Chapter 44 Cooperation
◎“Remember now, who is your husband?”◎
When the deep, rich scent of ebony and sandalwood filled Lin Yujing's nostrils, she felt the entire room darken.
Only a sliver of light shone on Chen Jingshu's head.
Today's kiss was very gentle.
His cool fingertips cupped her chin, then lifted her face to meet their burning lips.
But Lin Yujing would also have brief moments of distraction, such as wondering if it was reasonable for her to be so confused and infatuated at this moment, or whether it was worth falling into this doomed relationship again.
But emotions are inherently disordered; they exceed the threshold of human emotions.
Because everything is not ordained by fate, those who are lucky enough to receive such good fortune are often deeply moved.
"Jingjing, be serious when you kiss." As punishment for her distraction, Chen Jingshu bit her lip with his teeth, leaving a tooth mark.
At the same time, a tingling electric current surged densely and directly to the tops of their heads.
It's hard to believe that they could reach an orgasm just by kissing.
This also indirectly proves that kissing is the most romantic thing between the sexes.
After all, it's often seen as something only two people in love would do.
Their noses touched each other's hot, rapid breaths, their lips and teeth licking and entwining, a different kind of intimate caress.
A gentle kiss, lasting a long time.
Lin Yujing inevitably suffered from oxygen deficiency.
Chen Jingshu sat at the corner of the desk, holding her in his arms, one hand cupping the back of her head, ready to catch her if she tried to escape.
In retaliation, Lin Yujing's hands began to wander, but Chen Jingshu quickly stopped them, saying, "Don't touch me, there's nothing at home, I just wanted to kiss you."
Lin Yujing nestled in his arms, her breathing still ragged and disordered. "I've prepared everything for me, but what about the most important thing?"
Chen Jingshu pulled a pillow behind his head and stroked her skin with one hand, saying, "Your things are the most important."
He didn't forget to buy a whole box of her things, down to the smallest pieces of washi tape used for pasting pictures.
But they were completely unprepared for another kind of adhesive tape that binds people together.
"You're so annoying." Lin Yujing blushed, rolled over and lay down beside him, not forgetting to playfully punch him in the chest with her fist. "You arouse me and then don't take responsibility."
Chen Jingshu turned his head to the side, cupped her face and kissed her, saying in a somewhat frivolous tone, "If you dare to give me a child, I'll dare to use my son to gain status."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yujing's intense physical desire vanished instantly. She stood up from his side to cool off, saying, "I dare not."
Chen Jingshu leaned against the headboard and hooked her knitted skirt with his foot. "Lin Yujing, just say what you want. I have a million ways to satisfy you."
Lin Yujing turned around and glared at him, her expression a mixture of dissatisfaction and reproach. "Stop it, just go."
Chen Jingshu then stood up, walked behind her with a mischievous grin, and deliberately tossed her long hair, "Looks like you're really angry."
"..."
"Jingjing, after all these years, you still only dare to lose your temper with me."
As she spoke, Lin Yujing felt herself lose her balance, and her arms naturally wrapped around his neck. "What are you doing!"
Without any safety measures, even if the two of them were burned to a crisp, there would be no way to save them.
Chen Jingshu stepped forward and pushed open the bathroom door. "I've already told you, if I can ignite your fire, I also have ways to put it out."
The showerhead, steaming with moisture, soaked the two of them.
Lin Yujing, her back pressed against the cold brick wall, kicked him. "Shouldn't we have used cold water?"
“That kind of fire extinguishing method is too harmful to the body and is only suitable for men.” Chen Jingshu took her hand and started to unbutton his shirt.
"Chen Jingshu, it seems you haven't neglected yourself while I was away these past few years." She didn't even realize how alluring and seductive her gaze was towards Chen Jingshu at that moment. As she spoke, she dug her nails into his skin, as if scolding him, or perhaps being coquettish. "You've learned so much."
Chen Jingshu winced in pain, pinching her soft chest hard. "You're heartless to say that."
"Isn't that so?"
"In the years you've been gone, I've had erotic dreams, and you're always the leading lady."
Lin Yujing was finally satisfied and pulled off his last piece of clothing.
What comes into view is the man's strong and firm pectoral muscles.
However, there are two marks in the left ventricle that are hard to look away from.
One scar, she guessed, was from surgery; the other looked like a tooth mark made with colored ink.
Lin Yujing wiped away the water droplets hanging from her eyelids to make herself see more clearly.
"Does it look familiar?" Chen Jingshu asked, pulling her hand to touch it.
