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Luo Mingjing was anxious all day, but his mother-in-law didn’t show up. Shi Min, on the other hand, was calmly lounging on the sofa, sipping chicken soup, sampling snacks, and watching Luo Mingjing with a leisurely air, as if she had already entered a relaxed retirement.
After dinner, Luo Mingjing mustered up the courage to ask the crucial question: “Are you staying the night?”
“Mm,” Shi Min nodded.
Luo Mingjing looked troubled. “But... I don’t have anywhere for you to stay here.”
Shi Min looked at him and smiled without a word.
If she was staying the night, where else could she sleep? Only in his bed.
Because the shop was small, Luo Mingjing’s bed wasn’t big. It was a small, square bed he had put together himself, and two people sleeping in it would definitely have to be pressed tightly against each other.
Shi Min pointed to his ear and slowly said, “Your ears are red. Are you shy? I can’t wait.”
Her tone was playful.
“...No way?” In comparison, Luo Mingjing was startled to find himself acting like a virtuous woman being teased, prim and proper and afraid of being taken advantage of by a scoundrel.
“Live-in girlfriend,” Shi Min pointed to herself, then to Luo Mingjing. “You’re my boyfriend. It’s very normal.”
“I only have one blanket here...”
“Even better.”
“I thought you...” Luo Mingjing said, “I thought you wouldn’t be serious.”
The Shi Min he knew was driven more by simple possessiveness and desire for control. So, even on that day, when she announced they were in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, Luo Mingjing didn’t take it seriously, only seeing her words as a declaration of ownership. After all, she hadn’t made any further moves or demands.
Sometimes, Luo Mingjing had the mistaken impression that she was very naive, like a young girl, and he was living inside a glass ball she held. She just watched, looking at him through the glass.
“You are mine.”
After saying such words, she began to boldly decorate her glass ball, adding furniture and tools to his studio.
Sometimes, when the mood struck her, she would shake the glass ball, making snowflakes fall, then say, “How beautiful, I really want to live inside the glass ball with you.”
The sense of a false fairy tale, like being encased in glass, that Shi Min brought him was very strange, but using the phrase “unrealistic fairy tale” to describe their current relationship was incredibly apt.
Luo Mingjing took a deep breath and buried his head in his hands.
Shi Min was implying to him that the fairy tale was about to end, and perhaps tonight, they would enter the adult world.
Although Luo Mingjing was prepared, he still couldn’t accept it.
Our relationship hasn’t reached this point yet, he thought.
Shi Min gave him time to think, but not much. Soon, she said, “Go wash up and sleep.”
The smile in her eyes was very direct, carrying a dominant, conquering air. She leisurely observed Luo Mingjing’s predicament, like a cat, mercifully giving its prey a little time to express itself before indulging.
Of course, she wouldn’t consider whether he accepted or refused; when it was time to eat, she would unhesitatingly bare her fangs.
Hunter and prey.
The cat and the mouse in her palm.
Shi Min and Luo Mingjing.
Luo Mingjing felt it; his mind went blank.
“Ahem... the bathroom is small, no water heater,” Luo Mingjing made a last-ditch effort. “There’s a budget hotel nearby. If you can accept that, let’s stay in a hotel tonight...”
Shi Min said, “Cold showers are good for your health.”
Luo Mingjing, desperate, threw out his trump card: “Your mom... she might come looking, right?”
“They won’t land until eleven tonight,” Shi Min said. “Even if she insists on shamelessly showing up, it’ll be after midnight. It won’t interfere with sleeping.”
Luo Mingjing had nothing more to say and got up to tidy the inner room.
Shi Min, indeed impervious to the cold, calmly took a shower, blow-dried her hair, and stood at the doorway wrapped in a bath towel, watching Luo Mingjing lay out sheets and change duvet covers.
Luo Mingjing still hadn’t given up, preparing a few thin blankets, planning one last negotiation: “I can sleep on the sofa.”
Seeing him holding the blankets and speaking to her in a soft, almost aggrieved and pitiful tone, Shi Min was even happier.
