Chapter 31 A Bath for Two

A faint scent of plant essential oils wafted through the bathroom.

"Come and try it. I've adjusted the water temperature. Keep the time under twenty minutes." Shen Beidao stepped aside to make room. "Soaking for too long will worsen your allergy symptoms."

Lin Yi stood there, looked at the bathtub, then at Shen Beidao, and said "Oh".

Is he up to something again? I need to be careful until I learn how to do it.

"You soak your toothbrush first, I'll go out and get you the toothpaste and toothbrush."

After saying that, Shen Beidao really turned around and walked out, closing the bathroom door behind him.

Lin Yi stood behind the door, looking at the closed frosted glass door, then looked back at the round bathtub scattered with flower petals, which looked rather ambiguous. A little embarrassed, he raised his hand and punched his forehead.

"Lin Yi, what are you thinking..." he muttered to himself, "They probably didn't mean it at all."

He tentatively dipped his feet into the water; the temperature was just right, not scalding, but comfortably warm.

He slowly sank down, the warm water washing over his ankles, calves, waist, and abdomen, until he was completely submerged.

The bathtub's curves perfectly conformed to his body, and he sighed comfortably, closing his eyes slightly.

Not long after, the bathroom door was gently pushed open.

Shen Beidao came in, carrying a toothbrush with toothpaste already squeezed out and a glass of water.

Hearing the noise, Lin Yi opened his eyes a crack and saw Shen Beidao walk to the edge of the bathtub, squat down, and bring the toothbrush to his lips.

"Make sure you brush your teeth properly before bed." Shen Beidao's voice was very soft, like he was coaxing a child.

Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously opened his mouth and put the toothbrush handle in his mouth. Even he didn't know why he took it so smoothly.

He had barely rinsed his mouth twice when Shen Beidao brought the glass to his lips: "Rinse your mouth, spit it out here."

Lin Yi looked up at Shen Beidao.

Under the soft light of the bathroom ceiling, the man wore a dark gray silk bathrobe, the collar loosely open, revealing the clear lines of his collarbone.

Lin Yi was stunned for a moment before spitting the foam in his mouth into another wide-mouthed glass in Shen Beidao's hand.

Although his parents didn't have a good relationship, they cared about him a lot throughout his childhood.

However, that kind of care always remained at the level of an elder to a younger generation. No one had ever taken care of him like Shen Beidao, in such a meticulous, natural, and natural way.

Shen Beidao used a warm towel to wipe the foam from the corners of his mouth.

"Alright." He stood up and put the used towel and cup aside. "Soak it for a while longer, and I'll come back later to apply the medicine."

He pointed to the only white garment Lin Yi was wearing, adding meaningfully, "When I'm not around, you don't need to wear so much; it'll make you uncomfortable."

He patted Lin Yi on the shoulder, his voice softening: "Call me anytime when you're done washing up."

He turned to leave, but Lin Yi grabbed his wrist.

Lin Yi didn't look at him, his eyes were fixed on the petals floating on the water, and his voice was so soft that it sounded like he was humming: "The bathtub is so big... it can fit you in too."

Shen Beidao had his back to him, and the corner of his mouth curled up very quickly.

However, turning back, she frowned and looked somewhat unwilling, leaned close to Lin Yi's ear, and whispered, "Can I take what you just said as an invitation?"

Lin Yi opened his mouth, but before he could answer.

Shen Beidao acted swiftly, the sash of his robe was neatly torn open, and the silk slid down his skin to the ground.

He didn't even spare the underwear that Lin Yi had insisted he wear earlier; within three seconds, he was completely naked.

Lin Yi sensed something was wrong and sat up halfway.

Then I bumped right into something that looked very energetic.

The previous times, the lighting was either dim or I only caught a fleeting glimpse.

I've never had such a clear, straightforward, and unobstructed perspective before.

Lin Yi stared at it for two seconds, and a strange association popped into his mind: a red... sweet potato?

“…You scared me.” He blurted out, his lips trembling.

