Encroachment chapter 18 and chapter 19

Chapter 18: Free Prostitute

“You’re even crying just from a kiss? Hmm?” He lightly caressed her flushed cheek and teasingly remarked, “Shen Shuman, you don’t even know how to kiss, yet you have the audacity to forcefully sleep with me?”

Upon hearing his words, her face grew even hotter, and her tongue tied in knots. “I-I really… I just had too much to drink… that’s why it happened…”

“Fool.” He pinched her cheek, applying only a gentle force, merely flirting.

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Tso xydu vkxlp byp bl nyzzle bla “qssz” vseyu?

“Rq R olal alyzzu y qssz, bso nswze R byhl rypple vbl ldvaydnl lmyx qsa y ralpvktkswp wdkhlapkvu yde clnsxl y fwetl?” pbl xwvvlale psqvzu.

“Mbld… qsa psxlsdl yp kdvlzzktldv yp usw, bso zsdt eke usw rzyd vs plewnl yde pzllr okvb xl? Zsw lhld zlqv y zsv sq lhkeldnl fwpv ps R nyd qkde usw.”

“…Mbld R’zz nsdvkdwl clkdt y qssz.”

At that time, she was simply being absent-minded, never expecting that he would deliberately seek her out.

Generally, in these situations, isn’t it the man who benefits? Who would be like him, taking advantage and acting innocent.

Besides, if she knew that making love was so painful, she wouldn’t engage in such a foolish act. Ironically, in front of him, it seemed that she was always doing foolish things.

In her daily life, she was a serious judge sitting on the bench, but when facing him, she always lost her wits, becoming all hazy and muddled.

Perhaps, this is what they call love that makes people foolish.

“To be frank, in order to ensure that our marriage doesn’t break apart, I believe it’s necessary for us to maintain a certain frequency of sexual activity.”

He’s a man, holding a delicate and soft beauty in his arms every day, so it’s inevitable that he would have lustful thoughts.

Furthermore, considering that he had also experienced carnal desires, it would be difficult for him to accept something like “Platonic love” or a “sexless marriage” if she were to propose it.

He casually spoke about it as if discussing how many meals they would eat in a day.

Shen Shuman became flustered, “What do you mean by a certain frequency of sexual activity?”

“For example, at least twice a week. If we don’t do it this week, then we’ll have to make up for it when we have the time next time.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed her face turning pale in an instant. He furrowed his brows slightly and suddenly remembered the word “regret” that she had repeatedly mentioned.

“After all, we’re husband and wife, right? Isn’t it normal to do it twice a week?” He suppressed the sourness in his heart and spoke to her in a relaxed manner.

This sentence was a response, learning from her previous words, “After all, we’re adults, right? Having a one-night stand after drinking, isn’t that normal?”

Consider it a retort.

Shen Shuman wore a troubled expression. If making love was really as ecstatic and pleasurable as people claimed, she would naturally be willing to engage in such activities with him.

But, making love really hurt…

Could she escape from this obligation?

“Why do I feel like you’re treating me as a legal free prostitute?” she argued with an unreasonable tone.

Wei Shi retorted without showing weakness, “Didn’t you treat me as a powerless vibrator before?”

“…Fine,” she admitted defeat. Her pride was fragile, and she couldn’t win against him.

In her memory, he was always like this—a person with a special kind of charm that made others unconsciously follow his rhythm.

Few dared to argue with him in front of him for various reasons, with the main one being that their thick-faced and scheming skills were no match for his.

A few years ago, he was a medical student enrolled in the Bachelor’s, Master’s, and Ph.D. program at Xiuming University.

One time, as a former member of the Go club, he was invited to guide the junior students.

He was initially just standing by, observing the games. After a while, his hands started itching, and he wanted to have a match with one of the junior students. So he took the place of one of them.

They say that a true gentleman remains silent while watching a game.

Unfortunately, the junior student who was pushed aside had a hot-tempered personality. Wei Shi had only made a few moves, but the student became impatient and couldn’t wait to offer his advice.

Wei Shi paid no attention to his words, which made the student both anxious and angry. He started complaining to the members of the club who were watching.

He boasted about his achievements in Go since the age of five, how many awards he had won, and his ranking.

He also criticized every move Wei Shi made, claiming that some of them were tricky and discussing how the game was going.

Wei Shi remained calm and unaffected by his remarks, but the junior student sitting across from him grew tired of it. So Wei Shi suggested having a couple of matches with the impatient and hot-tempered student.

He cunningly engaged in the game while recounting the student’s past achievements, sighing from time to time, and saying that he was only good at studying and didn’t know which competitions to participate in, so he didn’t have a rank and didn’t know his actual level.

