ENC 63-64

Chapter 63: Not a Drop Missed 

Shen Shuman tidied up her appearance and headed to the dining hall for breakfast.

Wei Shi sat on her left, suddenly lifting his gaze to look at her.

In his memory, he rarely saw her dressed so formally.

The last time he saw her in formal attire was during her undergraduate graduation photo shoot.

On that day, she wore a white shirt with a red tie, a black knee-length pencil skirt, paired with black high heels, and draped in a loose and heavy bachelor’s gown.

She had applied delicate and elegant nude makeup, which surprisingly remained intact despite the torment of the scorching summer, giving her a clean and refreshing look.

Standing among the crowd, facing the camera, she had a faint smile on her lips, dignified and graceful, tall and elegant, standing out from the crowd.

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That’s why he was so deeply in love with her.

After breakfast, Wei Shi drove her to the courthouse.

Shen Shuman thought he would drive the flashy Maserati, but to her surprise, he had a relatively low-key white BMW.

He didn’t miss the disappointment and astonishment on her face and teased, “You wanted to ride the Maserati to the courthouse?”

“How is that possible?” She fastened her seatbelt. “That navy blue is too flamboyant… I really didn’t expect you to like that kind of style.”

She thought he suited the quiet and peaceful white, whether it’s a white shirt or a white coat, it had a special charm on him –

Like a god descending from the clear moonlight, with the grace of rosy clouds and the return of the flowing wind and snow.

“I’m not as monotonous as you imagine,” Wei Shi chuckled.

He didn’t like monotony, nor did he like others assuming he should belong to a certain category.

People are complex, and so was he.

“Should I get a car too?” Shen Shuman suddenly muttered.

Wei Shi glanced at her. “Did you get your driver’s license?”

“I got it a long time ago, I just haven’t touched the steering wheel for too long… I wonder how rusty my driving skills have become.”

She used to ride a bicycle when she was studying at Suming University.

Later, when she started working in Songxi City, she didn’t have many close friends there. After work, she didn’t feel like socializing with colleagues too much. So, she often walked alone back to the single apartment she rented near the courthouse.

It wasn’t until she returned to Huan City that she thought she should buy a car for future travels.

“If it’s rusty, I’ll teach you,” Wei Shi said.

Upon hearing this, Shen Shuman suddenly remembered the events of last night, the “all-inclusive teaching,” and a rush of warmth surged in her private area, seeping into the sanitary pad.

Menstrual period… She leaned on the car window, supporting her forehead with her hand, a faint hint of regret flashing across her face. “I’m not pregnant…”

Of course, she wouldn’t be pregnant. Not to mention the first night, in the following two nights, he conscientiously wore a raincoat.

“Do you want children?” As they approached the courthouse gate, Wei Shi turned on the right turn signal, slowing down and pulling over.

Shen Shuman nodded shyly, “We’re at that age…”

He parked the car, leaned towards her, unfastening her seatbelt while whispering in her ear, “Since that’s the case, next time, I’ll make sure not to miss a single drop inside.”

At his words, her ears quickly turned red.

She pushed him teasingly, scolding him as a “rascal,” then opened the car door, ready to get out.

Wei Shi quickly grabbed her hand, handed her a bottle of milk, and gently reminded her, “Remember to warm it before drinking.”

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Chapter 64: Adult Film 

Due to the visit of Aunt Flo, Wei Shi and Shen Shuman slept in a simple manner for the next few days.

To be honest, compared to passionate lovemaking, the intimacy of sleeping chest to chest, embracing each other, brought her a sense of tranquility and tenderness.

Since their marriage, Wei Shi had treated her exceptionally well, almost everything going according to her wishes. Although during this time, influenced by her menstrual cycle, she felt more sensitive, and her mood was easily low. However, their daily interactions were relaxed and pleasant.

She used to wonder if their hasty marriage was too impulsive. Now it seemed like unnecessary worry.

They were clearly compatible—sharing the same values and interests. Wei Shi was talkative, whether it was about books, movies, or news, he always found topics to discuss with her, appreciating each other’s opinions. Occasionally, they played a couple of rounds of chess, even though she consistently ranked lower.

