Chapter 23: Pregnant?

"You’re right, I do like you," Lu Ming’s gaze lingered deeply on her as he leaned in close to her ear, his lips barely brushing her earlobe, his voice dangerously seductive. "I like you so much, I want to give you my entire life."

He tightened his embrace, initiating his ‘attack’—kissing her with wild fervor. Within seconds, Lian Youyou lost all control, enveloped and claimed by Lu Ming’s relentless advances, leaving her breathless.

Just as Lian Youyou felt herself melting under Lu Ming’s kisses, he seized the moment and moved inside her.

"It hurts..." Lian Youyou gasped, drawing in a sharp breath.

"Youyou," Lu Ming murmured in her ear, her earlobe burning as if scorched by fire. "I’ll be gentle..."

Like a long-suppressed tide suddenly breaking free, their bodies were wrapped in the gentle waves, the water flowing over every inch of skin, enchanting and summoning the most primal desires.

The sea surged and crashed, wave after wave, Lu Ming and Lian Youyou entwined, like two whales gliding through the ocean, indulging recklessly in the ecstasy of the moment. But it was never enough, again and again...

After an hour, Lu Ming filled the bathtub with warm water. Lian Youyou lay limp in his arms, her body feeling as though it had fallen apart, letting him bathe her tenderly.

He wrapped her in a towel and carried her back to his bedroom, where, before sleep, they relived their passion once more before drifting off together in a close embrace.

Lian Youyou slept until seven in the morning, and her first reaction upon waking was a sore waist and aching muscles, as if she’d suddenly exercised after a long period of inactivity, pain rendering her almost immobile.

Sitting on the bed, Lian Youyou stared blankly ahead.

She was feeling thoroughly disarrayed.

Turning to glance at Lu Ming sleeping beside her, and recalling last night’s wild acts, Lian Youyou wanted nothing more than to slap herself.

How could she have...

She must have been insane! Alcohol really shouldn’t be consumed in excess.

Although Lu Ming’s face certainly made her want him, how did she actually turn her thoughts into action last night?

Oh, she couldn’t face Lu Ming now.

Professor Lu must think she was a frivolous, shameless woman.

Lian Youyou quietly slipped out of bed, gathered her clothes from the floor, dressed, and tiptoed quickly out of Lu Ming’s home.

Fortunately, he didn’t have class today.

For the next week or so, Lian Youyou deliberately avoided Lu Ming—she didn’t answer his calls, nor did she reply to his messages, and she skipped his classes.

After all, it was a drunken, reckless first time.

She was still a bit panicked...

Meanwhile, with Quan Qing’er, Lian Youyou had gradually become her ‘closest confidante’.

Today, Quan Qing’er had no schedule, so she baked a cheesecake at home and invited Lian Youyou over to taste it together.

Quan Qing’er’s home was a villa in the city center, where every inch of land was precious. Lian Youyou could easily guess it had been bought for her by Fan Chi.

The house was decorated in a minimalist Nordic style, and Quan Qing’er had added many little ornaments, making it feel much warmer.

"Does his wife know about you?" Lian Youyou asked.

Quan Qing’er paused mid-slice, thought for a moment, and replied, "Probably not."

"Then you’re doing a good job keeping it secret."

"But... I can’t go on like this forever..." Quan Qing’er unconsciously rested her hand on her lower abdomen.

Lian Youyou wasn’t truly surprised, but feigned shock. "Don’t tell me... You’re pregnant!"