Chapter 28 Professor Shen... Teacher Shen... L...

Shen Beidao's lips were too hot, pressing against Lin Yi's slightly cool lips due to anger. The temperature difference was so stark that Lin Yi almost instinctively trembled.

He suddenly raised his hand and pressed it against Shen Beidao's chest, forcefully pushing him away: "...Where did you go? Why did it take you so long to come back?"

Shen Beidao was already unsteady on his feet, and the push made him stagger back two steps before he regained his balance.

His voice, hoarse with the peculiarity of drunkenness, said, "Socializing."

"Who is it?" Lin Yi pressed.

Shen Beidao raised his eyes. In the dim light of the entryway, his cheeks were flushed with an unnatural redness, but his eyes were clearer than before.

He stared at Lin Yi for two seconds, then suddenly curled his lips into a smile that was both intoxicating and indulgent, something Lin Yi couldn't understand.

"Are you checking up on me now?" Shen Beidao asked in a low voice, speaking in German, his tone as gentle as reciting poetry, "Mein kleines Haschen."

"My Little Rabbit"

Lin Yi caught the teasing in his tone, raised his chin, and retorted defiantly, "No! I just... just came to ask... what exactly does the word 'Haschen' mean?"

His German pronunciation was halting, but endearingly clumsy.

However, this reason is somewhat naive.

The smile in Shen Beidao's eyes deepened, and he took a step closer: "I didn't expect you to be so eager to learn."

He lowered his voice, almost whispering, as he explained, "It means 'treasure'."

Lin Yi's ears turned red, but he forced a fierce expression: "What are you yelling about? Do you know what 'baby' means between people of the same sex?"

"What do you think?" Shen Beidao tried to maintain his posture, but his gaze began to wander.

He looked at Lin Yi and felt as if two fluffy rabbit ears had suddenly grown on the other's head, swaying gently as he spoke.

Shen Beidao's Drunken Reflections:

I can't pet it, because rabbits love to eat the grass near their burrows, and I'm right next to a rabbit's burrow right now.

But those imagined ears were just too cute, twitching with Lin Yi's puffed-up expression.

Lin Yi: "I don't care what I think, I care what you think!"

He reeked of alcohol. Who knows if, while drinking, they ended up sharing a drink to show their deep affection, and before they knew it, they were drinking together as a couple?

Now that you're home, you remember to flirt after drinking, do you think I'm that easy to fool?

Shen Beidao wanted to explain, but his thoughts were thrown into disarray by the swaying "rabbit ears".

Turns out, I like it even more when I'm drunk.

Shen Beidao reached out and pulled Lin Yi into his arms, cupped the back of his head with his other hand, and kissed him again.

This time it wasn't a test, but an invasion tinged with intoxication. His tongue pried open Lin Yi's slightly parted lips, entwining with his and forcing him to respond.

With her other hand, she slid down Lin Yi's back, pulling his slender waist closer to her through his thin pajamas.

"hiss."

After a brief moment of suffocation, Shen Beidao suddenly released his grip and gasped for breath.

A sharp stinging sensation came from my lips, followed by a strong metallic taste.

He raised his hand and touched the lower right corner of his lip; it was wet and cracked.

Lin Yi broke free from his embrace, plopped down on the sofa, crossed her arms, and struck a queen-like pose.

There was no remorse on his face; instead, his usually smiling eyes now burned with an even fiercer rage, as if in retaliation: "You deserve it! Tomorrow at work, when someone asks you for an explanation..."

However, his eyes still darted away.

Because sometimes there's no need for unnecessary words; just leave a mark, and others will naturally understand what it means.

Lin Yi is a real, upright man. Do you think he'd be jealous?

Don't even think about it!

Shen Beidao wiped the blood from his lips with his fingertip, looked at the bright red stain on his fingertip, and suddenly smiled for a moment:

—So naughty. I love it.

The stinging sensation at the corner of his lips acted like a sobering injection, clearing Shen Beidao's mind considerably and making the alcohol-fueled heat deep within his body surge even more intensely.

He took a step and stood in front of Lin Yi.

Lin Yi turned his face away, leaving him with a cold profile that seemed to say, "I don't want to talk to you."

Shen Beidao bent down, put one hand under Lin Yi's knees, and put the other hand around his back. With a little effort, he lifted Lin Yi onto his shoulder.

"What are you doing!" Lin Yi exclaimed in fright. "Don't think you can do whatever you want just because this is your home!"

“The living room is too cold,” Shen Beidao’s voice was relatively calm, though his breathing was a little heavy. “Let’s go to a warmer place, the bed.”

He carried Lin Yi toward the bedroom, his steps steady like that of a drunkard.

Lin Yi was so dizzy from being jostled around that he couldn't even finish a complete protest: "Shen Beidao...you..."

The person had already been placed on a soft, large bed.

Lin Yi's heart pounded, thinking that something terrible was about to happen.

His nimble legs were already secretly gathering strength, preparing to deliver an "invincible whirlwind kick" the moment the opponent pounced on him.