How could Lin Yujing not remember? It was she who bit her. "I don't know, I don't recognize it."
"Don't deny it, you're the one who bit me," Chen Jingshu said, pinching her chin.
The memory of the teeth marks left on Chen Jingshu's chest dates back to eight years ago when she left Pengzhen.
In their last intimate moment together during their youth, she bit him hard, hoping to leave her mark for a few more seconds.
I never expected him to turn the bite mark into a tattoo.
"Chen Jingshu, I'm not stupid. How could teeth marks from eight years ago still be there now?"
"You're not stupid, but you like to play dumb. This is a tattoo."
Not long after she left that day, two men who claimed to be her father and grandfather came.
Having just experienced the pain of losing his mother and the blow of being abandoned by his lover, the young man lost all reason and truly compromised and went to Yijing.
The day after he arrived in Yijing, he went to a tattoo shop to have the teeth marks she had left on his skin engraved into his bones.
"Why keep this?" Lin Yujing rubbed the edge a couple of times, then withdrew her hand as it was burned.
Chen Jingshu's sigh was filled with sorrow, "At that time, I felt that I might never see you again in this long life. I had to leave myself something to comfort my longing."
Human hearts are made of flesh and blood. Lin Yujing leaned on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and felt the presence of him in this moment. "A-Shu, if you want, I can."
Being so close, she could definitely sense the changes in his body.
For example, breathing, body temperature, and visible physiological changes.
Blue veins bulged on Chen Jingshu's forehead, arms, and neck, and his low, panting breaths seemed to teeter on the edge of sanity. "Jingjing, I do want to. But desire is not as important as you yourself."
He said, "We have a long future ahead of us."
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The next day, Lin Yujing woke up to a rustling sound.
The faint light of dawn streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains, and Chen Jingshu was getting dressed with his back to her.
Lin Yujing reached for her phone on the bedside table, squinted at it, and asked, "It's only six o'clock, what are you doing?"
Today is the second day of the Lunar New Year, and they haven't made any plans.
"Go downstairs to get something." Chen Jingshu put on his down jacket, bent down and kissed her lips. "You can continue sleeping."
She was thoroughly tormented by Chen Jingshu's various tricks last night, and finally understood the concrete meaning of his phrase "ten thousand ways".
As soon as I closed my eyes, I fell asleep again.
So when did Chen Jingshu leave, and when did he return?
Taking off his clothes and lying down next to her were reactions he only had after waking up.
But the morning kiss was too intense, enticing the tongue that pried open her lips to linger on the refreshing taste of mint.
When the liquid was poured into her mouth again, Lin Yujing felt a chill run through her entire chest.
"You're annoying, and I'm sleepy." The person, still grumpy from being woken up by a passionate kiss, half-frowned and pushed him away, "Stop bothering me."
A man who has been gentle and considerate all night, when he sees the daylight, is like a wolf on a full moon night; even the most refined and gentle mask is torn off.
"Just bought it, want it?" He whispered seductively in her ear.
"I don't want to." Even as she said this, Lin Yujing had already wrapped her arms around Chen Jingshu's neck. "Can your heart handle it?"
"Who do you think you are?" He tossed aside the torn packaging bag in his hand. "After serving you all night, your husband is about to burst. If he takes two more cold showers, he'll be completely ruined."
"Don't talk nonsense, who's your husband..." The indoor air conditioning seemed to have been turned up a few degrees by him, and Lin Yujing was a little embarrassed, her words becoming jumbled, "When did you become my husband?"
On a winter morning, Chen Jingshu playfully tickled her, just like any ordinary young couple. "Who was it that kept calling me 'husband' last night?"
Lin Yujing denied it, saying, "It wasn't me."
Chen Jingshu replied, "Okay! Then I'll take you through those memories."
He was very fierce, ten times fiercer than last night.
Lin Yujing had no choice but to grab his wrist and beg for mercy, "I was wrong, Chen Jingshu, I won't do it again!"
"It's useless to say the wrong thing to Chen Jingshu."
Lin Yujing bit her lower lip and whimpered, "Husband, I was wrong."
Only then did she hear Chen Jingshu's deep laughter, "Finally remembered, who's your husband?"
Lin Yujing finally felt redeemed and even had the energy to tease him, "You still have some principles, you'd rather hold it in all night than use a condom."
"I'm the one who can't be happy, you bear the risks." Chen Jingshu couldn't bring himself to say, "At worst, we'll get married if she gets pregnant." They were bound to get married, but only because of love that came naturally, not because of a child. His Lin Yujing should marry his complete love.
