Chapter 47 Is it illegal to want to sleep with your own wife...?

"Damn it! They've even come to my teacher's wife's house! This is outrageous!"

As soon as Shen Beidao came out of the bathroom, he heard a "bang" from the entrance hall, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps fading away.

"Yi Yi?" Shen Beidao looked around. No one was in the living room, the kitchen light was still on, and his phone wasn't on the table. He grabbed his coat from the back of the chair, put it over his pajamas, and chased after him.

The lobby on the first floor was deserted. Outside the glass doors was the quiet green belt of the community, and the streetlights cast a dim yellow glow in the winter night mist.

Shen Beidao pushed open the door and quickly spotted a familiar figure under a tree not far to his right. Lin Yi, wearing a cotton coat, was craning his neck, searching for something.

"Lin Yi." Shen Beidao ran over and grabbed his arm. "Why did you run down here? It's so cold at night..."

Lin Yi abruptly shook off his hand, turned around, glared at him irritably, and said in a sarcastic tone, "It's nothing! I just came down to see if Professor Chen's net outside had caught any fish that dared to run into our doorstep!"

After saying that, Lin Yi took Shen Beidao's phone out of his pocket and slammed it hard against his chest. "Look for yourself!"

He turned around and walked back, his back view showing his anger.

He unlocked his phone and opened WeChat.

Several unread messages were from class leaders and some students expressing their gratitude and best wishes. Lin Yi only clicked on the top one.

Shen Bei saw those incomprehensible words.

He quickly caught up and explained, "Yiyi, listen to me..."

Lin Yi swiped the intercom to open the building's access control and walked in without looking back.

The metal door slowly closed in front of Shen Beidao.

He held the phone, which still held Lin Yi's body temperature, its screen displaying a WeChat chat.

"Teacher Shen, you...you're out."

A timid voice came from the shadows to the side and behind.

Shen Beidao quickly turned around, took two steps back to create distance, and felt a chill as the cold wind blew past his exposed ankles. Shen Beidao forced himself to calm down; he had to deal with the trouble in front of him first.

The person in front of me was a boy, not very tall, thin, wearing a thin cotton coat. His face was not very clear in the dim light, but I could feel his nervousness.

Shen Beidao recognized him immediately.

He is indeed a student in the class, with above-average grades. He is usually quiet and rarely speaks in class, so he has a very low profile.

Shen Beidao's interactions with him were limited to taking attendance in class and occasionally offering a few routine words of advice when his exam results were not ideal.

He never imagined that this seemingly introverted and shy boy would have feelings for him that went beyond the teacher-student relationship, and would even follow him to his doorstep.

It's getting late, and there's no one around.

Shen Beidao took a few steps back without making a sound, maintaining the proper distance from him.

His face darkened, his expression conveying the authority and warning of a teacher: "What are you trying to do, following your teacher home in the middle of the night?"

The boy seemed startled by his attitude, shrinking back slightly, but still mustered his courage and took a small step forward, his voice trembling slightly: "Teacher Shen, I... I didn't mean any harm. I just wanted to talk to you. There are some things I've been keeping to myself for a long time... I saw that you were going to resign, and I felt..."

"I think you should leave here immediately."

Shen Beidao interrupted him. Without raising his phone, he directly brought up the dial pad. "If you don't leave, I'll call the police right now and say you're illegally stalking me. It will not only ruin your studies but also leave you with a criminal record. Think carefully about the consequences."

Seeing that the boy didn't move, he dialed the number directly, "Hello, I want to call the police..."

"No! Teacher Shen! I'm leaving! I'll leave right now!" The boy's face turned deathly pale, his voice changed tone, and his last bit of courage and hope completely collapsed.

He hurriedly turned around and ran towards the gate of the residential compound...

Only when the figure was completely out of sight did Shen Beidao slowly lower his arm that was holding the phone and let out a long breath.

Reopen WeChat and delete or block the user.

After dealing with all that, he went into the hall and went home.

At this moment, Lin Yi was sitting at the dining table, happily eating instant noodles, completely unaware of the people who had returned.

Shen Beidao closed the door, changed into slippers, and walked to the dining table. He carefully pulled out the chair opposite Lin Yi, "I'll try some too..."

"Smack!"

Without even looking up, Lin Yi smacked the back of his hand, which was reaching for the chicken wing plate, with his chopsticks, leaving a red mark on the back of his hand.

Shen Beidao's fingers twitched slightly, but he didn't retract them. He looked up at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi put down his chopsticks, leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and glanced at the clock on the wall: "You've been gone for five minutes and forty-eight seconds."

Lin Yi: "If it's about kissing, there's enough room for a really deep, wet kiss... or, we can chat, exchange contact information, and arrange a time and place to meet next time, that's more than enough."

Shen Beidao looked completely innocent: "Yiyi, let me explain..."