But Shen Beidao did not rush up.

He stood up, closed the bedroom door, walked to the wall, and pressed the switch for the central air conditioning.

Warm air quickly blew out of the vents, emitting a low hum.

In that slightly tipsy, sexy tone, he said to the smart home system, "Xiao X, please close the curtains for me."

"Yes, Master," the mechanical female voice replied.

The heavy blackout curtains slowly closed, completely shutting out the night outside the window.

Only a warm yellow reading lamp remained in the room, its light dim yet sufficient to reveal each other's expressions.

After doing all this, Shen Beidao turned around and looked at Lin Yi again.

Lin Yi was still in that half-raised leg position, ready to kick someone, but his movements looked a little stiff.

He watched Shen Beidao approach step by step, his heart beating faster and faster.

Just as the other person's hand was about to touch him, Lin Yi finally couldn't hold back and kicked out!

It kicked right into Shen Beidao's suit pants, leaving a clear gray sneaker mark.

Shen Beidao glanced down at his trouser leg, but instead of getting angry, he took the opportunity to grab Lin Yi's ankle.

His hands were large, with long, slender fingers that easily encircled that delicate joint.

Shen Beidao's voice was very soft: "When you were little, didn't your parents teach you to take off your shoes before going to bed?"

"Smack."

Lin Yi's slippers were pulled off and thrown on the ground.

"My parents only taught me to take off my shoes on my own bed!"

Lin Yi glared at him, "This isn't my bed, you son of a bitch!"

"...You swore again." Shen Beidao's tone was still gentle, without a trace of blame. On the contrary, he was even more excited by the swear word.

His fingertips had already reached the hem of Lin Yi's pajamas.

With a gentle flick, she flipped the hem of her dress over, revealing her fair waist and abdomen.

"What are you doing!" Lin Yi slapped Shen Beidao's hand. "I'm warning you, don't..."

"You came in your pajamas?" Shen Beidao interrupted him, his fingers gently tracing the small patch of exposed skin. "How did you get here?"

His fingertips were very hot, and the sensation was so distinct that Lin Yi suddenly felt a little numb.

Lin Yi gritted his teeth and retorted, "None of your business! You ask me how I got here? I should be asking you that!"

"Why didn't your Fang Yu Haschen take you home?" he said sourly.

He deliberately pronounced the German word in a strange accent: "Haschen~ baby~ it sounded so fancy!"

Shen Beidao stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed: "This is all thanks to you."

Lin Yi exploded, standing directly on the bed and glaring down at Shen Beidao: "Damn it! You don't actually think of me as part of your play, do you?!"

Shen Beidao's voice was calm: "Li Rui is your friend. After he found out about our relationship, he guessed that you would worry about me, so he offered to take me back."

It was getting warm inside. Shen Beidao ripped off his tie and tossed it aside. Then he took off his suit jacket and draped it over the back of the sofa, his movements slow and deliberate: "Did he inform you of my whereabouts beforehand?"

Lin Yi suddenly felt a little guilty.

Since Li Rui is involved, it's best not to say too much. You can't betray your friend, can you?

Shen Beidao sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out and tugged at Lin Yi's arm, gesturing for him to sit down as well.

Lin Yi hesitated for a moment, but still sat down as instructed, deliberately keeping a distance from him.

"It was my fault for not reporting this to you." Shen Beidao's voice lowered, sounding frustrated and disappointed. "You dumped me, didn't you?"

He turned his head and looked at Lin Yi: "Speaking of which, I have to thank Xiao Li, this kind middleman. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't have come to see me."

"I don't know when we'll meet again. If I miss you, I can only look at our old photos."

"Haschen, what should I do?"

Lin Yi: …………

It's as if I'm a heartless, irresponsible man who plays with emotions.

"Haschen?" Shen Beidao asked again, looking at him intently. "You've talked about so many people before, are they like me? Do they feel this way whenever they see anything related to you?"

Lin Yi was taken aback by the question and choked up a bit: "...After the breakup, I haven't contacted them."

"Oh..." Shen Beidao lowered his eyes, "So you're this heartless and ruthless? Does that mean I... have no chance at all?"

Lin Yi inexplicably wasn't buying his act today, and moved a distance away again: "Shen Beidao, stop changing the subject. It's just a dinner party, why are you so close to her?"

The image of him and the female teacher toasting in front of the students suddenly entered Lin Yi's mind. In fact, Lin Yi himself felt it was absurd, but it was rooted in his mind and wouldn't go away. He wanted to hear a definite answer.

Shen Beidao: "She and I are considered juniors, so we sat together. Actually, Li Rui was in the middle of us. He got up to tattle on you, so it looks like we were sitting next to each other."

When Shen Beidao saw Li Rui take out his phone to take a picture, he deliberately moved even closer because of this action.

"Really?" At that moment, he suddenly wondered if he was being a bit unreasonable.

They were just sitting next to each other, and the meal would only last two or three hours at most. How could he have imagined so many bizarre scenarios?

