Chapter 40 Chapter 40 Knocking on the Wooden Fish (dong dong dong)
"...If we do that, all that typing will have been for nothing, it really won't work!"
He protested vaguely, pressing his hands against Shen Beidao's solid chest, trying to push away this warm "wall".
There was force, but it seemed somewhat weak, like a push that was half-heartedly trying to resist.
Shen Beidao chuckled softly, the sound resonating in his chest and reaching directly into Lin Yi's palm.
He stepped back slightly, giving each other a moment to breathe, but their bodies remained pressed tightly together.
With a indulgent smile, he coaxed, "Yiyi was so fierce last time, why are you... scared this time?"
"Who's afraid?" Lin Yi retorted, trying to mask his racing heart with a fierce tone. "There's no lubricant at home, I'm just afraid of hurting you!"
In my chaotic mind, some blurry fragments from the last time flashed by, along with some unsystematic "knowledge" that I had secretly gleaned.
Was it the waist... or the thighs... that were using force?
Damn it! The crucial details are shrouded in mystery!
Shen Beidao remained silent, but gave him a deep look, a gaze that seemed to penetrate all his bluffing.
He propped himself up slightly, stretched out his arm, and pulled open the drawer of the bedside table.
Lin Yi's gaze involuntarily followed it.
Then, Shen Beidao took a small bottle out from deep inside the drawer.
The bottle is a soft pink color, not very clear in dim light, but the transparent cream inside has a slight shimmer.
He didn't even look closely at the words on the bottle; a certain premonition already made his scalp tingle slightly.
Shen Beidao took the bottle in his hand, his fingertips tracing its surface, then leaned closer to him, his voice turning wicked: "Baby, do you need me to apply it beforehand?"
As he spoke, his thumb was already pressed against the bottle cap, applying slight pressure.
A soft "click" sounded in the excessively quiet space, like a courtship signal from some animal.
Lin Yi instinctively tried to snatch it, but suddenly realized that his wrists were still tied. He tried to break free, but Shen Beidao pressed him down and lifted him above his head.
This action made him even more embarrassed, as if he had lost his last bit of initiative.
"...Let me go!" he struggled slightly, then retorted, "I can apply it myself!"
"You apply it?" Shen Beidao's laughter escaped his throat, his gaze sweeping over the wrist that was slightly red from the struggle, before returning to the man's forced composure. "Do you know how?"
Lin Yi inexplicably detected a mocking tone in his voice, "What's there to not know! If you have hands, you can do it!"
Shen Beidao's smile deepened: "You didn't know, did you?"
He spoke slowly and deliberately, dabbing a little of the cream from the bottle with his fingertip, “You have to apply it evenly, otherwise… it won’t work.”
He spoke the last few words very slowly, as if he were deliberately teasing him.
"...You're talking nonsense!!" Lin Yi's voice trailed off, his eyes involuntarily following Shen Beidao's fingertips, which were coated with ointment.
"Don't believe me?" Shen Beidao raised an eyebrow, but his movements didn't stop.
Shen Beidao stopped looking at him and calmly removed the last restraints from her body.
The hazy light, a blend of moonlight and lamplight, outlines smooth yet powerful lines.
"Let me demonstrate for you first."
Then, before Lin Yi could fully grasp the purpose of the ointment, Shen Beidao lowered his hand and slowly poured the cool, transparent substance down.
Following the texture, it meanders down, gradually melting with body heat, refracting beautiful watery light.
"Sinking North Island...!"
He almost screamed, struggling more violently as his bound wrists rubbed against the sheets. "What are you doing? I'm Yi!"
"Mmm." Shen Beidao nodded very seriously, leaned down, and gently touched his lips with her fingertips, which still had a little bit of ointment on them, silencing him before he could finish speaking.
He acted as if he were coaxing a child, his praise for Lin Yi was full of affirmation and heartfelt: "Yes, I know, you are a big shot."
“So, I’m here to help you,” Shen Beidao said with a smile.
"Need not……"
The next second, the world spun around.
Lin Yi didn't even see how Shen Beidao moved. He only felt his waist being pulled up by a powerful force, and his whole body was easily flipped over, like a crab that had been suddenly turned over and was at a loss.
The hill was shrouded in mist, and the transparent vegetation covering it began to heat up.
As Lin Yi's thoughts became scattered by this unfamiliar and intense feeling, a familiar, dark, round object suddenly entered his field of vision.
It's that giant wooden fish.
Shen Beidao placed it on the bedside table where he could easily reach it and see it, then whispered in his ear with a smile:
"Aren't we supposed to accumulate merit? This is great! One hit, one more knock."
"I'll count how many times you can knock in total."
"Shen Beidao, are you even human... You son of a bitch, you... This is blasphemy against the gods."
"Just consider me an animal today..."
"Thump!"
With the first muffled thud, he lost control and curled his fingers, his elbow hitting the edge of the wooden fish.
"Thump, thump, thump, thump..."
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The next day, at exactly 8:00 AM.
Shen Beidao was impeccably dressed, a stark contrast to the "beast" he had been called last night.
He leaned down and kissed Lin Yi's forehead, his voice gentle: "I'm going to work now. I've used your phone to call in sick for you. Get some rest."
