94: Chapter 94 Divine Skills of the Bedroom, First Inspection

Yang Mi asked: "Hubby, do you think I should accept it?"

Lin Chen replied casually: "Accept it. Why turn down free money?"

Yang Mi was a bit worried: "I'm just afraid Chief Director Zhang Zhiquan will make things difficult for you later. Our family isn't short of this little bit of money."

Lin Chen smiled nonchalantly: "It's fine, just accept it. Chief Director Zhang Zhiquan is actually quite reasonable. If nothing else, I'll just put in more effort on the show to make up for it. It's just a small matter."

"Alright, I'll listen to my hubby. Hehe, my hubby is still the best. Others are working their lives off to make money, while my hubby doesn't even care when people are shoving money into his arms."

Lin Chen teased: "What do I have to fear? My wife is rich. It's obvious I'm just living off a woman."

Yang Mi giggled until she was shaking, and only after laughing enough did she get to the point: "Tell you some happy news, Reba and I are coming back to the capital the day after tomorrow. Happy?"

Lin Chen asked: "Has filming wrapped up?"

"Not yet, but taking a day off is no problem. Just be a good boy at home, wash up, and wait for us."

"Okay!"

After hanging up, a look of anticipation appeared on Lin Chen's calm face.

The women were coming back, and he could finally test out how powerful his newly comprehended max-level Bedchamber Arts really were in person.

It was the first time he had been so impatient to test a skill.

After all, this skill was perfectly suited to a man's taste.

He hadn't walked two steps when his phone lit up again; it was Dilraba.

The little girl was also calling to talk about returning to the capital the day after tomorrow.

The two chatted on the phone for a long time, only hanging up when it was time for security checks.

"Teacher Lin, Yaya, Yue Yunpeng, have a safe trip! See you after the break!" Lei Jiayin had the latest flight, so he stayed behind to wave them off.

Once on the plane, the three of them found their seats according to their tickets.

Lin Chen sat next to Yue Yunpeng, with Lin Chen in the aisle seat and Yue Yunpeng by the window.

Tong Liya's seat was in the row behind.

No sooner had the two sat down than Tong Liya walked over, her fair arms resting on the back of Lin Chen's chair. She didn't say a word, just stared coldly at Yue Yunpeng.

Yue Yunpeng felt his hair stand on end from the stare and scratched his head with a dry laugh: "No... Teacher's wife, please don't look at me like that. It's not really appropriate. Teacher Lin is still sitting right here, and I'm a married man. Doing this is against common sense and it's immoral."

"Cut the crap, get lost!" Tong Liya scolded him sharply, "Don't you know where you're supposed to sit? You have no sense of observation at all. I really should have my husband disown you."

"Ouch, my fault, my fault, a mistake. Please, take a seat, Teacher's wife."

Yue Yunpeng quickly got up and even took a kick from Tong Liya as he passed by.

Tong Liya immediately sat down next to Lin Chen, her body softening as she firmly hugged his arm, pressing her palm-sized face directly against his shoulder.

Lin Chen twisted his arm, wanting to pull it away, but Tong Liya not only didn't let go, she pressed her full chest forcefully against him, holding on tightly.

She was filled with sour jealousy and felt incredibly aggrieved.

The favoritism was extreme! Everyone is your woman, so why is the treatment so different?

Tong Liya spent the whole way cursing Lin Chen in her heart. Every few sentences she would look up at him, and seeing the man with his eyes closed resting without any reaction, she felt slightly more balanced.

The flight from Manzhouli back to the capital took less than two hours.

After getting off the plane, Tong Liya's private car was already waiting outside. After parting ways with Yue Yunpeng, the two took the nanny van straight home.

At 5:20 PM, they entered the house. The luxurious villa of several hundred square meters was empty. With just the two of them, it felt exceptionally desolate.

"The fridge is probably empty. Order takeout for dinner yourself."

As soon as he entered the living room, Lin Chen gave instructions and pulled his suitcase straight to his bedroom.

Tong Liya glared at his back, stomping her feet in anger. She walked upstairs in her high heels, huffing and puffing, and almost tripped and fell flat on her face.

"You heartless bastard! You dead block of wood!"

She cursed through gritted teeth as she returned to her room. Kicking her suitcase to the side, she sat down in front of her vanity and breathed heavily.

After sulking for over ten minutes, Tong Liya suddenly stood up and yanked open the leftmost wardrobe. These rows were all filled with lingerie.

She scanned them and pulled out a pure black hollowed-out sheer lingerie set. The fabric was pitifully scarce; a few straps paired with transparent mesh, wearing it was more seductive than wearing nothing at all.

She held it up to compare it against her body, muttering: "I bought this but haven't worn it yet. Today depends on your performance. Don't let down this 80,000-yuan price tag."

She turned and went into the bathroom, pulled down her pants to check carefully, and confirmed that her "relative" had finished and everything was clean and dry, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.

"I refuse to believe I can't make you feel comfortable!"

Changing into this 80,000-yuan sexy battle armor and wrapping a coat over it, Tong Liya ran downstairs barefoot. She raised her leg and kicked open Lin Chen's bedroom door.

Taking advantage of Lin Chen's surprise, she rushed forward and pushed hard against the man's chest with both hands.

