MTCCP Chapter 11

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Teacher Feng was unmoved, clearly intending to continue with the lesson.

“Teacher—” Yue Yiwan raised his hand. “I think we can use do this class by ourselves!”

“Please don’t feel shy or awkward,” Teacher Feng said righteously. “Kissing is one way to express emotions. Mr. Yue, please take good notes.”

Hua Muzhi cooperatively nodded, indicating that he would follow the teacher’s instructions.

And so, the lesson began, discussing the differences between dry and wet kisses.

Not only the way of tilting the head, the strength of touching the corners of the lips and the peak of the lips, but also how to move the tongue were explained quite clearly.

Yue Yiwan's face was burning when he heard it, and he felt a strange sense of dissonance.

It was one thing for him to still be a virgin; he figured he might as well treat this as an opportunity to broaden his horizons and learn some peculiar new knowledge.

But how was the teacher managing to stay so composed? This was scientifically baffling!

“For bite kisses, you should pay attention to the force of your teeth and avoid hurting your partner,” Teacher Feng said with a straight face. “Using the tip of your tongue to outline the lines of their lips can help both parties enter the mood more quickly.”

...Enter what mood, exactly?!

By the end of the entire class, Yue Yiwan felt a bit dazed. He felt like he’d just attended a biology lesson, or maybe something else entirely.

In any case, it was anything but romantic, as the rigid and methodical delivery completely ruined the vibe.

Teacher Feng finished the lecture, gave a slight bow, and left.

The study room was utterly silent. On the small blackboard remained a drawing of intertwined tongues.

Yue Yiwan took a deep breath, finding it increasingly difficult to face his fiancé.

“I... have never kissed anyone before,” he said, struggling to find a topic. “So I guess... I did need to take this class.”

Hua Muzhi reached out to gently stroke Yue Yiwan’s soft silver hair, his tone full of understanding. “You’ve worked hard.”

“I feel like at this rate, the teacher is definitely going to start teaching us the details of bedroom activities next,” Yue Yiwan said, his face burning even hotter as he looked up at him. “But... would you mind if, after we get married, we sleep in separate rooms?”

He had no plans to fall in love with anyone and couldn’t imagine sharing a bed with another man.

Even if he and Hua Muzhi became best friends in the future, surely they wouldn’t need to sleep in the same bed.

Hua Muzhi withdrew his hand and said lightly, “What if I do mind?”

Yue Yiwan froze for a moment, his expression full of distress.

He struggled for a long time before reluctantly saying, “Then... let’s sleep together.”

“But just sleeping... can we not do anything else?”

“What if I say no?”

What?!

Yue Yiwan took a deep breath and said seriously, “We can find a more... friendly, much friendlier way to help each other deal with... desires. We can discuss it further later.”

Hua Muzhi stared at him, then broke into laughter. “You really take everything so seriously. You’re too easy to tease.”

Yue Yiwan was momentarily stunned, but he felt a slight sense of relief in his heart. “Were you joking?”

“Rest assured, I won’t offend you casually,” Hua Muzhi said as he stood up. “After lunch, I’ll show you something.”

    

“After lunch, I’ll show you something.”

During their lesson, the big white dog had been downstairs, rolling around on the ground with a giant bone.

When the two of them came downstairs, the dog immediately sat upright, though its fluffy, sheep-like fur was still a bit messy.

Hua Muzhi gave it a glance, and Toto quickly shook its fur back into place, instantly transforming back into a composed and noble guard dog.

Lunch was Hong Kong-style dishes. Yue Yiwan couldn’t resist and ended up eating half a rose roast chicken, along with two large glasses of iced lemon tea.

He was quite fond of the chef here.

After they finished eating, Hua Muzhi instructed the attendant to bring over a tablet, showing Yue Yiwan a short story he had written.

Hua Muzhi was somewhat old-fashioned. Even when using a tablet, he preferred writing with an electronic pen.

His elegant and precise handwriting was akin to printed text, making it a pleasure to read.

“Did you write this in your spare time?” Yue Yiwan asked in surprise. “And you’re willing to let me read it?”

Hua Muzhi seemed a bit unsure but nodded nonetheless.

The short story was about a fox descending the mountain to repay a debt of gratitude.

A young swordsman had freed it from a beast trap. The fox later gained spiritual powers and transformed into a human, carrying two fish to thank him.

However, the swordsman had been hired by an official as an enforcer, and an accident had left him disabled—now he has become a joke that even children can bully.

The fox, disguising itself as a refined scholar, nursed the swordsman back to health, intending to leave quietly once he recovered.

