System: Master Your Life-Chapter 540 - 130: Another Side of Shang Wanjun_2

"Your room has so few things?"

"I just got here not long ago, so there aren’t many things."

There wasn’t much to see in the room, so Xu Lin came out of the room and went to the computer desk.

Shang Wanjun’s computer was an Apple all-in-one machine. Xu Lin pressed a button on the keyboard, and the screen lit up.

But it required a password.

Obviously, Shang Wanjun stayed here last night.

Shang Wanjun said again, "The password is also 2355."

So Xu Lin entered the password.

It unlocked.

The page wasn’t closed either.

"Hmm?"

"I write novels, it’s for research."

Shang Wanjun’s expression didn’t change.

"You also write novels?"

"I write when I’m bored, I have a need to express myself, with no outlet, so I can only vent by writing things down, but I haven’t published anything."

"The latest plot you’re writing is about a man and a woman sleeping together?"

"What else could it be? I’ve never been involved with a man, isn’t watching movies the only way to learn?"

Shang Wanjun still didn’t change her expression, not embarrassed at all.

It turned out that what she hadn’t closed was an adult movie, and the current scene was a woman on top.

Everything was clear.

Uncensored.

But it was paused.

Even upon being discovered watching adult content, Shang Wanjun didn’t seem embarrassed.

Xu Lin then said, "It’s no big deal, at this moment, in this city, at least a hundred thousand people are watching this kind of movie, we’re all birds of a feather."

"Do you think what I’ve written here is accurate?"

"Let me see."

Shang Wanjun showed Xu Lin what she’d written as a sex scene.

Shang Wanjun also moved a chair over, letting Xu Lin sit and take his time.

"Can you publish this kind of novel? Won’t it get banned?"

What Shang Wanjun wrote was really explicit, but her writing was quite good.

Xu Lin glanced at the context and thought her writing was very powerful. Literature enthusiasts can’t have poor writing skills.

Shang Wanjun just shook her head, "I don’t know, it’s my first time writing."

"Do you think I wrote it well? You have a girlfriend, so you should understand, right?"

"Well, it’s alright, but just ten minutes?"

"That’s how it is in the movies."

Shang Wanjun asked him, "How long do you last?"

When Shang Wanjun asked this, Xu Lin was a bit embarrassed initially, but seeing her serious demeanor.

Xu Lin decided to address the question in a way that transcended the physical, elevating it to a dimension of the soul to answer this literary enthusiast.

After all, Shang Wanjun’s thought process was unique, and she couldn’t be approached with ordinary logic.

"I can last for more than half an hour, able to continue several times."

"Is it enjoyable?" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"It’s primitive, but indeed enjoyable."

"Can you describe it in detail? I’ll revise my writing later."

"Sure."

So Xu Lin spent over twenty minutes explaining this issue. Their discussion was very explicit, with direct reference to organ names, and not in formal language, but in very vulgar terms.

Shang Wanjun dared to ask, Xu Lin dared to answer.

Initially, Xu Lin felt a bit uneasy, but Shang Wanjun was very earnest. She approached "sex" with the focus of a research topic, she simply wanted to study it, so Xu Lin had to treat it seriously, even feeling as if he was discussing gender issues with a Bodhisattva.

"Are there no other chairs here? We can’t just keep sitting like this, right?"

Xu Lin noticed she’d been standing for over twenty minutes, and bending over to look at the computer at the same time, this posture would be tiring.

Shang Wanjun shook her head, "No other chairs. How about I sit on your lap then."

"Is it convenient?"

"Didn’t I sit on your lap once before dinner? Don’t worry, I won’t tell your girlfriend."

Saying this, Shang Wanjun had Xu Lin spread his legs, and Xu Lin complied, opening his legs for Shang Wanjun to sit in the space between them, her buttocks directly resting on Xu Lin’s lap.

"Actually, novels don’t necessarily have to include this kind of content."

Xu Lin whispered in her ear.

"No, I’m researching the issue!"

Shang Wanjun replied, "Do you know someone named Li Ao?"

"Yes, a famous writer and historian from Taiwan, known for his vigorous writing style."

Xu Lin had heard of him before, purely from gossip, saying Li Ao had married a famous actress, very beautiful, but one night saw her constipated, felt even so-called goddesses were just so-so, and divorced her; it sounded absurd, but Li Ao really did it, what others considered a top goddess, Li Ao just discarded.

Of course, Li Ao was actually an amazingly accomplished person, with life experiences and personal achievements that were overwhelmingly recognized as remarkable, almost unique within the Chinese community.

"Li Ao discussed the topic of sex, that if you lack this desire, your body rapidly ages, and you lose interest in anything else. This is the most fundamental human desire. Human pursuit of money, career, and such, all stem from this desire, so without it, society couldn’t function, seriously speaking."

Shang Wanjun seriously said, "Confucius said: ’Food and sex are basic desires,’ the matters of men and women are just like eating and sleeping, we need to view them seriously."

Xu Lin would also use this saying to console girls, saying that being lustful isn’t anything, look, even the ancestors said so.

Confucius said: ’Food and sex are natural instincts.’

However.

Facing Shang Wanjun’s unusual thought process, Xu Lin had to take it seriously.

Xu Lin: "Shall we continue discussing this topic?"

"Yes."

Shang Wanjun nodded.

Feeling the discussion might be too dry, Shang Wanjun turned on the movie again.

All at once, the room was filled with that kind of sound, a man and a woman watching a movie, yet not engaging in anything explicit, which felt somewhat absurd.