“It’s warmer on the bed.”
“...The sofa isn’t cold either.”
“You’re warm,” Shi Min said. “I need a warm bed.”
After a moment of silence, Luo Mingjing gave up.
“Come on, come on,” he said. “I get it, you just want to sleep with me. Go ahead, sleep, come on...”
The young lady had made her request; for him, a grown man, to keep squirming and making excuses would be too shameless.
Luo Mingjing shakily took a shower. When he came out, he saw Shi Min hadn’t gotten into bed yet. Instead, she had changed into pajamas and was leaning against the bed, reading.
Her suitcase was wide open; Luo Mingjing didn’t deliberately look at what was inside.
“Come to bed, don’t just stand there.” Shi Min patted the empty space next to her.
Luo Mingjing was startled and asked, “I sleep on the inside?”
“Mm, come.”
Luo Mingjing, neatly dressed in pajamas, sighed softly and rolled into bed, instinctively pressing himself against the wall.
Then, he realized he had made a mistake.
By sleeping against the wall on the inside, he had completely surrendered the initiative to Shi Min, with nowhere to retreat.
As expected, his fears were not unfounded.
Shi Min slowly rolled up her sleeves, a gesture strikingly similar to a chef preparing to handle meat on a cutting board. She leaned over, slowly licking Luo Mingjing’s lips, a quick kiss, then she pulled away, smiling contentedly. “Very good.”
Luo Mingjing was a little dazed. When Shi Min pulled the blanket over and firmly grabbed his wrist, he instinctively retaliated, but his movement was cut short, and Shi Min pinned him down.
Soon, almost instantly, both parties completed a round of sparring.
Both were a little surprised by the other’s reaction.
Luo Mingjing was pressed against the wall by Shi Min, his hands cuffed behind him. Despite this, he still naively expressed his admiration: “Huh? You... you learned this?”
“At first glance, you look like you learned it too,” Shi Min chuckled. “I dabble in a bit of everything. Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, which I learned from my uncle, is what I’m best at.”
She didn’t release Luo Mingjing. Instead, she pulled a belt from her suitcase.
When something like a belt was fastened around his wrists, Luo Mingjing was stunned.
“Shi Min! Sis, sis... please don’t have any strange fetishes... I don’t do that...”
Shi Min said, “I’m afraid you won’t cooperate.”
People with a strong desire to dominate are the same in bed.
Shi Min tightened the belt, click, securing the buckle. Finally, she began to savor her grand meal.
She gently pressed Luo Mingjing’s shoulders and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. Luo Mingjing frowned slightly, finally understanding why she had restrained his movements.
With his hands bound, he couldn’t stop her actions; he could only lie there, waiting to be “slaughtered.”
As she unbuttoned, her fingertips lightly brushed his chest, tracing down his “mermaid lines” (V-cut abs), all the way down, admiring his expression.
Luo Mingjing closed his eyes and whispered, “...I’ve always thought you were strange.”
“Strange how?”
“...I thought you wouldn’t make a move until the feelings were deeper.”
“What do you think love at first sight is?” Shi Min said matter-of-factly, “It’s desire. I’m not a teenage girl still fantasizing about platonic, innocent love.”
She peeled open Luo Mingjing’s shirt and chuckled, “I wanted to say earlier, why are you still wearing clothes? You’re always so dishonest... If it weren’t for me, when would you ever reveal your true thoughts?”
Luo Mingjing buried his face in the pillow, his brows tightly furrowed. When Shi Min indeed didn’t stop, continuing her descent and touching the most sensitive area, Luo Mingjing trembled and struggled slightly, trying to pull away.
“Sis, sister... Ms. Shi, Ms. Shi, please... don’t...”
Shi Min looked at his reaction curiously. Suddenly, she seemed to understand. She held him down, turned his face, and asked, “How many girlfriends have you had?”
“...Many,” Luo Mingjing mumbled after a long silence.
Shi Min sneered, her fingers tightening. Luo Mingjing instantly curled up, begging, “Joey Wong, Chingmy Yau, Brigitte Lin, Rosamund Kwan... I know I was wrong, stop, stop.”
