"Can't figure it out? What the hell?"

Yin Kongmen said confidently:

"I've never done it before, so I can't do it."

Wind chimes: ? ? ?

"Huh? Really? This is a skill passed down from our ancestors, a craft that every man should know. You really don't know how to do it?"

Yin Kongmen: ...

Of course he knows how to do this; how could he not?

The thought that this was Fengling's alternate world, where he could see everything, made her unable to get started...

Actually, Fengling didn't really intend to peek at him, but Yinkongmen was still embarrassed.

Furthermore, he truly never did. From a young age, after he became sensible, many heavy things happened to him, lingering in his childhood. How could he have the mind to think about such things?

When Fengling saw Yin Kongmen's serious expression, as if he really had never done this before, she was even more surprised.

But he was also somewhat speechless:

"You have to do it even if you can't, otherwise I'll tell my aunt."

Upon hearing Feng Ling's words, Yin Kongmen suddenly became a little frightened.

He was genuinely afraid that Xiaoyue would half-emerge and help him; that woman would definitely do that.

He then asked himself to leave the other world, find a quiet place, and try again.

Feng Ling immediately realized that Yin Kongmen was probably embarrassed to do it in his own otherworld.

Seeing that he was also shy, I couldn't help but want to tease him:

"Hey, what's wrong with that? We're all men, I know. Lots of our family's spiritual masters secretly reward themselves at night, I know it all!"

Upon hearing this, Yin Kongmen couldn't help but roll his eyes; he had absolutely no desire to know such a thing.

So Fengling sent Yin Kongmen out of the Yin-Yang realm, and didn't follow him. Instead, she said that he could go wherever he wanted to do it, as long as it was done today.

So Yin Kongmen walked slowly down the street, trying to ease his somewhat awkward mood and also to prepare himself.

Fengling went about her own business, but after the sun had already set, she noticed that Yin Kongmen had not returned, so she asked the steward, "Where is Yin Kongmen?"

He even suspected that Yin Kongmen had run away. The steward, carrying a wind chime, arrived at a pasture in the island nation.

Some livestock grazed freely on the pasture, and Yin Kongmen was sitting on the grass, doing something unknown.

Wind chimes: ? ? ?

"What are you doing?"

"I... am gathering my emotions..."

"Does this even require building up the emotions?"

The wind chimes were shocked.

But for the Indian school, it is indeed necessary.

From childhood to adulthood, he had never, not even for a moment, felt that he needed a woman...

It could be said that he didn't even have that kind of physiological need.

Unlike Fengling, who has someone she likes and needs to control her movements frequently when she's with her.

Except for waking up in the morning, Yin Kongmen basically never gets up on weekdays.

So I really need to get my emotions in order.

Feng Ling was speechless. But actually, it didn't have to be today. One day was the most flexible time. It didn't matter if it was a little later, as long as Xiao Yueban's request was followed.

Once every two weeks...

So he was left to ponder it on his own, but on the second and third days, Fengling still hadn't received any assignment from Yinkongmen...

He couldn't help but ask:

"Old Indian... are you impotent?"

"I don't know either."

Seeing his serious answer to the question, Fengling couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Yin Kongmen could only sigh helplessly. After Feng Ling finished laughing, she said to Yin Kongmen:

"Do you need me to help you get into the mood? My aunt said she'll come to pick up the first sample tomorrow."

Yin Kongmen's lips twitched:

"Need not!"

Do I really need a wind chime to help with something like this?

"Are you sure you don't need to? If you don't hand in your homework tomorrow, I can't be sure what my aunt might do."

Yin Kongmen felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about it, and quickly said:

"How can you help?"

Fengling smiled and said:

"I can help you borrow some resources from Chu Sheng; he has quite a few."

So he took out his phone and contacted Chu Sheng.

Chu Sheng immediately sent over several website addresses.

Fengling immediately sat down next to Yin Kongmen and handed him her phone with a smile.

Yin Kongmen glanced at it and then showed a look of disgust.

Wind chimes: ? ? ?

Are you really a normal man?

Why do you make that face when you see something like this?

"I don't need this kind of thing."

Yin Kongmen said this, and Feng Ling's lips twitched, suggesting that he might as well watch a few and try it out.

I even opened it for him and showed it to him.

He tried all sorts of wind chimes, no matter what type they were—pure love, NTR, or extreme—but Yin Kongmen remained unmoved, showing absolutely no reaction.

Why aren't you reacting at all? Are you even a man?

Feng Ling couldn't help but ask, and Yin Kongmen glanced at him and said indifferently:

"Don't you have one either?"

Wind chimes: ...

"I'm a married man, and my wife is as beautiful as an angel. Seeing her every day, I naturally lose interest in this kind of thing. May I ask if you have a wife? You don't!"

Yin Kongmen wanted to say something, but the wind chimes left him speechless.

Seeing this, the wind chimes were somewhat helpless:

"Never mind, I'll help you."

As he spoke, he reached out his hand to Yin Kongmen. Yin Kongmen was taken aback and instinctively dodged his hand.

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