Shen Beidao, however, seemed to be eagerly anticipating this moment.

After taking off his clothes, the professor's serene and refined exterior from the daytime was stripped away, removing the "serene, refined, and refined" qualities, leaving only the "serene and refined" one.

"Don't you like it?" His voice carried a hint of amusement and an unconscious expectation.

"Can't you make him shrink back to 2.5 times his normal size?" Lin Yi moved back, his cheeks burning, making a splashing sound.

“We’re both men, you know, I can’t control myself.” Shen Beidao blinked innocently. “He only did this because he saw you, you have to take responsibility for me.”

......

And so, after receiving personal guidance from Lin Yi, Shen Beidao finally managed to lie down in the bathtub as he wished.

However, the two were lying back to back, their positions reversed, with an invisible dividing line between them.

"Don't move." Lin Yi now truly regretted what he had just said. He tensed up, his voice becoming even more stern. "You wash yours, I'll wash mine."

Shen Beidao splashed some water on his chest, the water droplets sliding down his firm muscle lines.

He looked at the spacious bathtub, lost in thought: This bathtub is indeed too big. It seems to be a family model, big enough to fit two adults and a child. It looks like I'll have to get a smaller one next time.

"Yes, I'm washing it carefully." He picked up a petal, examined it closely on his fingertip, and spoke in a very serious tone.

Lin Yi had her back to him, and the tips of her ears were as red as delicate roses.

He frantically racked his brain: Red sweet potatoes? Why did I even think of that? ... Now my mind is filled with that shape and color!

"Hurry up and wash," Lin Yi managed to say, knowing that things might get dangerous if he kept going like this.

"How can it be fast?" Shen Beidao's tone was innocent, his calf almost brushing against Lin Yi's calf underwater. "It won't listen to me, so why don't you help me think of a solution?"

Lin Yi: I've never thought about it for you! All I want to do right now is throw you and the sweet potato into the oven! 180 degrees! Bake for an hour!

He finally understood; he shouldn't have let this guy in.

Shen Beidao remained still for a while, then slowly turned over.

He saw Lin Yi with his back to him, idly tugging at the petals on the water's surface, his slender neck submerged in the water, his shoulder blades slightly tense from the tension.

Shen Beidao leaned in gently and hugged Lin Yi from behind.

He quickly buried his face in the back of the other's neck and placed a very light kiss on the area of ​​allergic rash.

Lin Yi trembled.

The allergic area was already particularly sensitive, and when Shen Beidao's warm lips touched it, a tingling, itchy sensation instantly spread throughout her body.

"Don't kiss there..." His voice trembled slightly, "It'll be contagious to you."

Shen Beidao did not loosen his grip.

His lips brushed against Lin Yi's burning skin, and he whispered in German, "Ich liebe dich."

Lin Yi felt that the words, spoken by him, sounded low, husky, and gentle, and were very pleasant to hear.

“...Speaking bird language again.” He protested in a low voice.

"I love you." Shen Beidao propped himself up, placing his arms on either side of the bathtub, leaving Lin Yi space to lie in his arms.

He continued in that low, earnest tone, "To put it more subtly, Ich hab(e) dich lieb."

His lips were almost touching Lin Yi's earlobe: "To put it more romantically... Ich mochte mit dir schlafen."

"I've fallen completely in love with you."

He tightened his grip on Lin Yi's arm, their body heat seeping into each other beneath the water, making it impossible to tell who was burning up. "Lin Yi, teach me, how can I express my love to the person I love so that he can accept me?"

Lin Yi was held in Shen Beidao's arms, their skin pressed together, as if they truly possessed each other.

Lin Yi could clearly feel the powerful heartbeat beneath Shen Beidao's chest, as well as the imminent presence of little Shen.

......

"You want me to teach you, huh?" Lin Yi turned his head and stared at him, his tone fierce. "First of all, shut up."

Then, he tilted his head back, wrapped his arms around Shen Beidao's neck, and lightly and quickly touched the other's lips.

