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

Lin Zhiyao held her breath.

"Intimate scenes are not just about kissing."

Shen Jin's voice was deep, mixed with the steam from the hot spring, "Physical contact should be natural and relaxed, so that the audience in front of the camera feels that we are very close, very familiar, and very in love."

His fingers slid from Lin Zhiyao's collarbone to her shoulder, then down her arm, finally grasping her hand, interlocking their fingers, pressing it against his chest, and gently stroking it with Lin Zhiyao's hand.

"Like this."

Lin Zhiyao's eyelashes trembled violently. "Teacher Shen, I—"

Shen Jin didn't give her a chance to finish speaking, and lowered his head to kiss her.

The hot spring steam made his lips feel hotter and smoother than usual.

When Shen Jin's tongue probed in, it carried the faint, unique taste of hot spring water, mixed with his own minty scent, creating a strange, dizzying, and humid heat.

Shen Jin kissed her slowly but deeply, his tongue entwining with her soft little tongue, stirring it little by little.

Lin Zhiyao was kissed so hard that she leaned back, her back pressed against the pool wall. The cool stone against her warm skin sent a shiver through her body.

Shen Jin's hand moved up from her waist, his fingertips slowly tracing the openwork on her back, gradually touching the edge of her swimsuit, stopping there, and gently stroking it with his thumb, finding the location of her ribs.

Lin Zhiyao's breathing became erratic, her face burned, and she didn't know where to put her hands. In the end, she grabbed his arm that was resting on the edge of the pool.

Shen Jin's lips moved away from hers, kissed along her jawline to her earlobe, and then gently bit it.

Lin Zhiyao trembled and let out a soft groan, her fingers gripping his hair tightly.

"Good girl," Shen Jin whispered in Lin Zhiyao's ear.

Lin Zhiyao loosened her grip, her fingers sliding down his hair to tighten her hold on his shoulder.

Shen Jin's hand moved from her waist to her back, his fingertips hooking the strap of her swimsuit and giving it a gentle tug.

The straps loosened, and a piece of fabric hung down.

Lin Zhiyao was startled and instinctively tried to block him, but Shen Jin blocked her with his arm and pressed his palm against her skin.

"Teacher Shen..."

Lin Zhiyao's voice trembled, and her eyes were already red, "No..."

Shen Jin looked up at her.

Lust surged in those fox-like eyes, but his movements froze.

"Fear?"

Shen Jin lifted his long, straight eyelashes and asked.

Lin Zhiyao bit her lower lip and nodded.

Shen Jin looked at her, remained silent for two seconds, and then lowered his head to kiss the corner of her eye.

"Relax," Shen Jin softened his tone, "I won't hurt you."

His fingers didn't go any further down, but they didn't come out either; they just stayed there, the fingertips covered in calluses, sending a tingling sensation through the skin as they brushed against it.

Lin Zhiyao's tension gradually eased, but her heart was still beating incredibly fast.

Shen Jin kissed him again.

This time he was gentler than before, as if he were comforting her.

His lips gently touched hers, slowly grinding against hers, while his tongue cautiously probed inside, entwining with hers.

Lin Zhiyao felt dizzy from his kisses and instinctively leaned into his arms.

With the steam rising and the heat of the hot spring combined with Shen Jin's body temperature, Lin Zhiyao felt like she was about to melt.

Shen Jin's kiss moved from Lin Zhiyao's lips to her neck, and he gently sucked on the skin on the side of her neck, leaving a faint red mark.

Lin Zhiyao let out a muffled groan and gripped his arm tightly with her fingers.

His fingers unhooked the thin strap on the other side of the swimsuit, and the fabric came loose completely, floating on the water.

Lin Zhiyao felt a chill on her chest and looked down to see that her swimsuit had been mostly unbuttoned, revealing a large area of ​​skin.

Her face flushed red as she reached out to grab him, but Shen Jin had his arm around her waist, and she couldn't reach him at all.

"Teacher Shen—"

Lin Zhiyao's almond-shaped eyes welled up with tears, and she bit her lip, on the verge of crying.

"Shhh."

Shen Jin turned her around so that she had her back against him, and kissed the back of her neck from behind.

His lips kissed down the spine, stopping at the butterfly bones revealed by the see-through swimsuit, and then he gently licked them with the tip of his tongue.

Lin Zhiyao trembled and went limp in his arms.

Shen Jin moved his hand from her waist to the front, his palm resting on her slightly undulating abdomen, his thumb gently circling below her navel.

Lin Zhiyao's breathing became more and more rapid, her chest heaving violently, and a strange heat rose deep within her body, making her both afraid and... unable to describe the feeling.

Shen Jin's lips brushed against her earlobe, his voice so low it seemed to roll from his throat: "How does it feel?"

Lin Zhiyao was speechless and could only shake her head.

"What does shaking your head mean?" Shen Jin asked, his finger slowly moving down her lower abdomen a little. "Are you uncomfortable?"

Lin Zhiyao shook her head again.

"That's comfort."

Shen Jin's voice was tinged with laughter. His fingers stopped at the very bottom of her abdomen and didn't move forward. He just pressed there, the heat from his palm seeping through her skin, making her lower back feel weak.

Lin Zhiyao bit her lower lip, not daring to make a sound.

The steam from the hot spring made her head feel dizzy. With Shen Jin's arms around her from behind, she felt as if she were soaking in warm water or being roasted by fire, turning her thoughts into a jumbled mess.

Shen Jin kissed her from behind for a long time, from the back of her neck to her shoulders, and from her shoulders to her earlobes. The kisses were slow and delicate, as if he were treating something very precious.

His hand never made any further movement, but just the position and the temperature were enough to make Lin Zhiyao feel weak all over and her mind go blank.

Lin Zhiyao felt weak all over and her head was spinning. The hot spring water made her feel numb all over, and she didn't even have the strength to think.

She didn't know when Shen Jin pulled her out of the water.

She didn't know when she was carried through the corridor, up the stairs, and into the bedroom.

Lin Zhiyao only managed to regain some consciousness when her back touched the soft sheets.

She opened her eyes and saw Shen Jin supporting her above her, his hair still dripping wet. Water droplets landed on her chest, cool and making her flinch.

Shen Jin's eyes were deep, and her face was reflected in his pupils.

Lin Zhiyao suddenly realized that this time was different from before.

In the past, no matter how intimate or deep the kisses were, he would always stop, back away, and say, "That's enough for today."

But he didn't say anything today.

Lin Zhiyao's breathing quickened. She braced herself against his chest, her voice trembling, "Teacher Shen, we...we shouldn't..."

Shen Jin looked at her, a slight smile curving his lips. The smile was beautiful, but Lin Zhiyao felt something was off.

"What is it?" he asked, his voice low and hoarse.

"It's just... there wasn't any practice before..."

Lin Zhiyao couldn't continue speaking; her face was so red it looked like it could bleed.

Shen Jin lowered his head, his nose brushing against hers. "Not to the very end?"

Lin Zhiyao nodded frantically.

"Then today," Shen Jin's lips brushed against the corner of her lips, his voice as soft as if coaxing a child, "we'll practice until the very last step."