Chapter 39 "Maybe."

Li Fu Zheng brushed the lips of the woman in his arms, and his body stiffened unconsciously.

An indescribable atmosphere spread in the air, as if something had broken through its cage and was about to burst out.

Meng Liyue was also completely unable to move. Her eyes were filled with confusion, helplessness, and nervousness. She had completely lost the ability to think and didn't know whether she should make any reaction. It was as if she had handed all control over to Li Fuzheng.

In this posture, her disordered breathing, the rise and fall of her chest, and the distance between them became increasingly ambiguous, emitting a temptation that devoured reason.

Meng Liyue had no idea that in Li Fuzheng's eyes, she would look more beautiful than ever before.

Even though he had already seen with his own eyes that behind her non-aggressive appearance, she had a body that was very tempting to men and could easily break down their so-called self-control.

At this time, his breathing was also slightly disordered.

If Meng Liyue was just an irrelevant person, Li Fuzheng wouldn't even give her a second glance, but it turned out not to be the case.

In legal terms, they have an inseparable and close relationship, but beyond that...

"What do you want to tell me?"

Finally, it was Li Fuzheng who broke the silence first, his tone concealing an undetectable forbearance and restraint.

Try not to scare her.

He didn't think he had any real desire for Meng Liyue at that moment, it was hard to say, but her ignorant look made him choose to hide all his emotions under indifference.

"I..." Meng Liyue swallowed quietly. She was not sure if others could remain calm in front of their secret crush, but she couldn't.

She was so flustered that she was babbling nonsense, not knowing what she was saying: "I didn't mean it, you, I just wanted to ask you..."

"Um?"

The ending tone of the man's voice, mixed with a lazy breath, was really alluring.

Meng Liyue struggled to regain some rationality: "I wanted to ask you, one time I fell asleep on the sofa, and it was you..."

"Yes." Li Fuzheng admitted it decisively.

So they had intimate contact long before she was aware of it.

After making this clear, Meng Liyue's face became so hot that she couldn't control it anymore, and even her words of thanks seemed unsure.

Li Fuzheng, on the other hand, didn't care and said in a lazy tone: "It's just a piece of cake."

"Oh, and... you're lighter than I thought."

She had a small frame to begin with, and considering his height, it was effortless for him to pick her up.

At this time, not only Meng Liyue's cheeks, but also the blood vessels in her body were boiling. She could only urge him in a hurry: "You still need to exercise."

He can go now. If this continues, she will die of tachycardia.

Li Fuzheng was not in a hurry. His eyes fell on the woman's rosy and soft lips again. He could probably imagine what kind of touch it would feel like.

There was even something attracting him to get closer.

But at the last moment, he regained his sanity, stood up and walked away: "Okay."

"By the way, Qi Zhi is treating us to dinner tonight, would you like to go with us?"

"I?"

"He specifically invited you."

"Ah... OK." Although Meng Liyue felt a little strange, she still nodded, "I'll wait for you at home."

Li Fuzheng waited for her to agree, then turned and left in a hurry.

Meng Liyue didn't have time to see his condition clearly at this moment.

So she didn't notice the man's slightly unusual posture.

…

Li went to the tennis coach's invitation to play tennis. After two hours of sweating, the coach, who had won many championships in domestic competitions, walked up to him panting and said, "You were too cruel today. Did you come here to cripple me?"

Rather than being a coach, he sees himself as more of a sparring partner for Li, not someone who is there to teach him anything.

"Really?" From the frowned and irritable state when he first arrived to his usual indifference at this moment, two hours of exercise to vent his emotions was unexpectedly effective.

The coach helplessly threw up his hands: "I almost thought that I had a grudge against you and you were deliberately taking revenge on me... What's the matter that made you do this?"

"Nothing."

Li Fuzheng would naturally not tell outsiders the images that were constantly filling his mind.

He didn't feel ashamed, but some of his thoughts... might scare her.

Follow him closely and keep a distance of 800 meters.

As he got closer to Meng Liyue, a certain desire emerged faster than Li Fuzheng had imagined, without any warning and with great force.

Before her, apart from his uncontrollable daily physiological reactions, he had never had the same instinct towards any woman.

When Li Fuzheng came home from the court, Meng Liyue was still somewhat embarrassed when she looked him in the eye. Fortunately, her expression was calm enough: "Are you going to leave?"

Seeing that she had changed her clothes, Li Fuzheng whispered, "Wait a moment."

Before he turned around, some incredibly hot images flashed through his mind.

He forced him to leave, put away his sports bag, changed into casual clothes, and walked out leisurely: "Let's go."

On the way, Li Fuzheng was concentrating on driving, and Meng Liyue once again tried hard to find a topic to talk about in order to break the silence: "Qi Zhi, why did he suddenly think of treating us?"

"He just passed the test." Li Fuzheng said nonchalantly, "He can start killing 20 in the future."

While celebrating for Qi Zhi, Meng Liyue suddenly felt another kind of regret in her heart.

She could guess that Li Fuzheng didn't want anyone to show any sympathy for him.

Even if he cannot truly pursue his dream of flying, she believes that even if he settles for the second best, no matter how many regrets he has in his heart, he will only look forward after making this choice.

He would no longer dwell on a dream that was doomed to fail.

At the same time, Meng Liyue was sure that if Li Fuzheng had the opportunity, he would definitely devote his whole self to the aviation industry of his motherland.

"you……"

"What?"

Li Fuzheng's eyes met hers briefly. Meng Liyue was always calm, but suddenly she understood why he had never been in love in all these years.

For him, there are always more important career ideals that need to be accomplished. He is determined to stay on this path and has no time to appreciate the surrounding scenery.

And maybe she showed up just in time...

"What are you laughing at? You look so happy."

He caught a glimpse of the curve in Meng Liyue's mouth, and the lively smile was hard to ignore.

"I was just thinking, if we had met earlier, I mean... if we had been dating earlier, you would definitely not have chosen to marry me."

From what Meng Liyue knows about him and analyzing from an objective perspective, this answer is indeed very likely.

Meng Liyue actually doesn't think there is anything wrong with this, nor will she be sad about it. She always believes that when people meet each other and take a more important step, it is destined.

She already has good luck.

Li Fuzheng did not answer immediately.

He didn't seem to care much.

But when the car drove some distance away, Meng Liyue suddenly heard him say, "Maybe."