Chapter 11: The Wife’s Strangeness

Returning home intimately with his wife.

Lin Yi was surprised to find that a new family had moved in next door, a unit that had been vacant all this time.
Several cardboard boxes were piled at the entrance.

From a lifted corner, he could see what looked like high school textbooks inside.

‘A student?’

‘That’s quite nice.’
This was a two-units-per-floor layout.

Although having no next-door neighbor meant enjoying the elevator and a spacious corridor all to oneself, it also seemed to lack a bit of human touch.
Seeing the unoccupied apartment opposite him every day when he left was a little unsettling after a while.

Having a neighbor across the hall meant they could look out for each other if anything happened.

Zhuang Yayun also saw the books in the boxes and was about to ask curiously when, suddenly, the door opened a crack.
A single beautiful eye observed the outside from the gap.

Then the door swung open, and an extremely tall figure stood in the shadow of the doorway.

She reached all the way to the top of the doorframe.

‘Two meters?’

‘No, at least two meters!’

Lin Yi’s brow twitched.
‘So tall!’

“Hello, I’m the new neighbor who just moved in.”

The woman’s voice was feminine and slightly cold.

Her waterfall-like, smooth hair was casually draped behind her back.
Her stunningly exquisite features were mesmerizing, her pink lips seeming to curve up slightly like a cat’s, carrying a faint, ambiguous smile.

She wore a pink short-sleeved house shirt paired with tight-fitting jeans that hugged her form.
Her milky rabbits quivered, and the curve of her hips and waist was extremely beautiful.
Her fine, soft bottom was like a juicy peach.
Her fair, slender arms were as delicate and white as ice flowers, not a hint of boniness, a fraction more would be too fat, a fraction less too thin.

Her towering height of two meters, reaching the doorframe, didn’t seem out of place on her at all.
Her proportions were perfectly suitable, making her seem like an extraordinary, large goddess-like succubus.

Only her eyes seemed somewhat listless.

Zhuang Yayun stared in surprise at the tall woman standing in the shadow of the doorway, her mouth slightly agape.
Coming back to her senses, she hurriedly introduced herself and Lin Yi.

“Oh, hello, I’m Zhuang Yayun.
I rent the apartment next door.
Beside me is my husband, Lin Yi.”

“My name is Li Huayu.
Li as in ‘leave,’ Hua as in ‘flower,’ Yu as in ‘language.'”

Li Huayu introduced herself simply, her listless, dazed eyes moving to Lin Yi’s body, looking down at him.

“Wow, Li Huayu, how old are you? You’re so tall.
Are all these bags in the hallway yours?
I see what looks like high school books inside.”

Zhuang Yayun couldn’t help but stand on her tiptoes out of curiosity.
She was only 1.68 meters tall, and Lin Yi was only 1.71 meters.
The woman before them had to be at least two meters tall.

‘If someone with this height played basketball, could they just stand under the hoop and place the ball in?’

“17. Two meters and seven centimeters.”

Li Huayu stared straight at Lin Yi.

“Huh? 17? You’re still a high school student?”

Zhuang Yayun was even more astonished, covering her mouth, completely unable to believe that this

this mature and alluringly tall woman was actually just a seventeen-year-old underage high school student.

“Yes.”

Li Huayu lowered her head slightly, her listless, dazed gaze practically piercing Lin Yi’s body.
Her entire being exuded a mature charm, yet it was also mixed with a youthful, milky fragrance.

“…Hello.”

The corner of Lin Yi’s mouth twitched.
He averted his gaze.
An intense sense of pressure emanated from this beautiful, alluring, seventeen-year-old underage woman who was nearly forty centimeters taller than him.
Her pair of round, fair hands and ten slender, jade-like fingers were completely flawless.
A single hand could completely wrap around a bottle of mineral water.

He felt as though just standing in front of her, he could be crushed by her two hands.

Too exaggerated.

Too absurd.

‘Seventeen years old?!’

‘Isn’t she a purely legal bombshell?’

“Li Huayu, what about your parents?
Do you need our help with this luggage in the hallway?”

