Corruption Level!

    Lin Yi was pleasantly surprised.

    If the corruption level reached a certain point, wouldn’t he be able to do whatever he wanted without fearing these women anymore?

    [Theoretically, yes. But you’ll need to use various methods to increase your Desire Points. Once it reaches 100%, you can do as you please. However, it’s not easy. With your current abilities, conquering any woman in this world is still unrealistic.]

    “No rush. ‘When the cart reaches the mountain, there will be a path; beyond the dark willows and bright flowers lies another village.’”

    As long as the opportunity existed, he could take it step by step.

    Lin Yi smiled confidently.

    “Alright, I’ll go cook. You wait on the sofa.”

    Bai Shuang’s heartbeat quickened slightly as she watched Lin Yi’s confident smile.

    So handsome.

    So cute.

    I want to hold him in my arms and kiss him hard. 😚

    No, no…

    He’s Ya Yun’s man.

    Right now, I’m just temporarily fulfilling Ya Yun’s duties.

    As the aroma of food gradually filled the kitchen,

    it didn’t take long

    before the meal was ready.

    The living room was bathed in soft light, and several dishes were laid out on the dining table.

    A bowl of crispy fried pork, a plate of stir-fried greens, a plate of shredded pork, and a bowl of egg drop soup.

    The steamed rice was plump and glossy, looking incredibly appetizing.

    “Lin Yi, do you want me to feed you?”

    Bai Shuang placed a small bowl of rice in front of Lin Yi.

    “That won’t be necessary.”

    Lin Yi picked up a piece of crispy pork and tasted it.

    He had to admit, Bai Shuang’s cooking was top-notch. The pork was fried to perfection, with a slight saltiness that made the crispy coating flavorful.

    The pieces were also cut just right—small enough to eat in bites, making them even more enticing than larger chunks.

    Seeing Lin Yi’s expression, Bai Shuang let out a quiet sigh of relief.

    It seemed Lin Yi liked her cooking, or at least, he hadn’t given any negative feedback.

    Cooking required some positive reinforcement to motivate the cook.

    She had been learning to cook since childhood, but never had she imagined that the first person she’d cook for exclusively would be her best friend’s fiancé.

    And now, she was even temporarily taking on the role of her best friend’s wife.

    😋.

    The meal was quiet.

    This was Bai Shuang’s first time cooking for Lin Yi, and she seemed a little nervous. Lin Yi wasn’t fond of talking during meals, so the atmosphere at the table was slightly subdued.

    By the time dinner ended, it was already completely dark outside—7 PM.

    Bai Shuang washed the dishes.

    Lin Yi returned to his study.

    Compared to the living room and bedroom, the study had a simpler decor, with only the high-end ROG gaming setup and two 4K monitors that Ya Yun had bought for him adding a touch of modernity.

    [Side quest completed.]

    [Acquired “Tide-Soaring Hand.” Writing skill +2.]

    Lin Yi smirked.

    A skill combination had already formed in his mind.

    Platinum Star as a control skill, Tide-Soaring Hand as an offensive skill.

    No one could withstand that combo.

    [Tide-Soaring Hand: Consumes half of current stamina. Activating this skill produces a literal effect.]

    He had previously tested Platinum Star on Li Huayu, and the effect was overpowering—all his vital signs would freeze, yet he could still move freely. It would definitely come in handy in certain situations.

    Tide-Soaring Hand also needed testing.

    “Lin Yi, I’m going to take a shower. You lie down on the bed.”

    Bai Shuang’s voice came from the living room.

    Shower?

    Lin Yi glanced curiously toward the living room and saw his wife’s best friend gathering her clothes.

    When she had arrived home at 5 PM, she’d only brought a small suitcase—these must be her change of clothes.

    Fine.

    Lin Yi didn’t hesitate. This was also a good opportunity to test his skills.

    He returned to the bed, stripped down to his underwear, and waited calmly.

    As his stamina increased, Lin Yi’s already well-defined muscles became even more sculpted and firm.

    As Luo Tianyou had remarked earlier that afternoon, he was like a freshly steamed white bun—just one look was enough to make someone drool, itching to take a bite.