Shi Min’s expression was inscrutable.
Luo Mingjing let out a self-deprecating laugh, panting slightly as he said, “None.”
“...First love?”
“...Though it’s embarrassing to admit,” Luo Mingjing said, “None.”
“Do you have a hidden ailment?” Shi Min lowered her eyes, considering whether to take off his pajama bottoms. Luo Mingjing noticed her focus and felt a sudden chill. “Normal! Everything’s normal...”
Shi Min didn’t believe him at all: “No one ever confessed to you?”
“...I seem to remember some, perhaps,” Luo Mingjing said. “But it’s hard to say if they were for me. No one confessed face-to-face; I only vaguely heard classmates talking about it. When I... when I was in school, I didn’t have the energy to think about these things. Even student romances take a lot of energy and time. My mom... her health wasn’t good, and her mental state was unstable. The situation at home was complicated, so I couldn’t spare the energy to think about romance.”
“All the way until now?” Shi Min found it hard to understand. “I thought you’d at least understand a little bit.”
Luo Mingjing laughed into the pillow.
Then, he seriously asked, “You really don’t have any special fetishes?”
“No,” Shi Min smiled mysteriously.
She leaned down and gave Luo Mingjing a deep kiss. Then, she smiled, lifted her head, and squinted, saying, “Men are so easily aroused.”
She put Luo Mingjing’s clothes back on, enjoying his dazed expression as he floated in the heat. Then she said, “Do you remember I said I was going to punish you?”
Luo Mingjing didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “Don’t tell me it’s the kind of punishment I’m thinking of...”
“You got it.”
Shi Min slowly took off her pajamas. Seeing Luo Mingjing’s eyes deepen, a flickering flame of desire igniting within them, she lightly kissed his forehead and said, “Good night.”
Lights out, time to sleep.
Shi Min took half the blanket and pressed her body tightly against his, giggling.
Luo Mingjing nearly cried. He couldn’t move, nor dared to. Right in front of him was President Shi’s soft body, and he was struggling in a raging inferno, sweat drenching the hair on his forehead.
In the darkness, Luo Mingjing’s gasping didn’t stop. Shi Min smiled, listening to his soft, muffled breaths in her ear, as if appreciating a beautiful piece of music.
Luo Mingjing said, “Shi Min... I’m completely convinced...”
The CEO didn’t “eat” him; instead, she aroused him and then went to sleep herself.
Finally, in the middle of the night, Luo Mingjing calmed down. He was too tired, covered in sweat, sinking into the bed, half-asleep.
However, in this hazy state, there was a violent knocking on the door and a woman’s piercing shout: “Shi Min! Shi Min, open the door! I know you’re in there! You have the guts to run away from home, do you have the guts to open the door?! You’re going to give Mom a heart attack! Open the door! Open the door!!”
Luo Mingjing opened his eyes, his face filled with terror.
It’s over, about to be caught red-handed!
In the darkness, Shi Min sat up, unbound him, and whispered, “It’s okay, don’t panic.”
She unhurriedly got dressed, then leaned back, supporting herself on the bed, looking down at Luo Mingjing. She smiled, quickly kissed him, and turned on the light.
Shi Min, fully dressed, sat down and massaged his wrists, saying softly, “No rush, take your time getting dressed.”
“Your mom?”
“Mm.”
The glass door was almost shattered by Shi Min’s mother, but she still didn’t stop: “Shi Min, I saw the light on! Come out! I know you’re in there! Don’t hide!”
Shi Min sighed, picked up her phone, turned it on, and called Shi Chu first.
Shi Chu answered lazily, “Hello?”
“Since you gave them the address, why didn’t you tell them he’s a man?!”
Shi Chu burst into a long, satisfying laugh like a madman, then slowly said, “After all, seeing is believing. It’s better for Mom to see it with her own eyes... What? Did I ruin your fun?”
“Get lost!”
Shi Min threw her phone and went to open the door.
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