After the kiss, he released her, his voice regaining its usual languid tone:

"The guard dog never barks unnecessarily; it only barks in critical moments."

As soon as he finished speaking, only the soft sound of ripples on the water remained in the bathroom...

After a long pause, he blinked very slowly, his voice eight octaves lower and hoarser than before, and leaned close to his ear, deliberately avoiding the presence of a non-existent person, and softly called out:

"...Woof."

Lin Yi's fingertips trembled. He had only intended to scold him, but he hadn't expected Shen Beidao to claim him.

He tried to retreat, but Shen Beidao suddenly grabbed his wrist and pressed him back onto his burning chest.

Shen Beidao drew closer, his nose brushing against him: "So, Master, did I sound good?"

"...It's alright...ok." Lin Yi looked away, trying to remain calm. "It's just that you still talk too much."

He cleared his throat and gestured with his chin toward the outside of the bathtub: "Good dog, it's time to get to work."

“I’m hungry. I’ll get your master some midnight snack.” He added the most crucial sentence, “It has to be hot, edible, and proper. Sweet potatoes don’t count.”

"Big...sweet potato?" Upon hearing this word, Shen Beidao's face softened with a hint of indulgence.

Shen Beidao stopped teasing him, obediently got up, dried himself off, put on his bathrobe, and went out.

Lin Yi let out a long breath after the bathroom door closed again.

The composure I had just maintained crumbled instantly, and certain bodily reactions that I had been deliberately suppressing could no longer be ignored.

He got up with a flushed face, quietly opened the door a crack, and poked half his head out.

Shen Beidao was indeed dressed in his pajamas and busy in the kitchen, looking quite focused from behind.

Lin Yi quickly closed the door and locked it.

Then, leaning against the door, I resignedly slid down onto the cold floor tiles.

He picked up his phone, and the screen lit up with a photo of a man in a suit standing on a podium, which he had specifically downloaded from the school's official website.

He stared at the photo, his ears burning red, and began to take action.

Ten minutes later, Lin Yi, fully dressed, walked out of the bathroom.

A bowl of steaming wontons has already been placed on the restaurant table.

"I wrapped them myself yesterday and put them in the refrigerator." Shen Beidao handed him the chopsticks. "Try them."

Lin Yi pulled out a chair, sat down, scooped up a wonton, and put it in his mouth.

The skin is thin, the filling is generous, and it has a slightly sweet taste, which is his favorite flavor.

"Hmm! It tastes good!" His eyes lit up, and he scooped up a spoonful and held it to Chen Beidao's lips. "Aren't you going to eat some?"

Shen Beidao shook his head: "I don't eat after eight o'clock, to maintain my figure."

"Eat it or not, it's up to you." Lin Yi pouted, took the spoonful of wontons back into his mouth, and ate until his cheeks were bulging.

He ate quietly for a while, then suddenly looked up at Shen Beidao, who was sitting opposite him:

"If... they bother you again because of Du Xiaoman, don't worry too much. Don't wrong yourself for my sake. If you don't want to forgive, you don't have to."

His voice was earnest: "Kindness is a choice, not an obligation."

"That's what the relationship expert said!"

Shen Beidao looked at him, and then he suddenly smiled. The smile was faint, but it made Lin Yi's heart skip a beat.

"Then, do we," Shen Beidao asked softly, a hint of expectation in his voice, "have we made up?"

Lin Yi didn't expect that Shen Beidao seemed completely unconcerned about Du Xiaoman's matter, and instead became impatient because he mentioned outsiders.

There was only one thing he cared about: their relationship.

Lin Yi put down his spoon, wiped his mouth, and gave a cryptic smile:

"Professor Shen, what do you think?"

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Author's note: Ich mochte mit dir schlafen: I want to sleep with you

Professor Shen really knows how to coax children, but unfortunately, as Lin Baobao was being coaxed into becoming an embryo, she always kept in mind the slogan: Shen Beidao is a bad thing.

Who would lie about good products?