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Chapter 1218: Hand by Hand Shi Yu pressed steadily, giving no room for Li Yun to catch his breath, showing clear determination to uncover the identity of Lin Shu before she would rest. Seeing Shi Yu pressing her questions with relentless intensity, Li Yun realized he could no longer feign ignorance. With a pained expression, he said, "Shi Yu, I'll tell you everything—I just hope you'll let go of me for now." Li Yun didn't seem to be pretending, and Shi Yu wasn't afraid that he might invent a story to deceive her. After all, how could she escape the first time when she could barely make it through the fifteenth? If she managed to fool him this time, she'd double down next time, tighten her grip, and squeeze until he couldn't even manage to engage in ordinary interactions with other girls. With these thoughts in mind, Shi Yu released her hold and gave a soft, disdainful hum. "This is exactly what you said—shouldn't you tell me, or at least try to deceive me? You know what the consequences would be, don't you?" As if the tone of her words still lacked strength, she lifted the hand that had just been At that moment, Lu Yun briefly recounted Lin Shu's situation to Shi Yu, especially describing in vivid detail the harrowing scene when the two-headed man tied Lin Shu to a tree and whipped her with a leather whip—so vividly tragic that before he finished speaking, misty tears began to form in Shi Yu's beautiful eyes. "That's all, I've told you everything. Believe what you will." As the last word settled, Lu Yun exhaled in relief. Throughout the entire narration, Shi Yu had listened with a soft, tear-streaked expression, and Lu Yun himself had spoken with a quiet sense of sorrow, unable to clearly articulate the depth of his feelings toward Lin Shu. Each time he thought of her, a pang of emotion would rise within him. Perhaps one day they would meet again. Lu Yun longed for the day when he could finally see Lin Shu again, yet amid the vast sea of people, the memories of the Imperial Court's eunuch village had left so many haunting impressions on her. Would she truly return? Would there truly come a day when she would meet Lu Yun again? "How could you not believe me? With your mind as solid as a piece of walnut wood, I'd think you couldn't even invent something so touching." Shiyu whispered, her voice trembling. "Besides, I never really saw it coming—how could I have imagined you'd do something so kind? Haha, these days haven't been wasted being taken advantage of by you. I didn't miss a thing, did I?" "...” Lü Yun felt a wave of dizziness. All the words he'd said had come to nothing. With a proud, slightly boastful air, Lü Yun replied, "Of course! Otherwise, what would you think of the kind of man I've been?" Shiyu chuckled softly, "I used to think you were just a lazy, unremarkable guy—now I see you're actually quite good at heart, and truly a man of integrity." "Come on, you don't need to tell me that—every part of my body is a true man's! " Lu Yun said, suddenly remembering the moment when Shi Yu had reached for his manhood earlier. His eyes twinkled as he added, "Shi Yu, didn't you just grab my little brother there?" "Oh?" Shi Yu blushed instantly and firmly denied, "I wasn't trying to—when I first asked you about your relationship with Wang Xiaoting, you wouldn't tell me the truth. I thought you were asleep, so I just reached out to check whether my instincts were right." Lu Yun shrugged, "Then it doesn't matter to me. It was nothing special before. But now that you've done it, look at this—your hand has lifted my pants all the way up! You can't just grab me like that, make a scene, and then walk off without saying a word, leaving me feeling embarrassed, can you?" Lu Yun couldn't wait any longer. Last time during the poetry rain, she had ended up injured—though her body had slipped into the small mouth of Shī Yǔ, she hadn't felt any pleasure at all, which left Lu Yun a bit disappointed. Now, she was determined to make the most of the opportunity and take advantage of the situation to make up for her loss. This was clearly the perfect moment. Lu Yun's body was naturally lifting her head, fully cooperating—this was all thanks to Shī Yǔ's efforts. The military medal has both of our shares. As Lu Yun's body rose, Shī Yǔ naturally had to help bring it down. "Um, Teacher Lu is looking right at us now. Just don't make a mess—go ahead and handle your part yourself," Shī Yǔ blushed deeply, quickly straightening her posture with nervous energy. Lu Yun rubbed his nose and glanced at the crooked chicken standing on the podium, delivering a lecture, and murmured, "That won't do at all. It's almost time for class to end now. You can't possibly expect me to go out there still wearing my pants around my waist—something you've created. You'll have to help me get rid of it, too." Shi Yu listened intently and immediately felt her head grow heavy with anxiety, still recalling the incident in the small forest, which left her deeply shaken. "How can I possibly help you?" Having gone through that experience once before, Shi Yu was no longer as shy as she used to be. Seeing Lu Yun's hopeful expression, she blushed slightly and asked softly. "Of course, I'll do what needs to be done," Lu Yun said with a mischievous smile, not quite revealing the full extent. "But—but we're still in the middle of class. How can we possibly do something like that?" Shi Yu's face turned bright red, while in her mind she already imagined whether Lu Yun would somehow slip into her water curtain and end up beneath her during the lecture. "Let me ease up first, okay? After class, we'll go to that little forest outside the school. I want to finish what I started last time." Thinking back to what happened in the forest, Lu Yun was absolutely miserable. "You... you really want to do that to me? Don't you worry about getting hurt?" Shiyu asked, concerned. She wasn't reluctant to have intimate moments with Lu Yun—after all, they'd already shared their first experience. Though there had been a few hiccups, the initial barrier had already been broken by Lu Yun. If not for an unexpected injury to Lu Yun's equipment, Shiyu actually looked forward to spending more time with him in close contact. "Exactly—do that to me. I'm not afraid of getting hurt. I've made every possible preparation, and this time I promise I'll make sure it doesn't happen again like last time. Shiyu, just use your hands to help me out first. We still have some time in this class. I can't really hold it any longer—I'd surely end up with internal injuries just from the pressure!" Lu Yun said, utterly unashamed. On hearing this, Shi Yu couldn't help but chuckle lightly, saying, "You've sustained internal injuries—well, that's not my fault. It's all your own fault for losing control. I only gently grasped you, so how could I possibly have such a strong reaction?" "I'm perfectly fine, really. If you hadn't touched me at all, I wouldn't have reacted at all, Shi Yu..." Lu Yun looked at Shi Yu with a pitiful expression, thinking of every way he could possibly persuade her to use her hands to help him with the gray machine. Nevertheless, at this moment, Lu Yun found himself somewhat nostalgic for the days when he was with Xiao Yu. With Hong Yu, he'd already had her gently hold his member before he even finished speaking. Clearly, the rapport between him and Shi Yu needed to be cultivated gradually. After all, it wasn't unreasonable to expect that from Shi Yu. How many times had he shared intimate moments with Xiao Yu? With Shi Yu? Only once—though that ended in failure. Their relationship and mutual understanding would surely need time to develop.