According to the rehearsal in her head, Lin Chen would be knocked onto the bed by this push. Then she would climb on top of him, pinning him down with her long legs.

She would demand: Where am I lacking? Why do you coddle Yang Mi, Reba, and Liu Shishi, but ignore me?

Lin Chen would surely try to explain. She would refuse to listen and slap him across the face first.

I've been pampered since I was a child, and men have always licked me like dogs. When did it become my turn to chase after a man? And you, you actually dodged when I tried to hug your arm! Is your arm made of gold?

Then Lin Chen would continue to explain. She would still refuse to listen and slap him again.

Now you know how to explain? Now you know how good I am? No way! If you want me to stop being angry, you must break up with the other four, no more WeChat, no more answering their calls, and you're not even allowed to look at Song Zuer! You can only sleep in my bed for the rest of your life!

If Lin Chen dared to nod in agreement, she would reluctantly sit down and listen to his explanation. This was the full process Tong Liya had planned on the stairs.

But reality slapped her in the face, and the first step collapsed completely.

She swung both arms with all her might to push, but Lin Chen stood there as stable as Mount Tai, not even swaying. Instead, she was knocked back two large steps by the recoil, stumbling on her feet. This was extremely awkward. The air instantly fell silent, quiet enough to hear a pin drop.

Lin Chen's bedroom. The two stood three or four steps apart, staring at each other with wide eyes.

Tong Liya's face was as red as a monkey's butt, full of written-out embarrassment, while Lin Chen looked bewildered.

If a post-production editor were present, they would definitely add a bleak special effect of wind blowing through fallen leaves between the two.

Tong Liya wished she could dig a hole in the floor and crawl into it immediately; she had lost all face.

"Hehe, hehe... I was just joking with you. Do you think I look good in this? You go back to being busy, I'm leaving!"

After a standoff of over ten seconds, Tong Liya squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, threw out that sentence, and turned to run away.

"You..." Lin Chen managed to spit out one word.

"Shut up, don't talk!" Tong Liya turned back suddenly and shouted at him, then, in Lin Chen's stunned gaze, she recklessly flew into his arms. If she was going to lose face, so be it, there was no one else in the room anyway.

An hour and a half later. The room was filled with a thick scent.

Lin Chen walked to the kitchen naked, took a bottle of mineral water, and gulped it down, his eyes slightly glazed.

After a while, he took another unopened bottle of water and walked back to the bedroom. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he reached out and patted Tong Liya's fair, smooth waist: "Do you want some water?"

"Mmm..."

Tong Liya couldn't even open her eyes, her whole body limp, turning over like a pile of mud, humming to continue sleeping.

Lin Chen sat for a moment, got up, walked to the window, and lit an after-sex cigarette. Amidst the swirling smoke, he continued to be lost in thought.

Things had developed a bit suddenly, but the result was right in front of him. Tong Liya was now completely tamed, and there was blood on the white sheet; she had completely become his woman.

There was nothing to struggle about. Whether they called him a philanderer or greedy, once the meat was in his mouth, no one could snatch it away.

He only cared about whether he was satisfied; he didn't care about others' opinions at all.

He stood there dazed entirely because of this divine skill, Bedchamber Arts. The effect was ridiculously strong!

Previously, he would top out at forty minutes at most when performing normally. But this time, he had gone for a full hour and a half!

And that was because he retracted his divine power after seeing Tong Liya was a novice and crying in pain; otherwise, it could have been even longer.

The duration was just the surface; the quality during the process was even more mind-blowing. If the pleasure was 5 points before, now it was at least over 10 points, or even higher, increasing exponentially.

Every move hit the vital points precisely, serving the person until they were floating in ecstasy.

But what shocked him most wasn't the pleasure. It was that this craft was actually like practicing Qi; it could strengthen the body!

Although it mainly strengthened the waist, abdomen, and kidneys, and the overall physical improvement wasn't huge, it was already quite terrifying.

This was the second skill he had discovered that could directly enhance his physique.

Lin Chen felt that this thing was becoming more and more like the dual cultivation techniques in novels, just not as exaggerated as immortality cultivation.

However, there was a problem. He didn't know if this thing was mutually beneficial for men and women, or if it was one-sidedly harvesting Yin to nourish Yang.

If it was mutually beneficial, everyone was happy, but if it was one-sidedly absorbing the woman's vital energy, that would be a bit unscrupulous.

After finishing the cigarette, Lin Chen extinguished it and walked back to the bedside, slapping Tong Liya's full, perky buttocks: "Wake up."

Tong Liya's body was too weak to get up, so she could only barely raise her hand and hold up a fair, tender index finger.

Lin Chen was stunned: "What's wrong?"

Tong Liya muttered with her eyes closed: "Give me another hour to recover... Hubby, I'm your wife, not an inflatable doll you bought, and I'm not going to leak and fly away tomorrow. Can you not be so lecherous? Or is my body more alluring than Yang Mi, Reba, and Liu Shishi's?"

At the last sentence, Tong Liya seemed to have been injected with adrenaline, suddenly sitting up, the thin quilt sliding down to reveal a large expanse of snow-white skin. She stared at Lin Chen with eyes full of anticipation.