But thinking that Wei Shi was a formidable opponent to Zhao Ye, she felt that, rounding it off, she was almost equivalent to a ninth dan…

Harmonious music, betting on books, and pouring tea.

The days with him made her doubt if this was a dream.

During a game of chess, Shen Shuman curiously asked him how he met Zhao Ye.

Wei Shi confessed that in his third year of junior high, he had a good relationship with a classmate named Zhao Xin. Coincidentally, Zhao Xin lived in the Comfortable Community, and he would occasionally invite him to his home. Through this, Wei Shi became acquainted with his brother, Zhao Ye.

At that time, Wei Shi wasn’t particularly interested in Go, but due to his good compatibility with Zhao Ye, he gradually developed some interest in the game.

When he asked Shen Shuman why she was interested in Go, her heart skipped a few beats, hesitating to reveal the reason. Well, despite being a high-achieving student at Suming University, she unabashedly admitted that she was a hopeless romantic.

She heard that Wei Shi was once a member of the school’s Go club and occasionally went to guide the members. In order to be closer to him, she, a rookie who knew nothing, joined the club in a somewhat absent-minded manner.

Unfortunately, Wei Shi was annoyed by her at that time. Although he knew she was a member of the Go club, he never had close contact with her, at most wandering around her.

It was truly a regrettable coincidence.

That night, Wei Shi urged Shen Shuman to take a bath early, saying that he had something interesting to share with her. Thinking it was another interesting movie like the past few days, she didn’t put up any defenses and obediently went to take a shower.

When she came out of the bathroom, she saw that Wei Shi had already prepared the movie. He was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with a towel wrapped around him.

Perhaps the towel was just brought back from the balcony and hadn’t been folded properly.

Thinking like this, Shen Shuman didn’t realize that it was specially prepared by Wei Shi—

To prevent her from wetting the sheets and having an uncomfortable sleep.

She climbed onto the bed, sitting beside him, legs crossed, looking to the side, with a straight posture and a ladylike demeanor.

“What movie is this?” she asked.

Wei Shi glanced at her with those moist peach blossom eyes, mysteriously saying, “You’ll know when you watch it.”

“Keeping me in suspense,” she pouted, taking off her dry cap and placing it on the bedside table. She ran her fingers through her hair, letting the slightly damp hair naturally dry.

Wei Shi pressed the play button on the remote control, and the movie started playing.

It was an old film.

The filter was yellowish and ambiguous, filled with densely packed traditional characters. The writing went from right to left, from top to bottom, resembling an ancient book.

She could vaguely make out words like “deer antler handle,” “life gate,” and “obscene fluid.”

The opening song was hauntingly eerie, occasionally accompanied by seductive and ethereal moans.

When she saw the large characters “Enchanting Fox of Drunken Flower Yin” appear on the screen, Shen Shuman awkwardly swallowed her saliva, sensing that something was amiss.

Indeed, a red veil lightly floated from the right side of the screen, entwining around those characters. With a pull, the words disappeared.

The screen went black, and a face that resembled both a human and a fox, covered in dark red fur, suddenly flashed, revealing a grotesque expression with bared teeth. Shen Shuman was startled, and she screamed, “Ah!”

Wei Shi wasn’t scared by the scene but was surprised by her exaggerated reaction. He quickly covered her mouth and said, “It’s late at night, aren’t you afraid of disturbing the neighbors?”

Shen Shuman smelled the fragrance of his shower gel on his hand, mixed with his warmth.

She pushed his hand away, “I’m timid, I don’t want to watch this!”

“It’s not scary, really,” he insisted earnestly.

Shen Shuman pouted, not believing him entirely, but seeing his seemingly sincere attitude, she decided to give it a try.

A soft moan echoed in the room.

Following the sound, Shen Shuman saw an endless darkness suddenly illuminated by a cold white light from above, accompanied by several delicate and translucent white veils hanging down, creating a dreamy scene.

The white veils danced in the wind, revealing the intertwined and naked bodies behind them.

It was a man and a woman. The person on top vigorously moved their hips, while the woman below clung to the person, her limbs entwined. Her head tilted back, disheveled hair scattered, and her slender neck curved like it could break at any moment.

This scene… they were clearly engaging in lovemaking!

“An adult film?!” Shen Shuman looked at Wei Shi in astonishment. He actually brought her to watch this?!