Apart from that, everything else was irresponsible and lewd. Between the two of them, he only allowed Lin Yujing to be that irresponsible female rogue.
“I’m very happy too.” Lin Yujing looked at the undulating light shadows on the ceiling. “A-Shu, this is the happiest time I’ve had in recent years.”
Chen Jingshu: "I'll try harder to make this happiness last a little longer, okay?"
“You’ve already tried so hard.” She raised her hand to touch the tattoo on his chest. “You’ve always been the one trying.”
Chen Jingshu grabbed her mischievous hand and kissed her palm, where his fate was held. "It's not enough. I want you to be willing and give me a proper status."
Lin Yujing smiled, "Young Master Jingshu, you're making it sound like I'm a bad woman who doesn't know how to cherish things."
Chen Jingshu embraced her, his breath warm against her heart. "It's alright. I'd rather Jingjing be the carefree and clear-headed one; the heavy burdens and responsibilities should be borne by the man."
He always believed that since a man's shoulders can support his woman's legs, he should also shoulder responsibility.
Whether Lin Yujing is willing to do everything in her power to stand in his future life, or to love only herself forever, or to retreat and run away, it doesn't matter.
Since he's the one who wants to force this relationship, then let him go all out.
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On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the two didn't get up until the afternoon, as if they were making up for the lack of affection they had felt over the past few years.
Lin Yujing was so hungry that she felt dizzy, and she also felt that if the two of them continued to lie together, they would both become exhausted.
She took a shower, got dressed, and came out to find that the hotel's catering department had already delivered lunch.
After dinner, Chen Jingshu complained of being sleepy again. Lin Yujing was too embarrassed to call the cleaning staff, so she changed the sheets herself before allowing him to continue lying on the bed.
"Have you forgotten that this is my bedroom?" she said, carrying her laptop toward the desk.
Chen Jingshu lay reclining on the bed, watching her work through the screen. "Have you forgotten that this is my home?"
Lin Yujing looked up and retorted, "Oh, then I'll leave?"
"Why don't you understand a joke?" he said.
She had no home growing up and lived in a house built by her grandmother with bricks and mud when she was a child.
Because she was a girl, she would be thrown out of the house if she did not meet the old man's expectations in the slightest.
After her grandmother passed away, she was finally taken to the city by her parents, only to find out that the family revolved solely around her younger brother.
She was a cook, a nanny who cleaned, and a blood bank that provided sustenance, but she was not a member of the family.
She occasionally sits in her dormitory, looking at the apartments recommended to her by big data on her phone.
She sighed, thankful that she was good at studying, otherwise, given the housing prices in the North Fourth Ring Road area, her ten-square-meter dormitory room would be worth a million yuan.
Even the monthly rent for a room would be a four-figure sum starting with 5.
At that time, she was still a poor student and didn't even dare to dream of it.
So, when faced with the teasing, Lin Yujing ignored Chen Jingshu and simply opened her email, which contained collaboration materials sent to her by various art museums during this period.
Chen Jingshu seemed to sense her sensitive annoyance, and his drowsiness vanished instantly. He lifted the covers and walked towards her.
"Shall I give you a shoulder massage?"
"Stay away from me, you're affecting my work."
"Jingjing, if you like this house, I'll give it to you."
"This is too valuable, Young Master Chen. I cannot accept it."
I'm serious.
Lin Yujing pouted, "I don't want that, it's cold in winter and hot in summer."
Chen Jingshu suddenly pinched her cheek, pulling her gaze away from the computer screen. "People are so fickle. You used to say you wanted a courtyard house that flew in the sky, but now that it's finally built, you don't want it anymore."
Lin Yujing paused for a moment, then suddenly remembered her childhood memories. She said she wanted a courtyard house that would fly in the sky, and he promised to build it for her brick by brick.
"This was built for me?" Her memory was too fragmented, and she suddenly remembered being kicked out of the house by Lin Daguo during the Spring Festival of her sophomore year.
Like a wandering spirit, she sat on the only bustling street, Chang'an Avenue, waiting for the national flag to be raised. She overheard people gossiping around her, saying that the top floor of Wanxiang Building was surrounded by green cloth, and they were building some kind of private courtyard.
At that time, she was only thinking about the vast difference between them, like heaven and earth.
To her utter surprise, someone had already made up their mind while she was hesitating.
He simply gave a faint "hmm" and didn't tell her how much manpower and financial resources it took to build the courtyard.
