yournovel Chapter 365 I'd be heartbroken if you got burned.
Chapter 365 I'd be heartbroken if you got burned.
Chapter 365 I'd be heartbroken if you got burned.
Lin Yourong extended her slender fingers, elegantly picked up the teacup, brought the rim of the cup to her lips, and took a small sip of tea.
The rich aroma of the tea spread in my mouth before I slowly swallowed it.
She then slowly said, "We discussed it today and decided to explain the situation to the chief director, Hong Tao, through Teacher Liang. After all, professionals should handle professional matters. As long as Teacher Liang agrees, things will definitely go much more smoothly. Furthermore, with Teacher Liang helping to communicate in the middle, it can also play a very good coordinating role."
After a moment's thought, Yu Huan agreed, saying, "Yes, that is indeed a wise choice."
Lin Yourong glanced down at the empty fairness cup, put down her teacup, and smiled slightly.
She raised her arm and gently nudged Yu Huan with her elbow, saying with a hint of coquettishness and intimacy, "Move over a little, sit a bit further away."
This playful and adorable gesture from a young woman made Yu Huan smile brightly.
"My dear wife, are you going to put your newly learned tea ceremony knowledge into practice?" Yu Huan obediently moved to the side, while adding a word of caution, "Be careful, your delicate hands are so soft, it would break my heart if you burned them."
Lin Yourong gave Yu Huan a light, amused look, but didn't bother to respond.
She reached out and firmly grasped the kettle, bringing the spout close to the teapot.
As she slowly poured the water, steaming hot, the tea leaves in the pot tumbled and swirled, releasing a fragrant aroma that filled the air.
"Don't steep black tea for too long, try to keep it under ten seconds. As for the exact time, with your clever little brain, you'll figure it out after steeping it a few times." Yu Huan slumped back on the edge of the sofa, looking lazy and satisfied.
His wife was making tea, seemingly oblivious to all the troubles of the world, utterly content.
"Oh." Lin Yourong responded and gently put the lid on the teapot.
After a while, she picked up the teapot and slowly poured the tea into the fairness cup.
Yu Huan, with her hands behind her head, watched anxiously from the side and instructed, "When brewing tea, you must pour it out quickly to avoid the tea leaves becoming bitter. This teapot is of very good quality; you can hold the lid down and pour it without worry. Don't worry about any gaps; it won't overflow and burn your hands."
"Okay." Lin Yourong immediately raised her left hand and gently pressed the knob on the teapot.
Yu Huan, looking every bit the master instructor, smiled with satisfaction: "Hey, that's right!"
As Lin Yourong watched the amber-like, crystal-clear tea soup being smoothly poured into the fairness cup, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
After pouring the tea, Lin Yourong gently shook it, just like Yu Huan had done before.
He then put down the teapot, picked up the fairness cup, and poured the tea into two tasting cups.
She lowered her eyes to observe the color of the tea soup, and felt that it was no different from the tea that Yu Huan had just brewed. She nodded in satisfaction.
Yu Huan sat up slightly, calmly reached out and lifted the lid of the teapot, placing it at an angle on the spout.
With a gentle smile, he added, "After brewing the tea, you should open the lid a little, otherwise the continued high temperature inside will still make the tea taste bitter. But in winter, don't open it completely, because once the tea cools down, the taste of the next brew will definitely be worse."
"So there are so many intricacies to drinking tea?" Lin Yourong said, shaking her head. Strands of hair around her cheeks swayed gently with the movement, glistening with an oily sheen. "If I were alone, I might as well just grab a handful of tea leaves and throw them into a cup to steep!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter.
He held Lin Yourong's right hand; it was soft and delicate, with a smooth, warm feel like mutton fat jade, which made him gently caress the back of her hand.
"This is a way to enjoy life! Look, now we're having tea and chatting together, isn't that wonderful!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong turned her head and looked at the satisfaction in his eyes, then nodded slightly with her chin.
