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

Lin Zhiyao's eyes widened.

He would stop every time before.

She thought it would be the same this time.

"Ms. Shen, I'm not ready yet..."

"You'll never be ready."

Shen Jin interrupted her, pressing his thumb against her lower lip and gently rubbing it. "That's why I'm here."

He kissed her, silencing any words of refusal she might have.

This kiss was different from any of the previous ones.

It was not a test, nor guidance, but rampant plunder and devastation.

He pressed Lin Zhiyao's hands above her head, their fingers intertwined. He used his knee to pry open her legs and pressed his body down on her.

She could feel that his body temperature was frighteningly high; his skin was so hot that she wanted to hide, but there was nowhere to hide.

"Shen Jin..."

Lin Zhiyao didn't call out "teacher" for the first time; she was so scared that her throat tightened and her body trembled slightly.

Shen Jin paused for a moment, then looked up at her.

"Say it again." Shen Jin's eyes were extremely low, as if a black flame was burning inside.

Lin Zhiyao's lips trembled, and her eyes reddened, "Shen Jin..."

Shen Jin lowered his head and gently kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but his actions were ruthless.

"Ugh—"

He swallowed Lin Zhiyao's voice, tears streaming down her face as she gripped his shoulder tightly, her nails digging into his flesh.

Shen Jin pressed his forehead against hers, breathing heavily, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

"Does it hurt?" Shen Jin asked.

Lin Zhiyao nodded, tears streaming down her face.

Shen Jin kissed her eyes, the tip of her nose, and the corner of her mouth.

"Bear with it, Yao Yao."

………………

………………

Lin Zhiyao felt like her body no longer belonged to her.

All of Shen Jin's senses were occupied.

Lin Zhiyao quickly lost her voice, only able to utter broken, soft sobs, her fingers gripping the bedsheet until her knuckles turned white.

The light filtering through the curtains changed from white to gold, and then from gold to orange.

Lin Zhiyao didn't know how many times she had been tossed and turned.

She fainted once, only to be awakened by that unfamiliar feeling.

The persistent, maddening heat.

Lin Zhiyao looked down and discovered ( ).

A muscular arm lay across her lower abdomen, gently stroking her bloated belly.

Lin Zhiyao looked up in a panic and saw Shen Jin holding her sideways, his gaze tracing her features with a smile.

That smile was beautiful, but Lin Zhiyao thought he was a devil.

"woke up?"

Shen Jin's voice was low and hoarse.

I teased her on purpose.

Lin Zhiyao clutched the bedsheet and sobbed, her hands supporting her chest, her voice soft and hoarse, "I...I can't eat anymore...I really can't eat anymore..."

Shen Jin lowered his head and kissed her, swallowing her sobs, without stopping.

"Eat a little more," Shen Jin said, his voice barely touching her lips. "Just one last time."

"You said it last time too..."

"This time it's for real."

not true.

Lin Zhiyao was violated twice more, and fainted once and a half times.

The second time, she wasn't completely unconscious; she was awakened by Shen Jin in a special way while in a semi-conscious state.

Speak plainly.

It was woken up by *.

Lin Zhiyao cried and called him a liar, but Shen Jin laughed and pulled her close.

Then*

Lin Zhiyao couldn't even finish a sentence.

She could only hug his neck, bury her face in his shoulder, and sob.

It was completely dark outside the curtains.

When Shen Jin finally stopped, Lin Zhiyao felt as if she had been run over by a truck, her body was broken apart, and she didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

Shen Jin picked her up and carried her into the bathroom.

Hot water poured over her body, and Lin Zhiyao leaned against him, half-asleep, unable to open her eyes.

When Shen Jin was washing her, she felt his hands linger for a long time.

I don't know if they're washing.

Or maybe they just don't want to pull out.