Waaah, I'm being forced into loving my yandere wife's brain.

Lin Zhiyao took a while to catch her breath, then bent down to straighten her collar, her fingers still trembling.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Shen Jin turn around and walk towards the low cabinet next to the entrance, pull open a drawer, and take something out of it.

Lin Zhiyao's eyes widened in surprise when she saw what it was.

It is a camera.

It's black, the body isn't big, but the lens doesn't look cheap.

Shen Jin held the camera up to his eyes, adjusted it a few times, then walked to the center of the living room, set up the tripod, fixed the camera on it, and pointed the lens at the sofa.

"Teacher Shen..."

Lin Zhiyao's breath hitched, and her voice tightened.

She opened her watery almond-shaped eyes wide in disbelief, her voice trembling, "What...what are you doing?"

Shen Jin turned to look at her and smiled slightly.

The smile was beautiful, but Lin Zhiyao felt that something was off.

"The most important thing in training kissing skills is, of course, how you look on camera."

Shen Jin spoke slowly and deliberately, his tone matter-of-fact.

"Skills alone are not enough; on-camera performance is key. Ms. Lin should understand this."

Lin Zhiyao was stunned.

Of course she understood.

She's a photo editor, so she knows better than anyone how important it is to look good on camera.

But record it with a camera?

"You...you want to record this?"

Lin Zhiyao nervously bit her swollen lower lip.

"Um."

Shen Jin adjusted the camera angle. "Recording it and watching the playback will help us identify the problems. This is the most effective method, and it also confirms whether we look good on camera."

Lin Zhiyao bit her lip and hesitated.

"I'll watch it after I finish recording, and then I'll delete it."

Shen Jin added, looking at her, "Don't worry, Miss Lin, I won't keep it."

Lin Zhiyao hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded.

That makes sense. Anyway, I'll delete it after I read it, so there shouldn't be any problem.

"Well, okay then."

Shen Jin smiled slightly, walked over, and stood in front of her.

"Then let's continue."

Before he finished speaking, he reached out and pulled Lin Zhiyao up from the sofa.

Before Lin Zhiyao could even stand up straight, Shen Jin had already bent down, put one arm around her waist, and supported her hips with the other, lifting her up in his arms.

Lin Zhiyao gasped in surprise, instinctively clamping her legs around his waist and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Teacher Shen!"

"Don't move."

Shen Jin's voice was right next to her ear, low and soft.

He carried her a few steps, then pressed her against the wall. Lin Zhiyao shivered as her back touched the cold wall.

Shen Jin looked up at her, and their noses almost touched.

"Look at the camera," he said.

Lin Zhiyao subconsciously glanced at the camera; the black lens was pointed at them, and the red indicator light was on, showing that it was recording.

Her face flushed instantly.

My mind went completely blank.

The next second, Shen Jin kissed him.

This kiss was different from the last one.

Last time it was fierce, this time it's acrid.

As Shen Jin's lips pressed against hers, his tongue darted out, tracing the outline of her lips.

Then he took her lower lip into his mouth and gently pulled it outwards, then released it, and his lips snapped back with a soft "pop" sound.

Lin Zhiyao blushed and tightened her grip on his neck.

Shen Jin didn't give her a chance to catch her breath and kissed her again. This time the kiss was deep, his tongue entwining with hers, creating ambiguous sounds.

The way he held her left her nowhere to hide; she was suspended in mid-air, relying solely on his body for balance. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, and she could feel the muscle lines of his waist and abdomen, which were frighteningly hot even through her clothes.

Lin Zhiyao was so overwhelmed by his kisses that her mind went blank, and she could only passively endure them.

Shen Jin pulled back slightly halfway through the kiss, his lips still pressed against the corner of her lips, and whispered, "Call out."

"W-what?"

Lin Zhiyao's mind was still blank.

"You made noise when we were kissing just now, and the camera recorded it." Shen Jin's voice was low and husky, with a seductive quality. "You need to make noise now too, to keep it continuous."

Before Lin Zhiyao could react, Shen Jin kissed her again.

This time it was even more extreme than before. He kissed her while grinding her lips together, his tongue moving in and out of her mouth.

It is simulating a certain action.

Lin Zhiyao's body went limp from his kisses, and soft moans escaped her throat, sounds that even made her blush.

Shen Jin kissed her for a long time, so long that Lin Zhiyao felt like she was suffocating, before he finally pulled away.

Lin Zhiyao was panting heavily, her eyes were red and wet, her lips were swollen and moist, and she looked like she had been bullied badly. She was limp in his arms and barely had the strength to hug his neck.

Shen Jin looked at her, his gaze darkening, and then he lowered her off the wall. Lin Zhiyao's legs went weak, and she almost lost her balance, only managing to steady herself by holding onto his arm.

Shen Jin led her to the sofa.

He held her down and kissed her.

After the long kiss ended.

Shen Jin didn't say anything, turned around and walked to the camera, and stopped the recording.

"Come watch the replay," he said.

Lin Zhiyao lay motionless on the sofa, her face still flushed and her head still spinning.

"I... I think I won't watch it... You can just delete it after you watch it."

Shen Jin turned to look at her, "If you don't watch, how can you be sure I deleted it? This is for Miss Lin's own good."

Lin Zhiyao opened her mouth, but found she couldn't refute it.

Indeed, how could she know if Shen Jin had really deleted it or was just saying it if she didn't see it with her own eyes?

She walked over hesitantly and stood next to the camera.

Shen Jin pressed the play button, and the camera's flip screen began playing the footage that had just been recorded.

Lin Zhiyao only glanced at it before wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

In the scene, she was held in Shen Jin's arms and pressed against the wall, her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms around his neck, and her whole body hanging on him.

When Shen Jin kissed her, she closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled violently, her lips were slightly parted, revealing a little bit of her tongue, which intertwined with Shen Jin's.

The camera had excellent sound recording quality, capturing clearly the intimate sounds of their kiss, the soft moans escaping her throat, and Shen Jin's deep breathing.

It has an unusually astringent taste and is under maximum tension.

If they weren't the main characters in the video, and if she had just found the clip online, she probably would have been screaming in the comments section, urging them to start a fight immediately.

But now, I realize that I am the protagonist.

Lin Zhiyao's face was so hot it could fry an egg; she froze on the spot, forgetting even to breathe.

She never knew she would show that kind of expression.

In the picture, her eyes were red and moist, her cheeks were flushed, her lips were glistening from the kiss, and her eyes were unfocused and unfocused, as if she was completely immersed in the kiss.

Shen Jin stood next to her, their shoulders almost touching. He was also looking at the screen, his expression calm, as if he were watching an ordinary instructional video.

"here."

Shen Jin suddenly spoke up, pointing to the moment on the screen when she slightly tilted her head back, "The angle is wrong. Her neck is stretched too long, which makes her look too thin on camera."

Lin Zhiyao had no interest in listening to his analysis; her mind was filled with the image of herself being kissed in a messy manner.

That's so embarrassing.

She tried to look away, but her eyes seemed glued to the screen, and she couldn't look away no matter what she did.