“To be honest, I’m not very passionate about Go. If it weren’t for Zhao Ye dragging me into playing, I probably…”

Before he could finish his sentence, he exclaimed, “Oh well,” hypocritically saying, “I concede.”

It is said that after that game, the hot-tempered student was deeply shaken.

Who is Zhao Ye? He’s the youngest champion Go player in the country!

The fact that Wei Shi was able to play against someone of that caliber speaks for his own level, without the need for further explanation.

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Chapter 19: Pregnancy and Childbirth

“Where did your mind go?” Wei Shi’s words brought Shen Shuman back to reality.

She glanced at him and muttered, “I just feel that it’s a pity you’re not on the debate team.”

He was completely confused. “What debate team?”

“It’s nothing…” she replied, feeling that they were too close to each other. Moreover, he was pressing down on her, enveloping her beneath him. She subconsciously feared this sense of oppression and wanted to push him away.

But he whispered in her ear, with a hint of ambiguity, “Call your parents and tell them you’re sleeping at my place tonight.”

“Huh?” She widened her eyes.

“On the first day of our marriage registration, can you really let your newlywed husband be alone in an empty house?” Wei Shi blinked his eyes, showing a hint of anticipation and pity.

Her heart softened instantly, and helplessly she responded, “Okay.”

Wei Shi pecked her lips again before getting up, saying he would prepare dinner.

Shen Shuman hesitated for a long time but gathered her courage and called Mrs. Li. But as soon as she uttered the words, it turned into a lie about spending the night at a friend’s house.

Paper cannot wrap up fire. She had intended to be honest, but as soon as the words came out, it turned into her staying overnight at a friend’s place.

On the other end of the phone, Mrs. Li was about to lazily respond when suddenly she heard a male voice from Shen Shuman’s side, “Do you have any dietary restrictions? I’m afraid I might not cook something to your taste.”

“…You’re at a man’s place?!” Mrs. Li exclaimed in excitement, recognizing the voice as the same person who had come to see her yesterday morning.

“…” Shen Shuman was speechless and hastily hung up the phone.

She leaned forward and glared at the tall figure busy in the kitchen, playfully expressing her displeasure.

He took out the ingredients, closed the refrigerator, and turned his head to meet her accusing gaze.

He smirked, “Why have you been staring at me? Were you thinking of coming over to help but felt shy?”

“…No, not really.”

But she still found herself walking into the kitchen—it was hard for her to sit idly and wait for someone else to serve her.

She helped wash the bok choy, cutting the vibrant green leaves into small, swallowable pieces.

“Earlier, were you asking me if there’s anything I don’t like to eat?” She glanced at him. He rolled up his sleeves and tied a dark brown apron, finally exuding a hint of vitality.

“Mmm… I didn’t expect you to actually be making a phone call,” Wei Shi took a knife from the rack and started cutting the meat. “Tell me, what are your culinary preferences?”

“I’m not picky… I just don’t particularly like ginger, garlic, celery, and coriander…”

“That’s not being picky?” He chuckled softly.

“What about you?” She placed the bok choy into a colander to drain the water.

“I don’t like eating animal offal.”

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Suddenly, he glanced at her, pausing momentarily while cutting the meat. “Did you tell your parents about us?”

“Um…” Shen Shuman blushed.

In front of him, she felt like a fish or a piece of meat on a chopping board, unable to escape the most fatal blow hidden between his words.

“I did,” she lied, avoiding eye contact, her guilt evident.

“Oh? It seems Judge Shen has excellent communication skills. In such a short time, you managed to explain our situation in just a few words, and you even reassured your parents, letting them entrust you to me.”

He finished cutting the meat and placed it in a small bowl, adding some seasonings to marinate it.

…Why does his statement sound strange to her?

“When do you plan to move your things over? I’m afraid you’ll be missing something, and it won’t be convenient to live without it,” Wei Shi said softly while stir-frying the vegetables.

As the ingredients with moisture hit the hot oil in the pan, it sizzled.

Shen Shuman hadn’t fully processed the fact that they were married, so naturally, she hadn’t thought about moving her things.

With his urging, she could only muster the courage to reply, “…I’ll do it as soon as possible.”

Wei Shi’s culinary skills were surprisingly good, which surprised her. “I’ve always been curious, what is there in this world that you can’t do?”

Perhaps love was blind, but in her memory, he seemed to be capable of everything and excelled at everything.

Whether it was studying, playing Go, playing the piano, or calligraphy…

“There are many things I can’t do, such as… getting pregnant and giving birth,” he smiled, gazing at her with a playful look. It wasn’t until her face blushed and she shyly lowered her head to eat obediently that he withdrew his gaze.

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