Encroachment chapter 38 and chapter 39

Chapter 38: M*sturbating at Her Family’s Home (Part 2)

Earlier, Shen Shuman had sent a text message to Ms. Li, saying that she would bring someone back.

She unlocked the fingerprint lock and nervously called out, “Dad, Mom, I’m back…”

Li Yu, who was originally sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV, got up and walked towards the entrance. With a hint of coquetry, she said, “I thought you were going to stay at your friend’s house forever and never come back~”

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“Huh?” Mrs. Li was taken aback and suddenly remembered the missing household registration book. She asked with suspicion, “Did you two really get a certificate?!”

Hearing the commotion, Shen Yu came out of the study and immediately locked eyes with Wei Shi as soon as he entered the room.

The air momentarily froze, and Shen Shuman stiffly grinned and introduced again, “Dad, this is my husband, Wei Shi.”

“Dad,” Wei Shi maintained a composed attitude, neither humble nor overbearing.

Shen Yu remained silent for a moment before nodding slightly and responding, “Hmm.”

Mr. Shen and Mrs. Li were both open-minded people. They briefly asked Wei Shi about his basic information and family background but didn’t give him a hard time. They didn’t delve deep into how they met, dated, and got married.

As the conversation went on, Mrs. Li insisted on having Wei Shi stay for dinner, apparently accepting him as their son-in-law – a talented individual with good manners, integrity, and cleanliness, listing all the outstanding qualities one could think of, appealing to all ages and genders.

Shen Yu accompanied Mrs. Li to the kitchen, leaving Wei Shi alone in the living room. Not wanting to sit there awkwardly, he followed Shen Shuman into her room to help her tidy up.

Upon entering the room, Shen Shuman blushed, hurriedly putting away the books scattered on the bedside table and arranging them neatly in the bookshelf. Then she stuffed all the cosmetics scattered on the table into her makeup bag.

“You’re the first member of the opposite sex, aside from my dad, to enter my room,” she whispered, bustling around to organize things neatly.

She didn’t hear him speak and turned around in confusion, only to see him standing tall in front of the bookshelf, holding a thick photo album. The pink album cover featured a little fox from the animated film “Yao Ling Ah Yao Ling,” giving off a nostalgic vibe.

“Why are you messing with my stuff!” she exclaimed, rushing forward in three quick steps to snatch the album back and hugging it tightly to her chest.

“Why so nervous?” he slyly winked, “Are you secretly in love with me?”

Her face turned red instantly as he exposed her feelings, and she stammered, “Y-you’re talking nonsense!” She clutched the album tightly and took two steps back, intending to find a place to hide it.

“How am I talking nonsense?”

He moved closer, blocking her retreat, and even locked the room door.

“Nearly a third of this album is filled with my photos, and it has pictures of me from childhood to now. The angles and lighting seem like they were taken secretly… Is this considered a violation of my image rights?”

She swallowed nervously, her gaze darting from the doorknob. Trying to sound confident, she argued, “I’m not doing it for profit, and I have no intention to damage, tarnish, or defame your image, or use your image for personal attacks. So, how could it be considered a violation?”

“I see…” he nodded knowingly, feigning innocence, “So, why did you secretly take pictures of me then?”

As he spoke, he took a step forward, forcing her into a corner until she fell back on the bed.

Shen Shuman’s eyes dodged away, and her palms started sweating.

Loose lips sink ships. What was she arguing with him about just now? She only exposed her feelings more thoroughly.

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Chapter 39: M*sturbating At My Parent’s House (part 3)

As he got closer, his tall figure cast a shadow over the bright light behind her.

She didn’t want to be engulfed by his shadow, so she stubbornly moved backward, but he grabbed her legs and pulled her closer.

“Ah!” She gasped in surprise, her eyes widening, and the photo album slipped from her hands and was tossed aside.

The bedsheets wrinkled as she moved, causing folds. With her gravity unbalanced, her hands instinctively grabbed his muscular and tense arm, steadying herself.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, and she looked up at him in astonishment, suddenly realizing their rather ambiguous positions.

He knelt on the bed, his powerful hands holding her exposed thighs, causing her to slightly lift her hips and hang her legs on his body.

“Tell me, what were you secretly taking pictures of me doing?” He persistently pressed for answers, not relenting until he annoyed her.

“No! I won’t say!” Confessing something like that was too embarrassing!

Wei Shi’s intense gaze bore into her, and Shen Shuman couldn’t handle it, blushing and dropping her head.

He chuckled joyfully, and in a quick glance, he noticed their old elementary school pictures in the album.

Following his line of sight, Shen Shuman felt a moment of nostalgia.

Back in their childhood, she and Wei Shi attended the same elementary school, but she was in the first grade while he was in the second.

Determined to be in the same class as him one day, she studied diligently.

Among mischievous and unruly students, she stood out as the teacher’s most considerate, obedient, and adorable little darling.

Thanks to her efforts, the following year, she skipped a grade and moved up to the third grade. Unfortunately, Wei Shi also skipped a grade, and he went to the fourth grade.

Shuyi Elementary School had the first, second, and third grades in one building, while the fourth, fifth, and sixth grades were in the building opposite.

Her classroom and his were on the fifth floor, with windows facing each other, about 10 meters apart.

Once, she was moved to a seat near the window. The strong wind made the curtains rustle. As she was about to close the window, she coincidentally noticed he was also sitting by the window.

He suddenly turned his head, and their eyes met unexpectedly.

Their expressions conveyed a subtle message, an almost imperceptible interaction.

Her heart skipped a beat, and feeling like a timid turtle, she hid her face on the desk, avoiding his gaze.

Later on, she often propped her chin with one hand and gazed at him from the other end of the classroom.

She noticed that he never paid much attention in class; he seemed to study on his own.

He would subconsciously twirl his pen while deep in thought, creating flower-like patterns with its tip.

During breaks, people would try to talk to him, but he coldly ignored them, making him appear unapproachable.

Shen Shuman’s homeroom teacher was a teacher who valued grades above all else. She suggested that every time the seating arrangement was changed, the top ten students based on their grades could pick their seats first.

Thanks to the “wise” homeroom teacher, she became determined to excel, diligently holding onto her seat by the window.

He, on the other hand, seemed to have a telepathic connection and never had his seat changed.

Unfortunately, the good times didn’t last. During a parent-teacher meeting after the mid-term exams, the homeroom teacher talked to Ms. Li about Shen Shuman’s insistence on sitting by the window, suggesting she should persuade her to change seats, as it might affect her vision.

After that meeting, she never had the chance to exchange glances with him across the room again.

He was brilliant and always skipped grades.

Actually, she was intelligent too, but Ms. Li was afraid she might be bullied by older kids. Moreover, she didn’t want her to overburden herself with studies.

As a result, although Wei Shi was only one year older, he was four grades ahead of her.

“You’re daydreaming again.” Suddenly, Wei Shi bumped his forehead against hers, making her wince in pain, snapping back to reality.

“What are you thinking about?” he asked.

“Uh… I just suddenly remembered something from a long time ago…”

“Even after all these years, you’re still not honest,” he kissed her cheek, leaving a moist sensation.

“What do you mean, ‘not honest’? Tell me,” she couldn’t resist prying further.

“Do you think I don’t know you used to secretly watch me?” He knew everything.

In that fleeting moment of locked gazes, not only her heart raced but his as well.

So, he continued to guard that seat, until the day she left.

Upon deciphering his deep meaning, Shen Shuman was filled with unparalleled joy.

So, he had noticed her all along?!

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