They would gaze at the moon and play music by the bamboo grove, chatting about the capital's pastries made from six or seven kinds of flowers.

Miraculously, the swordsman’s legs began to heal.

At first, he could barely move them, but eventually, he could stand and walk shakily.

Feeling it had fulfilled its debt, the fox packed its belongings in the middle of the night, preparing to return to the mountains.

But the swordsman was waiting at the courtyard gate. He kissed the corner of the fox’s lips and asked if it would stay.

“When... when did you realize I was a demon?”

The swordsman smiled.

“Every time you made chicken soup, your ears would stick out. They’re so fluffy and adorable.”

When Yue Yiwan finished reading, he covered his mouth and didn’t speak for a long time.

“...Is it too crude?” Hua Muzhi asked uncertainly. “I used to write policy essays and don’t know much about this.”

“No—it’s so cute and sweet!!” Yue Yiwan clutched the tablet with a delighted expression, his voice rising in pitch. “This story should be longer! Do they end up together later?”

Hua Muzhi’s ears turned red from the praise, but he forced himself to remain composed. “I’ll write a longer one next time.”

“Yes! I’ll be your first loyal fan!” If Yue Yiwan had a tail, it would already be wagging wildly. “Have you thought of a pen name? What will you use?”

The crown prince thought for a moment before suddenly saying, “How about Shanli?”

“Hmm? The pear trees in the mountains?” Yue Yiwan pondered. “It sounds nice, but why this name?”

“Because of the legend of the Longevity Spring.”

In the neighboring country, an emperor once turned gray overnight after the death of his beloved consort.

He ordered the planting of pear trees all over the mountains near the Longevity Spring so that future generations would remember her passing.

Yue Yiwan had visited that scenic spot with his brother when he was young and had once begged to eat the pears to quench his thirst.

“Anything you write will be wonderful.” He looked at Hua Muzhi earnestly. “You can always show it to me in the future.”

Then... when the etiquette training ends, will you be willing to stay?

Hua Muzhi froze for a moment, as though making a promise, and nodded.

However, Teacher Feng truly began teaching anatomy next.

Not only did he bring models, but he also had detailed diagrams showing internal organs like the bladder.

On top of that, he brought various condoms and lubricants.

Yue Yiwan, a lifelong diligent student, had to force himself to sit through the lesson this time.

Thus, both of them silently endured the lecture, which covered the differences and uses of various condoms, the application and precautions of lubricants, and specific techniques for achieving prostate orgasms.

"Hmm, I’m still too young."

This wasn’t sex education—it was sex practice education!

The level of embarrassment was way too high!

Yes, sexual desire is indeed one of humanity’s primal instincts.

There’s nothing shameful about openly discussing and accepting these things.

Yue Yiwan originally thought it was just his own ignorance, but when he glanced at Hua Muzhi, he realized the other person wasn’t much better off.

Not only were Hua Muzhi's ears red, but the embarrassed expression on his face was also quite apparent.

It seemed like there really was no need to worry that he’d try anything inappropriate...

Such a pure and easily flustered young man clearly wouldn’t harbor any wicked thoughts.

Yue Yiwan rubbed his face and, determined to ensure this marriage went smoothly, continued to listen to Teacher Feng explain the pros and cons of the missionary position.

By the time they got further into the lecture, Yue Yiwan had already given up trying to maintain his dignity and started asking all kinds of strange and curious questions.

“—So, does entering the rear really make someone feel good?”

“What would it feel like if the condom had menthol added to it?”

The teacher actually answered each question seriously and professionally. At the end of the class, he handed each of them a set of comics and a USB drive.

The USB drive even had a casing of porcelain with entwined lotus designs. Very classy.

“In the past, we used to give out ancient paintings for enlightenment. But nowadays, with younger people, we have to reform our teaching methods.” Teacher Feng pushed up his glasses and bowed respectfully. “Well then, see you tomorrow.”

Alright, what else can he say?

Later that evening, after Yue Yiwan finished washing up and returned to his bedroom, he shamefully went through all the contents of the USB drive. He even rewatched Sekaiichi Hatsukoi (The World's Greatest First Love), and it made his inner romantic’s heart race with excitement.

The teacher truly had seen it all—even the classic Happiness Garden.

Hugging his blanket, Yue Yiwan turned off the TV, watching as the landscape scroll returned to its original position.

The bedroom was larger than his place back home—almost too large.

Is he really... getting married in just two months?

Author’s Note: Hua Muzhi (silently turns off the TV): I really shouldn’t have watched Happiness Garden this late at night.

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