"Explain yourself, I'm listening." Lin Yi interrupted him, leaning forward slightly, resting his elbows on the table, his gaze fixed on him. "I'm listening carefully, to hear how our Professor Shen patiently and skillfully led a student to develop inappropriate fantasies about you, and even follow him to his home."

“I had no thoughts about him that went beyond the teacher-student relationship, nor did I give him any wrong hints.”

Shen Beidao met his gaze. "Before today, I hadn't said more than a few words to him. When I went downstairs just now, I kept a distance of at least five steps from him the whole time and didn't get close. I clearly refused and warned him to leave immediately."

"Oh? How did you warn me?" Lin Yi raised an eyebrow and asked leisurely, "With your charming German, or with your usual gentle and patient tone in class?"

"Call the police," Shen Beidao said.

"What?" Lin Yi looked surprised. "Where are the phone records? Let me see them."

Shen Beidao subconsciously reached for his phone, but only when his finger touched the screen did he realize that he had just been bluffing and hadn't actually pressed the dial button.

At the time, he just wanted to resolve the trouble as quickly as possible, scare the other party away, and prevent the situation from escalating. There was no need to bother the police with such a trivial matter.

"..." Professor Shen, who is usually very logical, stammered for the first time. "I was just trying to scare him. I didn't actually dial 110."

As soon as he finished speaking, he knew something terrible was going to happen.

The explanation that "no police were actually called" seems weak and even like a fabricated excuse to cover something up.

"That's victim blaming..."

"Don't try to reason with me."

Lin Yi stood up. "Can I trust you? This is one case where things weren't handled well, and he even came to my house. Aren't there many others like him at school, people I just don't know about?"

"I can't control what others think, but I can guarantee that I have absolutely no feelings for them, and my attitude has always been..."

"Damn it!!" Lin Yi abruptly interrupted him, so angry that he stood up on the chair. "There really are! More than one? How many are there?!"

"I knew it! I knew it!"

Lin Yi jumped off the chair in anger and began pacing back and forth in the room, feeling irritated and resentful:

The things I like, someone will always remember! Am I too easygoing? Does Shen Beidao think I can't live without him?!

When he gets busier with work and has more social engagements, won't just any Tom, Dick, or Harry be able to get close to him? Who knows, maybe one day I'll be quietly stolen away from him!

Lin Yi grew angrier the more he thought about it and said, "Kneel down and apologize!"

Tsk! I've been watching too many melodramatic short dramas lately, how could I have said that? I should have learned some swear words...

For Shen Beidao, who grew up living abroad, it was just an unfamiliar term.

It's his fault, not the little rabbit's bad temper.

It was because he didn't notice it sooner and didn't take precautions.

Since he hasn't officially become a "formal partner" yet, Lin Yi could choose to end the relationship.

The chair was pulled out, and Shen Beidao walked around the dining table, taking Lin Yi's hand, "If you really want to watch, let's go to the sofa."

He doesn't really want it?

Lin Yi regretted saying those words the very next second.

Why does he act like a magistrate who won't let go of a commoner's faults? Regardless of whether you're right or wrong, if the magistrate is unhappy, then you're the only one in the wrong!

Lin Yi was led by him and obediently plopped down on the sofa.

Shen Beidao got up and used his foot to move the coffee table aside, making enough space for himself. He then slowly squatted down in front of Lin Yi. Lin Yi subconsciously tried to stand up to help him, but Shen Beidao took the opportunity to put his arm around his waist.

The person in front of him slowly knelt down on one knee.

Throughout his life, Lin Yi had never knelt down, except when he was a child and was punished by being made to stand in the corner.

"What...what are you doing? I...I was just saying that in anger! It doesn't count! Get up!"

He wanted to pull Chen Beidao up, but stopped halfway through, feeling that the action didn't seem quite right.

Shen Beidao, however, took the opportunity to reach out and wrap his arms around his waist, his grip so tight that there was no room for escape.

He looked up at Lin Yi's face, which was flushed with shock and embarrassment. Instead of feeling humiliated or forced, he revealed a hidden malice that Lin Yi couldn't figure out.

“Whatever you do, my darling, is right.” Shen Beidao leaned closer. “I’m willing to do it.”

His arms tightened, pulling Lin Yi, who was trying to back away, even closer until they were almost pressed against his body. "As long as my darling isn't angry anymore, you can punish me however you want, make me kneel, or... any other way."

Lin Yi was held by the waist, looking down at him as he knelt before him.

Even though he was in a superior position, Shen Beidao's calm and even indulgent gaze, and the arms that tightly encircled him, gave him a strange feeling, as if he himself was the one who was imprisoned, controlled, and had nowhere to escape.

Lin Yi's cheeks burned even hotter. He was furious, but didn't know what to do.

Let's think about this rationally: what can someone do if they like Shen Beidao? Can they lock Shen Beidao up?

But the feeling of having something that belongs to you coveted is absolutely awful, as if that person might run away at any moment because of some external temptation.