Zhuang Yayun, amidst her shock, asked enthusiastically.

“I live alone… Your husband’s body looks quite good.
His yang energy is very abundant

His yang energy is very abundant.
But… why is there a trace of excess yang energy settling in his body?”

Li Huayu spoke softly, then paused, looking towards Lin Yi’s legs with a questioning gaze.

“Yang energy? What do you mean?”

Zhuang Yayun was confused by the question.

“How many times have you two done it recently? What was the volume like? The duration? Have you tested your husband’s limit?”

Li Huayu took a small red booklet from her pocket—a Practitioner’s License for Traditional Chinese Medicine: Inspection, Auscultation, Interrogation, and Palpation.

“You’re also a certified practitioner of Chinese medicine! That’s amazing!”

Zhuang Yayun’s attitude changed in an instant.
Looking at Li Huayu with a slightly respectful gaze, she immediately pulled Lin Yi.
“Doctor Li, can we go into your room to talk in detail?”

“Come in.”

Li Huayu opened the door and turned back into her apartment.

Zhuang Yayun immediately led Lin Yi into Li Huayu’s room with great interest and closed the door.

The layout of this apartment was almost identical to Zhuang Yayun’s, with the only difference being a slight variation in sun exposure.
The room’s furnishing was also quite simple, with no excess furniture.

Lin Yi followed behind Zhuang Yayun in confusion until they reached the living room, where they sat on the sofa, face to face with Li Huayu.

“Yayun, what’s going on?” he asked in a low voice.

“Yiyi, that’s a top-tier TCM practitioner’s license.
She can determine a person’s yin-yang imbalance just by looking at them, and even spot other illnesses.
It’s extremely rare in the whole country.
This ability is based entirely on talent; you can’t learn it later in life no matter how much you want to.
It’s something only women can do!”

Zhuang Yayun said quickly.

‘Inspection, Auscultation, Interrogation, and Palpation?!’

Lin Yi’s eyes widened.
To be able to tell a person’s yin-yang imbalance and spot diseases just by looking at them—was this person even human?

Even in a world where women were superior, this condition was too absurd!

Zhuang Yayun, like a patient questioning a doctor, asked Li Huayu, “Doctor Li, what do you mean when you say my husband has settled yang energy?”

“It’s simple.
It means he hasn’t fully released his yang energy.
If he has a volume of one hundred, but he only gives you seventy or eighty each time, then twenty is stored up.
Or to be precise…”

Li Huayu thought deeply for a few seconds, raised her right hand, and held up one slender finger.
Then she half-closed her left hand into a fist, and fiercely thrust her right finger into her left hand.
“Like this, standing up and thrusting, that is the true full amount.
But he…”

Li Huayu pulled her right finger out again, then only gently pushed it three-quarters of the way into the palm of her left hand.
“He stepped on the brakes, the accelerator wasn’t floored all the way.
This kind of knowledge and behavior is unhealthy and needs to be corrected.
Otherwise, it could lead to impotence, premature ejaculation, and a series of other symptoms that affect function.”

Zhuang Yayun listened attentively, nodding repeatedly, leaving Lin Yi utterly dumbfounded on the side.

‘No way, she can even tell that?!’

‘What kind of heaven-defying eyesight is this?’

“My suggestion is to let me examine your husband’s organ to see if there are any physical obstructions.
Otherwise, it’s difficult to confirm if he has a problem in that area.”

A trace of interest flashed in Li Huayu’s listless, dazed eyes, and the corners of her alluringly seductive lips curled up slightly.

“This…” Zhuang Yayun hesitated.

‘No way, Yayun, what are you hesitating for? Just refuse directly!’

‘How is any of this credible?!’

‘This is completely unscientific!’

Lin Yi’s brow twitched.
He hurriedly prepared to refuse himself.

“Thanks, but we don’t have that kind of need…”

“Doctor Li, actually, I’ve had this thought too.
I’ve always felt that my husband really doesn’t give his all in that department.
Our life in that respect has indeed always been a little unsatisfactory.”

Zhuang Yayun’s eyes flickered as she spoke.