rode up, exposing smooth bare legs.

Heat flared in Lu Yanming's eyes. He sat down and grasped her fair skin in his palm. "Wearing so little, aren't you cold?"

Warmth instantly suffused her body from the thigh his hand encircled. Li Zhen shivered all over. "I'm not cold, Mr. Lu."

"It's not too firm now. Want to give it a try?" Lu Yanming removed his glasses with one hand, placing them on the tea table.

With the other, he lifted her leg higher.

He moved over her.

"Mr. Lu, what are you talking about?" Li Zhen temporarily forgot how to blink and breathe. His intense masculine aura enveloped and pressed down on her.

"Of course the sofa being not too firm. What did you think I meant?" Lu Yanming chuckled lightly.

Li Zhen pushed at him, but she was far too weak to budge him at all. "Wait, Mr. Lu, today I-"

Her protest of "don't want to" was entirely swallowed up and consumed.

Compared to their first two times, his kissing technique had markedly improved. His hands roamed everywhere.

Li Zhen's body went limp.

Lu Yanming's mind flashed to the hotel front desk earlier tonight.

He'd been too far to hear their conversation, but he'd clearly seen Yu Sheng wipe her hands and take a keycard from the front desk. Yu Sheng had pulled her along toward the elevators, but she'd broken free and left.

Lu Yanming's eyes darkened for an instant.

But only an instant.

He released her lips, caressing her slightly swollen lip with his fingertip. His voice was low and husky but infinitely gentle. "Are you satisfied with me?"

"Huh?" Li Zhen's mind was hazy from Lu Yanming's kisses, still not fully back to her senses.

"Li Zhen, do I satisfy you? Are you still satisfied with how I do it?" Lu Yanming asked bluntly, gazing intently at her like a model student anxiously seeking an answer from his teacher.

Li Zhen: ......

So direct?

How could she respond to that!