The person on the bed did not respond; they were completely submerged in the messy bedding and only moved slightly.
Shen Beidao straightened up, his gaze sweeping over the wooden fish standing quietly on the bedside table. A satisfied smile appeared on his lips as he turned and left the room.
The door was gently closed.
On the bed, Lin Yi finally managed to open his eyes a crack and look at the wooden fish.
The dark wooden fish still stood there steadily, like a silent, obscene object that had witnessed the whole process!
She lowered her head into the pillow again: "Ah—"
He was stunned when he heard the sound.
Hoarse, dry, with obvious signs of fatigue and overuse.
At this moment, the little rabbit instantly transforms into "Donald Duck".
She pounded the pillow hard: "I'm so useless! So useless!! How did my voice become hoarse from shouting..."
He thought for a moment, then called Zhang Zexuan: "Hey? Xuanzi, are you free? I need your help—"
However, it was his own father who answered the phone: "Xiao Yi? What's wrong with your throat? Are you sick?"
He suddenly sat up in bed, his back and abdomen aching, but he didn't care. He hurriedly held his phone up to his eyes to take a closer look.
That's right, the contact shown on the screen is Zhang Zexuan.
He quickly hung up, guessing that Zhang Zexuan was probably being scolded by Xie Chun again because of work!
On the other end of the phone, Zhang Zexuan had just come out of the bathroom. He quickly snatched the phone from Xie Chun's hand and demanded, "Who told you to touch my phone like that!"
"Hmph!" Xie Chun said irritably, "Aren't there public restrooms outside? What are you doing coming into my private restroom?"
Since being rejected by Xie Chun without any mercy last time, he has become too lazy to pretend to be a well-behaved and sensible intern who admires his boss.
If you're unhappy, show it; if you're happy, pretend you're unhappy!
As long as Xie Chun doesn't accept him, he'll be like an unshakeable plaster, shameless and persistent!
In Zhang Zexuan's logic, since they had an intimate encounter that went beyond the boundaries of a normal superior-subordinate relationship, he had to be responsible for Xie Chun for the rest of his life!
“We’ve already slept together!” Zhang Zexuan took a step forward, almost touching Xie Chun’s desk, his eyes stubborn and his tone defiant. “Why are you distinguishing between yours and mine? Mr. Xie, what part of your body haven’t I seen?”
Xie Chun slammed the documents in his hand onto the table and warned, "Get out."
Zhang Zexuan was startled, but his attitude remained defiant: "Fine, I'll get out!"
After leaving the house, he turned back and reminded her quickly, "Mr. Xie, don't forget, there are only three days left until Du Xiaoman's court hearing. If you don't come home with me to meet my parents, then I really won't be able to get the letter of understanding for you."
Seeing Xie Chun's face darken even further, he felt a surge of satisfaction: "So what if you go see them? It's not like we're asking you to marry into our family right now. What are you afraid of? My parents aren't going to eat you!"
"Smack!"
A heavy brass ashtray flew past his ear and slammed into the door he had just opened with a loud bang.
It bounced off the carpet and rolled a few times.
Zhang Zexuan's face turned pale: Domestic violence! This is definitely a husband who abuses his wife!
He didn't dare to really provoke Xie Chun, so he opened the door and slipped out, almost bumping into the person outside who was about to knock on the door.
Yu Feng happened to be giving a work report and overheard the last two sentences at the door. His lips twitched, and he thought to himself: President Xie is really charming; he always attracts some young boys.
"Yo! Director Yu!" Zhang Zexuan grinned and immediately stepped aside, acting quite like a boss lady.
"Please, please, Mr. Xie... he was just discussing something with me, and he got a little emotional." He pointed to the ashtray on the ground, indicating the source of the commotion.
Yu Feng nodded calmly: "Oh, by the way, Lin Yi hasn't come for a week. You should contact him. It would be best if he worked for three months. I'll give him an internship certificate."
"Okay, I'll contact him right away."
Zhang Zexuan was about to call Lin Yi when he suddenly remembered the matter he had asked Shen Beidao to inquire about last night.
He immediately called Shen Beidao: "Professor Shen? What did you say yesterday?"
Shen Beidao did ask yesterday, but only afterward.
Lin Yi replied vaguely, "My dad?...Who he dates...how old is he...what does it have to do with me?"
Before Lin Yi could finish speaking, he could no longer make a sound.
Before Lin Yi could finish his last sentence, he said, "If he were really the same age as me, I would call all my buddies and beat him until he was kneeling on his knees begging for mercy!"
Zhang Zexuan hung up the phone and thought carefully: "It's okay, which means I don't care. Not caring means I can accept it. Accepting it means I completely agree!"
"Hehe! Am I going to have a wife?"
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Author's note: I've been so busy with the company's annual meeting and year-end summary lately, I'm exhausted. I've read all the comments but haven't replied because I'm afraid I'll get too cocky. If you guys praise me, I can chuckle to myself all night in bed.
Thank you everyone for your support. The exhaustion of adults is truly indescribable. My little darlings, remember to study hard, okay? You'll have more choices in the future!
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