"Then could you be a little more careful in the future?" Lin Yi's voice was tinged with grievance. "You didn't even know you were being followed, how dangerous is that..."

"I drove back today and wasn't paying attention on the way," Shen Beidao explained patiently, his arm still around him. "I'll be more careful in the future. Okay, let's not talk about him anymore, okay?"

"Don't be angry anymore, okay?"

Lin Yi turned his face away, refusing to look at him or say anything.

My anger had subsided considerably, but I was still a little embarrassed, and the sour feeling in my heart hadn't completely dissipated.

Shen Beidao released his arm around Lin Yi's waist and instead gently grasped his wrist. "If you're still angry, I have some special tools to help you vent your anger."

"What kind of prop?" Lin Yi's curiosity was piqued, and he turned to look at him.

My gaze fell on Shen Beidao's handsome face. The light reflected in his deep eyes, making his features even more defined. Even his pores seemed to melt into his skin under the glow, making him look incredibly attractive.

never mind.

Lin Yi thought to himself, if we really break up over this baseless rumor, wouldn't that be letting such a good person go to someone else for nothing?

No, he has to keep a close eye on him.

"Wait for me, I'll go get it." Shen Beidao said, making a move to get up, but then stopped.

Then Shen Beidao raised his head and asked earnestly in a tone of "requesting permission," "Princess Yiyi, may I get up now?"

Lin Yi's cheeks flushed again at his address of "Princess" and his earnest, requesting manner. She slapped his shoulder, annoyed and embarrassed, and said, "Tsk! Who told you to kneel? I didn't force you! You're making me sound so arrogant and unreasonable!"

He reached out to pull Chen Beidao's arm, trying to lift him up, but found that he couldn't seem to reach this big guy.

Lin Yi let go of his hand and snorted, "Whatever! I'm going to sleep!" He was about to get up and go to his bedroom.

"Wait for me." Shen Beidao stood up briskly, took a few quick steps, and entered the bedroom before him.

Lin Yi followed curiously inside and saw Shen Beidao take out a small, high-quality black leather box from the back of the wardrobe—a box he had never seen before.

Shen Beidao placed the box on the carpet beside the bed and opened it.

Several items were neatly arranged inside:

A pair of supple black leather wristbands with delicate metal buckles. A slender, flexible black leather whip, and a silver crown headdress inlaid with rhinestones…

There were more things in the box than just these, but Lin Yi dared not look any further.

Lin Yi suddenly felt suffocated. "What...what is this? When did you buy it?"

Instead of answering, Shen Beidao picked up the pair of wristbands and skillfully put them on and fastened them.

The leather is soft and fits snugly against the wrist.

Then, with the other wrist dangling from his wrist, he walked up to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi instinctively wanted to back away, but Shen Beidao gently grasped his wrist. The cool leather touched his skin, followed by the sound of a metal buckle closing...

His hands were bound with the same wristbands, one on each side, like police arresting a criminal.

Shen Beidao picked up the small crown with a devout look in his eyes and gently placed it on Lin Yi's slightly messy hair.

The crown is small and very light.

Lin Yi: ...And this is it again?

Shen Beidao picked up the small leather whip, held it in one hand, and handed it to Lin Yi's hand, which was bound by wristbands. He raised an eyebrow, with a trusting air of someone willingly accepting punishment.

“Now…” Shen Beidao’s voice was low and husky, with a magnetic quality, “you can hit wherever you want.”

Lin Yi looked at the inexplicable little leather whip in his hand, then at Shen Beidao, whose eyes were burning with desire as he stared at him. He felt all the blood rush to his head, his cheeks burning hot, and goosebumps rising one after another.

A strong sense of shame and a feeling of alienation intertwined, making him almost unable to stand.

"Why...why would I hit you?" His voice trembled. "Besides! I don't like hitting people at all!"

Shen Beidao tilted his head slightly, a faint yet meaningful smile curving his lips, and asked in a low voice, "Don't you know how to use it?"

He asked, his gaze sweeping meaningfully over Lin Yi's trembling hand and the whip in his hand, and then asked, "Still can't bear to part with it? If you really can't bear to part with it, I can teach you how to be ruthless."

Lin Yi trembled at his gaze and words, and the leather whip in his hand fell to the ground...

"...It was my carelessness."

Lin Yi's voice trembled, but there was a sense of sudden realization: "...I realized I was wrong today, I was terribly wrong!"

Shen Beidao took a step forward as if exploring, compressing the already small distance between the two of them to almost no gap.

“You did nothing wrong.” His voice had completely changed, losing all its gentle and restrained manner as a teacher, leaving only a heavy, hoarse tone. “It’s all my fault.”

"Next time, next time..." Lin Yi stammered, his mouth dry, "Next time, if anyone takes a liking to you, tell me first, and I'll properly... persuade them to turn away. We can't do anything illegal, understand?"

Shen Beidao laughed, even more puzzled, and asked, "Strange? Is it illegal to want to sleep with your own wife?"