Chapter 98: Boyfriend Pillow  

Lu Yi uneasily glanced around and pulled his slightly open collar closer.  

At that moment, he noticed Lin Zhizhi stirring slightly, as if about to wake up from the noise. His eyes locked onto her every movement, and he unconsciously held his breath. His hand, which had been clutching his collar, froze in place.  

However, Lin Zhizhi only shifted slightly before quickly finding a comfortable position again. Within moments, she was once more fast asleep, breathing softly and peacefully.  

Lu Yi didn’t dare make any loud movements anymore. He tiptoed toward the bed as quietly as possible. Normally, he could have just used voice commands to instruct the smart home system to adjust the air conditioning, lights, and curtains. But to avoid waking Lin Zhizhi, he chose to control everything manually through his phone instead.  

Carefully, he lay down on the other side of the bed, watching her reaction. Then, he adjusted the air conditioning temperature, turned off the lights and curtains through the app, and finally placed his phone on the nightstand to charge.  

At first, he lay still and obediently in his own space, but soon, restlessness crept in. He turned his head toward Lin Zhizhi, his eyes gradually adjusting to the darkness, allowing him to vaguely make out her silhouette.  

He hesitated for a few seconds between the fear of waking her up and the strong urge to hold her in his arms. In the end, desire won over hesitation. In the darkness, his large hand, which had been itching to act, finally reached out toward the unsuspecting Lin Zhizhi.  

With a gentle yet firm touch, he turned her head toward him. Then, his hand moved to her waist, applying just enough force to shift her body so she was facing him entirely.  

Lin Zhizhi, disturbed by his movements, instinctively leaned into his embrace in a drowsy haze. Seizing the opportunity, Lu Yi slid his other arm beneath her head, letting her rest against it.  

She nestled comfortably into his warm embrace, smacking her lips in her sleep. Her head rested against his chest, rubbing slightly upward. One leg possessively draped over his, and even in her dreams, her hands weren’t idle—almost instinctively, they wandered toward his partially open shirt, where his firm chest was exposed.  

In her sleep, Lin Zhizhi felt like she was touching something—soft yet firm, perfectly balanced in texture. The sensation was incredibly pleasant. However, before she could fully indulge in the feeling, her hand gradually lost strength. Her touches became lighter and lighter until, finally, she simply let her palm rest against Lu Yi’s chest, drifting off into deep sleep.  

After all, for girls who prefer cotton-like pillows, a boyfriend with a higher fat percentage is recommended. For those who enjoy the feel of latex pillows, a more muscular boyfriend would be ideal. And as for those who like porcelain pillows—well, they should go for the ribcage-type boyfriend.

Of course, personal preferences like these can only be truly understood through firsthand experience.  

Lu Yi almost thought Lin Zhizhi was teasing him, that she had actually woken up and was just pretending. Just as he was about to give in to his mischievous side, Lin Zhizhi finally stopped her unconscious groping.  

Taking a deep breath, Lu Yi steadied his emotions. He held the person in his arms a little tighter, gently rubbing his chin against the top of her head. Their breaths intertwined in the quiet night. Listening to her soft, steady breathing beside his ear, he felt a deep sense of contentment. He pulled her closer, lowering his head to place a tender kiss on her hair.  

Then, slowly and cautiously, Lu Yi reached toward her stomach. Closing his eyes, he focused entirely on the quiet little life growing inside her.  

With each rise and fall of Lin Zhizhi’s breathing, her belly moved ever so slightly. In that moment, Lu Yi imagined the baby inside mirroring her movements, breathing along with her. His large hand, resting gently on her stomach, grew even more careful, as if afraid to disturb the tiny existence within.  

Finally, the arm that Lin Zhizhi had been using as a pillow curled around her in a protective embrace. His other hand found hers, fingers brushing against the ring on her finger. With quiet tenderness, he intertwined their fingers, locking them together.  

Before long, Lu Yi, too, drifted into a deep sleep, holding Lin Zhizhi close, dreaming of her and the little one they were waiting for.