    Half an hour later.

    A snow-white figure appeared at Lin Yi’s bedroom door.

    Bai Shuang clutched her chest, her heartbeat racing, cheeks flushed, and long eyelashes glistening with moisture.

    She was wrapped in nothing but a towel.

    The pure white towel contrasted with her milky skin, her plump yet slender legs pressed tightly together, her delicate neck slightly arched. Her eyes shimmered like rippling spring water, filled with unspoken emotions.

    “…Lin Yi, are you asleep?”

    Bai Shuang called softly, watching the motionless figure on the bed.

    “No.”

    Lin Yi tilted his head and saw the snow-white Bai Shuang standing at the door.

    A faint mist still clung to her body, and she carried a pleasant fragrance, like an alluring sachet.

    Especially since she was only wrapped in a towel—there was no telling whether she was wearing anything underneath. That tantalizing uncertainty alone could add another 0.5 points to her allure.

    And looking at her like this, she exuded such a wifely charm. Was this outfit really not intentional seduction?

    Even Ya Yun rarely dressed like this.

    “Then… I’m coming in.”

    Bai Shuang took light, delicate steps into Lin Yi and Zhuang Ya Yun’s bedroom, curiously glancing around at the furnishings before slowly sitting on the edge of the bed.

    “Lin Yi, do you prefer a stronger massage or a gentler one?”

    “Massage?”

    “Yes. Isn’t it normal for a wife to massage her hardworking husband?”

    “……”

    Lin Yi was speechless.

    Such a normal statement felt abnormally out of place in this world.

    No doubt about it—Bai Shuang was definitely from the reformist faction.

    “Actually, I’ve just been at home all day, typing on a keyboard. I wouldn’t say I’m particularly tired.”

    “Hmm, is that so? But if I massage you, then you’ll have a reason to massage me later. After all, we’re practically newlyweds. We need an excuse to get physically close first, then slowly bridge the gap… before doing those things we want to do.”

    Bai Shuang’s breathing trembled slightly as her delicate white hands gently pressed against Lin Yi’s shoulders, beginning to knead slowly.

    The bedroom was dimly lit.

    As the massage continued, Bai Shuang knelt beside Lin Yi, her pink knees pressing into the mattress.

    She bit her lip, her exquisite face tinged with a faint blush. Beads of sweat formed on her slender neck, trickling down her collarbone and disappearing beneath the towel, leaving faint trails in their wake.

    Lin Yi stole a glance—the swaying towel revealed glimpses of something dazzling.

    The towel barely reached her hips, her plump thighs pressed tightly together, the soft flesh doubling the visual pleasure.

    Bai Shuang’s massage technique was truly exceptional. Under her skilled hands, the fatigue from being tormented by the women around him these past few days seemed to melt away, and drowsiness soon crept in.

    Bai Shuang carried a soothing fragrance, warm and mature, exuding the comforting aura of a wife.

    Lin Yi yawned, and the idea of testing his skills gradually faded under the ministrations of those soft, white hands.

    Nearly an hour later.

    Bai Shuang wiped the sweat from her forehead, her dark hair sticking to her skin. The blush on her cheeks hadn’t faded, and her gentle, womanly charm was on full display.

    “Lin Yi…”

    She called softly, only to realize he had already fallen asleep.

    “……”

    Guess I’ll sleep too.

    Bai Shuang gazed at Lin Yi’s peaceful sleeping face, feeling an inexplicable pang of disappointment.

    Had he really fallen asleep? Was her massage that unappealing?

    The ancient texts said the better the massage, the more excited a man would become.

    I don’t get it.

    How does Ya Yun usually do it?

    Riding on top of him? Or the traditional way, like in the books?

    So curious.

    If only there were recordings.

    Bai Shuang’s eyes suddenly lit up.

    That’s right—I can ask Ya Yun!

    What positions does Lin Yi like? What techniques? I can learn properly.

    Then next time, I’ll definitely make him happy.

    Bai Shuang stared deeply at Lin Yi, reaching out to gently caress his face.

    Her eyes seemed to drift into memories of the first time they’d met.