Shen Beidao had already swiped through his contacts, looking completely innocent: "I'm calling Li Rui now."

"No need!" Lin Yi quickly snatched his phone and threw it on the other side of the bed. "It's so late, he's probably asleep."

Shen Beidao leaned closer: "So, are you calmed down now?"

Lin Yi smelled the lingering smell of alcohol on him and instinctively tried to move to the side, but Shen Beidao reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"I'm going back," Lin Yi said, but didn't pull his hand away.

"It's too late." Shen Beidao's fingers tightened. "Stay tonight."

Lin Yi turned to look at him. Under the warm yellow light, the wound on Shen Beidao's lower lip was still bleeding slightly. Perhaps it was because the light was too gentle, or perhaps it was because of the words he had just spoken, but the anger in Lin Yi's heart slowly dissipated.

He leaned over and gently kissed the wound.

The moment his lips touched hers, he tasted a faint metallic flavor of blood and felt the warmth of Shen Beidao's skin.

This action is like an invisible switch.

Shen Beidao released Lin Yi's wrist, then cupped his face and kissed him deeply in return.

Lin Yi was breathless from his kiss, and his hands unconsciously grabbed the front of Shen Beidao's shirt. The kiss spread from his lips down, slowly and carefully caressing every inch of his skin.

Shen Beidao's hand slipped inside Lin Yi's pajamas, pinching his smooth back, then moving down to stop at his slender waist.

Lin Yi's waist is very sensitive.

The moment Shen Beidao's fingers touched him, he was already defeated.

"No..." His voice was so soft that it had no power whatsoever.

Shen Beidao seemed not to hear him. His lips moved down Lin Yi's neck, kissed his collarbone, and then stopped at his chest.

Lin Yi's pajamas had been completely unbuttoned and hung loosely on his arms. In the warm yellow light, his skin was so smooth that his pores were almost invisible, and even the body hair that represented male hormones was so thin that it was almost non-existent...

"Ah..." That's too exciting.

As if hearing his thoughts, Shen Beidao raised his head, his wet lips moving to the other side, giving him the same meticulous care.

Lin Yi's breathing became completely disordered.

...

Feeling somewhat embarrassed by him, Lin Yi suddenly felt a desire for revenge.

He reached out and grabbed it through the fabric.

The swelling sensation under his palm startled him for a moment.

He looked up, meeting Shen Beidao's deep gaze, and deliberately gave a provocative smile: "Okay, big... Linus?"

Shen Beidao's eyes darkened instantly. He didn't say anything, but simply grabbed Lin Yi's wrist and pulled his hand inside.

"Take a look for yourself."

Night, drunk, sticking together...

"Shen Beidao, wait a minute." Lin Yi's voice trembled with nervousness, "...Do you have a condom?"

Shen Beidao reached into the bedside table drawer and pulled out a square white plastic package.

He tore it open and took out what was inside.

Then... he put it on himself.

Lin Yi lay on the bed with his eyes closed, waiting for the next arrangement, but the expected coolness did not come.

He opened his eyes in confusion and propped himself up to look:

Shen Beidao has already donned his gear and is ready to go.

Lin Yi's mind went blank for a few seconds.

Then he sat up abruptly: "Linus, wait! You're One? Not Zero?"

Shen Beidao: ......?

He looked down at Linus, who was already ready, then looked up at the undisguised astonishment on Lin Yi's face, and suddenly understood something.

Was Lin Yi always the one in the lead?

The ship stopped at Chenbei Island.

He remained kneeling for a full three seconds, then took a deep breath: "Baby, wait for me."

He stood up and quickly walked out of the bedroom.

Lin Yi remained in that half-sitting position, his brain racing...

But he's a little confused!

It shouldn't have come to the point of "having the same license plate number," right? A man as manly as him should be in a superior position!

......

Five minutes later, the bedroom door was pushed open again.

Shen Beidao is back.

His lips were wet, carrying the cool scent of mint toothpaste.

Lin Yi blinked: "We've been kissing for so long, is it really necessary for you to take this extra step?"

He thought Shen Beidao had gone to undergo "ideological reconstruction," after all, he wasn't gay, and it was somewhat hard to accept that things had suddenly progressed to this point.

Shen Beidao knelt down in front of him again, clamped his hands around his legs, and then bowed his head.

It felt warm and moist.

“Professor Shen… Professor Shen… Teacher Shen… Linus…”

He crumbled almost instantly, as if his bones had been removed, and lasted for only a minute, a huge leap in "output efficiency" compared to the last time he manually assisted!

Shen Beidao leaned closer, suppressing a laugh: "But, isn't doing it this way a bit too fast? I thought..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Lin Yi grabbed the blanket next to him and covered his mouth with it.

Lin Yi, however, saw only cruel mockery. He rolled up the blanket and covered Shen Beidao's mouth: "Don't say it! ...No one is helping me through this. You...you have to give me some time to adjust!"

His voice grew softer and softer until it was almost a mosquito's hum. He huddled behind the covers, revealing only a pair of wet eyes filled with shame and indignation.