After Divorce: Pursued by Cohabiting Boss

Chapter 108

Li Zhen had barely taken a few sips of the soup when she sensed something was off.

As she shifted slightly, the feeling became even more noticeable.

She stood up abruptly, "Mr. Lu, you..."

Li Zhen looked down in shock and bewilderment.

Lu Yanming also looked down there.

Under both of their gazes, it continued to swell irrepressibly.

He lightly pulled his lips into a lazy smile, "Sorry about that."

Flustered and at a loss, Li Zhen could no longer drink her soup. She turned to leave.

Her wrist was grabbed and the next moment, she was sitting in Lu Yanming's lap again.

Li Zhen let out a soft cry before looking back at the man holding her, "Mr. Lu, aren't you afraid I'll crush you sitting here?"

"I'm not that fragile," Lu Yanming's deep, sexy voice that rivaled a top voice actor's spoke slowly, "Not afraid you'll break me, just afraid you won't..."

Li Zhen was taken aback for a moment.

She instinctively felt Lu Yanming was saying something indecent.

Seeing her bite her lip, shocked, bashful, and helpless sitting in his arms, Lu Yanming's heart instantly softened.

Though reluctant to continue teasing her, he still wanted to see her richer, more moving expressions.

Li Zhen could feel the place she was sitting grow increasingly hot and hard, leaving no doubt about the chaotic thoughts running through the mind of the man holding her.

She wanted to stand but couldn't move an inch, his sturdy arm around her waist holding her down tightly, not allowing her the slightest wiggle room.

Li Zhen decided to just drink the rest of the soup in one gulp, "Mr. Lu, I've finished drinking. Let's go."

Lu Yanming didn't budge. His light eyes behind the gold rimmed glasses gazed at her silently.

He moved closer to Li Zhen and kissed away the bit of soup at the corner of her mouth, "Zhen Zhen, I still want more."

"There's plenty more in the pot, as much as you'd like..." Still bashful, Li Zhen grabbed the edge of the table, trying to struggle free and stand.

Lu Yanming exerted even more strength.

She was pressed tightly against his hardness.

Lu Yanming took a deep breath, pleasure shooting through every nerve. "What I still want isn't the soup..."

"You just had me a moment ago..." Li Zhen's fur stood on end as she turned back to glare at him, lips pursed, "I have no strength left."

"Strength, like time, can be squeezed out when needed," Lu Yanming's breathing grew ragged as he buried his head in the crook of Li Zhen's neck, "Zhen Zhen is the best at this, isn't she?"

Li Zhen always had a faint scent about her that could only be detected up close.

With no chance to get near her these past few days, smelling it now was like a withered root finding a source of sweet water.

His thirst could no longer be contained.

Once was not enough.

"Mr. Lu, don't flatter me, I won't fall for your sweet talk..." Li Zhen tried her best to stay calm.

But the heat emanating from Lu Yanming's body was scorching.

She trembled slightly in fear.

"One last time..." Lu Yanming's sturdy, powerful arm held her waist tightly while his other hand tilted up her face, his tone casual yet hoarse and tempting, "Zhen Zhen, just one more time, otherwise I won't be able to concentrate at work this afternoon..."

Li Zhen realized Lu Yanming could be quite stubborn.

Just like the last few days, trying different ways to please her each day.

Now too, no matter how she refused, he simply wouldn't listen, insisting on having his way.

Wearing her down with soft and hard persuasion until she was left without a shred of resistance.

He won every match, talking circles around her.

Lu Yanming was someone she was powerless against, whether soft or hard.

Remembering he had just bitten her a moment ago, indignation welled up in Li Zhen and she bit down on his shoulder in retaliation before looking up at him, "Mr. Lu, do you think I'm easy to bully?"

Lu Yanming lowered his head and laughed, a low rumble vibrating his chest, "Zhen Zhen learns quickly, already so good at biting."

"Then let me teach Zhen Zhen something more."

Li Zhen's heart skipped a beat as she glanced down.

Lu Yanming had easily bitten her buttons open with a faint "pop"

"Mr. Lu..."

Before she could finish, Lu Yanming parted her clothes and kissed her swells, entwining and tugging.

The tender sensations drained her limbs of strength, forcing her to tilt her head back with an agonized moan, her whole body taut.

Lu Yanming looked up at her arched, snow white neck and smiled, "Zhen Zhen, have you learned it?"

"Or you could use your..."

Li Zhen's ears burned crimson, unable to bear hearing more as she weakly covered his lips, "Quiet! Are you a hooligan?!"

Her rebuke lacked any real intimidation.

Soft and pliant, more like a spoiled tantrum.

With one hand supporting her waist, afraid she'd go limp and slip down, and the other cradling the back of her head, forcing her to look at him, Lu Yanming's eyes darkened as he kissed her swells, kissed her lips, "Yes I'm a rogue, Zhen Zhen can hit me or scold me, I'll take it, but right now I just can't hold back..."

Li Zhen was kissed until her waist and legs went soft.

Her whole body weak and hollow.

Lu Yanming kissed the wet corners of her eyes.

Seeing her like this, soft and pliant in his arms, even the strongest willpower could not make him endure.

Lu Yanming buried his head and bit off all her remaining buttons, peeling away the scant fabric, chuckling low and hoarse, "Zhen Zhen, please..."

Li Zhen's heart pounded violently.

She was truly powerless to refuse him.

Letting him take as he pleased.

-

In the photography studio.

During a break in her shoot, Dong Wanwan happened to catch sight of Li Zhen with the man Executive Director Yu had called "Mr. Lu" who had tried to scam her.

The two of them were openly pulling at each other in the studio, heedless of onlookers.

Just as she thought to take a photo for Executive Director Yu, the two had already left.

Dong Wanwan glanced around and noticed three models gossiping nearby.

The three of them were looking at photos on their phones.

Dong Wanwan took a peek.

The photos showed Li Zhen and that man.

Dong Wanwan sashayed over, chin raised arrogantly, "Send that photo on your phone to me."

Dong Wanwan was surprised when all three looked up at her and bluntly asked in unison, "Who are you? Why do you want her photo?"

Very rude tones.

"You don't recognize me? I'm the spokesperson Palette Cosmetics hired for this campaign?" Dong Wanwan laughed mockingly, full of arrogance.

"A movie star?" one of the men asked her.

Dong Wanwan: ...

Her bravado was instantly shattered.

"I...I'm Dong Wanwan..." For a moment, Dong Wanwan even stuttered a little.

The man scoffed, "Talking with such attitude, I thought you were a movie star!"

Dong Wanwan didn't want to waste time with them, simply saying, "Just give me that photo, name your price."

"What are you going to use it for?" one of the women asked.

"What's it to you, just give it to me!" Dong Wanwan hadn't expected getting a simple photo to be so difficult with these three.

Palette Cosmetics truly didn't seem to suit her.

Whether it was Li Zhen, that Mr. Lu, or these three in front of her now, she didn't like any of them.

"Alright, one hundred million," the man said with utmost sincerity.