    ……

    When Lin Yi woke again, it was the middle of the night, and the room was pitch black.

    “……”

    “Damn it! How the hell did I fall asleep?!”

    He checked the time—11:30 PM.

    “……”

    Lin Yi sighed helplessly. Bai Shuang’s massage had been so comfortable that he’d dozed off without realizing it.

    Groping the empty space beside him, the bed was cold. He felt a little unaccustomed.

    Normally, all he had to do was reach out, and Ya Yun would curl into his arms, then kiss him while playfully pinching his cheeks.

    Where had Bai Shuang gone?

    Did she go home to sleep?

    I’ll go to the bathroom first.

    Lin Yi opened the bedroom door and saw a light on in the bathroom, casting a glow in the otherwise dark living room.

    “?!”

    Did I forget to turn it off after showering?

    Puzzled, Lin Yi walked to the bathroom door and gripped the handle, about to open it—

    Then he noticed the door was slightly ajar. Curious, he didn’t push it open immediately. Instead, he peeked through the gap.

    Bai Shuang stood by the bathroom mirror, wearing an oversized nightgown. The loose collar drooped, and when she bent slightly, her ample curves were fully exposed.

    Strands of dark hair clung to her forehead, her face still faintly flushed. Her snow-white neck and the deep blue fabric of her nightgown were damp with sweat.

    Her delicate face wore a troubled expression, as if lost in thought.

    “Sigh… I never realized Ya Yun’s body was so flexible. How can she pull off such difficult positions? Her knees can even touch her head—is the human body really that amazing? Mine’s as stiff as a rock. If I tried to touch my knees to my head, I’d have to dislocate my legs.”

    “Ya Yun really should’ve warned me. I could’ve practiced yoga for a few months first. What do I do now? Will Lin Yi look down on me?”

    “No, I have to think of a solution…”

    Muttering to herself, Bai Shuang adjusted her pajama pants, wiggled her hips, and turned with a sigh—only to bump straight into Lin Yi as she opened the bathroom door.

    “Ah! G-good evening… Lin Yi…”

    The moment she saw him, Bai Shuang’s mind went blank. She forced an awkward yet polite smile, her gaze dropping guiltily.

    Her small hands immediately flew to cover her chest, her face burning red.

    Neither spoke. The air was thick with an ambiguous tension.

    How strange.

    In this world, he could actually experience this kind of man-woman chemistry.

    For a brief moment, Lin Yi even felt a flicker of emotion—and a hint of admiration.

    Bai Shuang was so cute. She radiated such a wifely aura, yet had this innocent side to her.

    But the thought was quickly suppressed.

    Can’t let this woman get to me.

    Every woman in this world might be hiding ulterior motives. He couldn’t afford to let his guard down.

    “Sorry.”

    Lin Yi apologized first.

    He definitely hadn’t expected Bai Shuang to be here. From her perspective, him suddenly appearing at the bathroom door might seem like peeping.

    Bai Shuang gave a shy smile and stepped out of the bathroom—but then immediately pushed Lin Yi into it.

    “Lin Yi, do you need to use the toilet? Let me help you… It’s my duty anyway. From now on, just say the word, and I’ll come right away…”

    Her voice was soft and sticky, instantly filling the small bathroom with a pink, intimate atmosphere.

    “Huh?”

    Help me?

    Lin Yi’s eyes widened.

    Bai Shuang knelt down, and the swaying of her collar instantly became impossible to ignore.

    “Don’t… be afraid.”

    It was unclear who she was reassuring as she murmured under her breath, her red lips parting slightly as she reached for Lin Yi’s waistband.

    “Wait, what are you—?”

    Lin Yi grabbed her wrist, utterly bewildered.

    “Hm? Doing what’s proper. A wife helping her husband—isn’t that natural?”

    Bai Shuang looked confused.

    The ancient texts had clearly stated:

    A wife must assist her husband with excretion.

    “Leave it to me.”

    Bai Shuang stubbornly pried his hand away.

    Lin Yi suddenly felt years younger, completely at the mercy of Bai Shuang’s overwhelming wifely aura.

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