System: Master Your Life

Chapter 837 - 206: Shang Wanjun: Do I Look Like a Fox Spirit? (Part 2)

Xu Lin lay directly on it, with the back of his head resting on his hands, and his hands on the pillow.

"It’s quite comfortable, and the elasticity is pretty good. If money isn’t an issue, just buy it if you like it."

Xu Lin specifically tested the elasticity. To him, apart from the comfort of sleeping, another point of concern for a bed is its elasticity. If it’s not elastic enough, the automatic enjoyment will be affected.

Shang Wanjun also sat on the mattress to test the elasticity.

Then, she straddled her leg and sat on Xu Lin’s groin.

She even moved up and down a few times.

"The elasticity is indeed nice!" Shang Wanjun said, moving a few more times.

"This is a home furnishing mall, you know."

"Well, we’re not taking our clothes off anyway."

Shang Wanjun flicked her long hair, supporting herself with her hands on Xu Lin’s chest, looking down at him.

"Do you like this position?"

"I can only say it’s one of my favorites."

"When I watch those movies, I also like it when the movie characters do this..."

Shang Wanjun said.

"Aren’t you getting off?"

Only then did Shang Wanjun get off Xu Lin.

She also lay down, but rested her face on one hand, looking sideways at Xu Lin.

"Are you coming to my place tonight?"

"What for?"

"Do you know how to play the erhu?"

"Yes."

"I want to learn the erhu."

"What’s in it for me if I teach you the erhu?"

"Hmm, I can promise you an outrageous request."

"Then I’ll graciously accept."

Twenty or so minutes later, the two left the home furnishings store.

They were just browsing the soft furnishings for now, clearly not yet the time to buy. When the hard furnishings are nearly done, buying a month in advance won’t be too late, just a tour to get an idea.

At ten in the evening, Xu Lin arrived at Shang Wanjun’s place.

Recently, Shang Wanjun bought an erhu, quite an expensive one, costing tens of thousands.

At the same time, she’s been learning a song, but it’s not a famous erhu piece.

It’s an older song, Huang An’s "New Dream of the Butterflies Gone," the theme song for "Justice Bao" from 1993, already over thirty years ago. Back then, many born in the 70s and 80s knew this song.

It’s also a very classic, and flavorful song.

When she got home, Shang Wanjun changed into a cheongsam, a blue cheongsam.

She also pinned her hair up.

"Is playing the erhu in a cheongsam a bit better?"

Shang Wanjun sat in front of Xu Lin, gently crossing her legs, exuding a unique charm, like a classical beauty.

"I probably know why so many guys chase you."

"Why?"

"Because this way, your aura is even more special, guys would think you’re pure, untouchable."

"I also often watch those kinds of movies, so I’m not exactly untouchable."

"People tend to apply filters on people and things they don’t understand. It’s normal for them to think you’re a fairy."

"If they knew I’m actually a very vulgar woman, maybe they wouldn’t want women anymore."

"Not really, men often think with their behinds, seldom do they think with their heads. They like you mainly because you’re pretty and have a good figure."

"And it’s the same for both genders; I like you because you’re handsome, you’ve satisfied so many of my fantasies."

Shang Wanjun placed the erhu on her lap.

She wore a slit cheongsam. Sitting there, her bare legs looked very tempting.

Xu Lin likes cheongsams, especially when beautiful women older than him wear them.

Shang Wanjun is five years older than him, wearing a cheongsam quite tastefully.

"Have you heard ’New Dream of the Butterflies Gone’?"

"I heard it as a child, my dad liked it a lot, it was even his ringtone for quite a long time."

"What kind of person is your father?"

"A very impressive man."

Xu Lin thought for a moment, his dad dared to smuggle in Vietnam, almost lost his life.

Thinking about himself, without cheating, he hasn’t encountered such situations, doesn’t know if he could be as bold.

Since ancient times, sons not living up to their fathers seem like an unchanging law, seldom does a son’s achievements surpass his father’s.

"And your mother?"

"A very great mother."

"You must have been very happy growing up, right?"

"Compared to other families, I suppose it’s happy."

"Listen to my erhu playing, point out any issues."

"Alright."

Shang Wanjun began playing the erhu.

The tune "New Dream of the Butterflies Gone" is beautiful, melancholic, and lingering, with a unique flavor.

Soon, the song ended.

"Any issues?"

"Quite a few, but given you’ve just started learning, it’s normal to have issues, I’ll teach you."

"Do you need to teach me hand in hand?"

"We can do that."

Xu Lin spread his legs, letting her sit in the crook of his legs.

This way, Shang Wanjun still held the erhu in one hand, the bow in the other.

But Xu Lin’s hand was also on hers, teaching hand in hand.

Their sitting posture was quite suggestive.

"Will this affect your performance?"

"No, when I’m serious, I’m very pure, just like Liu Xiahui."

"Pure like Liu Xiahui?"

"Liu Xiahui might be fake, but I can be real, like now, smelling your scent, most men would react, their hearts would waver, but I haven’t yet, proving my purity, at least for this moment."

"Hey, what are you grabbing?"

"I’m just checking if you’re lying."

Shang Wanjun laughed.

"Naughty ones deserve a spanking, we’re still very pure now."

Xu Lin said, "Hands in place, I’m starting the lesson."

"Mmm, mmm."

"Close your eyes later, try to feel the rhythm, immerse yourself in it, best if you can pretend I’m not here."