And openly or secretly, they cultivated countless intricate connections.
Just because of that one sentence she said, "I want a courtyard house that flies in the sky."
"Alright, that's all. Just a house." He ruffled her hair. "These are the most basic requirements for pursuing a girl."
Lin Yujing's eyes burned with tears. "I'm just an ordinary person, ignorant and uninformed. This is the first time I've ever heard of being chased to the point of being carried to an empty castle in the East Second Ring Road."
“I don’t know about others, but you, Lin Yujingxing,” Chen Jingshu bent down to look at the art museum documents she was reading, “but only if I, Chen Jingshu, pursue you.”
Lin Yujing sniffed and reminded her, "It's just pursuing you~ I didn't say I was going to take responsibility for you."
Chen Jingshu held the mouse and closed the museum information. "Hmm... I understand. Miss Lin Yujing, the female liar who loves to play with my feelings."
Lin Yujing pushed his hand away, not allowing him to touch her computer, "You're cursing me!"
"Touch your own heart. Aren't you always so heartless and cruel to me?" Chen Jingshu gripped her hand tightly again, closing the information about the second art museum on the computer. "Jingjing, stop toying with my feelings. Don't you think I'm more interesting in person?"
"You're annoyed by Chen Jingshu, so don't interfere with my work!"
"Fine! You run away as soon as I bring it up. You can keep watching."
Chen Jingshu quieted down this time and sat on the armrest of her chair, watching her examine each shop one by one.
"Hasn't a selection been made yet?"
Lin Yujing was a little flustered; she had been quite excited to hold the invitations from these art museums.
But once she actually sat down to look around, she discovered that some of the art museums that had contacted her were quite well-known in Tokyo, but of course, the offers they made weren't very attractive.
There are also more niche options, which offer attractive conditions but also come with many requirements.
She looked at them one by one, but none of them were her favorite.
"If you don't like any of these, would you like to take a look at mine?"
Lin Yujing turned around, "What are you looking at? Is there anything else about you that I haven't seen?"
"Lin Yujing, you're the one who loves to pretend to be serious the most." Chen Jingshu got up, pushed open the door, and went out. When he came back, he was holding a blue folder.
"I was originally planning to give it to you after the New Year, but since we're choosing an art museum today, why don't you take a look at mine too?"
Lin Yujing took the blue folder and opened the first page, where the name that caught her eye was JING Art Museum.
She recalled that when they first discussed the cooperation among the 100 schools, Chen Jingshu mentioned that Hua Ren University was interested in opening an art museum.
She hadn't dared to take it seriously at first, but now that she thought about it, Chen Jingshu was never the kind of person who would joke with her without reason.
"It's still the new art museum under construction!" Lin Yujing stood on her tiptoes, the rhythm of her swaying expressing her inner joy.
“Teacher Lin,” Chen Jingshu hugged her, “Although we are still a new venue, we can definitely offer you the most generous terms in the industry.”
"Then tell me about it." Lin Yujing touched the back of his hand, like a greasy boss flirting with a female college student.
"The museum's inaugural exhibition will definitely feature only your works, Professor Lin. Moreover, we will hire Professor Lin as the manager to oversee the operation. Of course, any profits will go to Professor Lin, and any losses will be on me." Chen Jingshu whispered in her ear, "And me, I will also be at Professor Lin's beck and call from now on."
"Young Master Chen, please stop playing this game with me!" Lin Yujing laughed and turned to look at him. "You're blatantly making a losing deal."
“I’d love to.” Chen Jingshu nodded and kissed her on the head. “If there are no problems, let’s sign the contract now.”
"So eager?" Lin Yujing was surprised, after all, she had only known about the JING Art Museum for less than five minutes. "I can tell you in advance that it will be at least half a year before it is accepted for exhibition."
Chen Jingshu flipped directly to the last page of the contract, pointed to the signature area, and said, "I've waited seven years already, what's another six months?"
Lin Yujing held the pen and asked one last time, "Aren't you going to let me see the contract first?"
"Look," Chen Jingshu said, tossing his hand aside, "If you're still worried, I'll send another lawyer over."
Lin Yujing smiled slightly, picked up her pen, and wrote the three characters "Lin Yujing" in the signature column on the last page.
"Didn't we want to see the contract before signing?"
"I don't believe you would sell me out."
Chen Jingshu closed the contract, sighed, and said with regret, "If I had known, I would have brought the marriage registration form."
A note from the author:
good evening!
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