He agreed, saying, "That's true. Time seems to slow down, and I can relax a bit. But I'm always so busy that I don't really have time to drink tea like this."
"But that's precisely why such leisurely time is all the more precious!" Yu Huan said with deep emotion.
Lin Yourong noticed that as he spoke, he kept touching and pinching the back of her hand...
Although I wasn't particularly shy at that moment, my heart was inexplicably beating a little faster...
Lin Yourong gave Yu Huan a reproachful look, pulled her hand away, and picked up the teacup on the coffee table in front of her.
She said softly, "You said yesterday that the arrangement of 'Red-Haired Girl' was almost finished. Are you still working on the demo tonight?"
Hearing this, Yu Huan spread his hands and said to her with a hint of teasing, "Look, you just said that such leisurely time is precious, but you're already urging me to get to work in your words."
Lin Yourong was slightly taken aback, and quickly took a sip of tea, trying to hide her slight panic.
She raised her voice slightly and emphasized, "No way! I was just asking casually! Besides, your regular job isn't easy either, so I won't rush you!"
Yu Huan carefully examined his wife's beautifully profiled face and keenly noticed her guilty little expression.
Seeing this woman's hypocrisy, he couldn't help but pinch her soft little face.
With gentle movements and a teasing tone, he said, "My superstar wife, you've even learned to make tea for me. So even if I'm exhausted, I'll still do your bidding!"
Lin Yourong gently put down her teacup, the bottom of which made a soft sound as it touched the stainless steel tea tray.
She slapped Yu Huan's hand away, gave him a reproachful and disgruntled look, and said irritably, "How dare you talk like that! I suddenly want to learn how to make tea because I want to, not because I want you to do anything for me!"
"Fine, fine." Yu Huan shrugged.
He simply turned slightly to the side and filled the fairness cup for his wife, who was being a little stubborn.
The two sat side by side on a beanbag chair, sipping fragrant tea and chatting about the little things in life.
Most of the time, it was Lin Yourong who spoke softly.
For example, she recently bought two pots of areca palms; after the first snow, several camellias lost a few blossoms; and a young lady in the neighborhood has a very cute Bichon Frise.
When Lin Yourong talked about this, her eyes sparkled, as if the fluffy Bichon Frise was bouncing right in front of her.
These ordinary little things, as she recounted them, gave Yu Huan a sense of abundant life, and at this moment, they seemed to become exceptionally beautiful.
Yu Huan listened attentively to Lin Yourong while occasionally taking a sip of tea and responding to her words.
Details from the "Red-Haired Girl" demo would occasionally flash through his mind.
Considering his wife's busy work schedule, he knew he still had to try his best to finish it tonight.
As the conversation gradually came to an end, Yu Huan picked up her phone from the edge of the coffee table and gently pressed the power button.
The moment the screen lit up, I glanced down at the time.
Noticing that it was already past seven o'clock in the evening, he smiled at Lin Yourong and said, "Wife, it's already seven o'clock. I have to go now, so I won't have tea with you."
Lin Yourong was slightly taken aback, then nodded and said softly, "Okay, but don't overwork yourself."
"Not tired! It's not like it's physical labor." Yu Huan stood up and stretched.
Lin Yourong looked up at Yu Huan and said with concern, "Arranging music takes a lot of thought and can be mentally tiring." "Not at all! After drinking the tea my wife made, I feel refreshed!" Yu Huan said, then leaned down and gently kissed Lin Yourong's smooth forehead.
Lin Yourong chuckled and said, "You're so good at talking nonsense. Well then, go ahead and get busy. I'm looking forward to admiring your work."
Yu Huan studied the expectant look in her eyes, snapped his fingers lightly, and said with a humorous smile, "This humble servant takes his leave. I will certainly not disappoint my wife's expectations and will present you with a wonderful masterpiece in a moment!"
"Go, go, go~"
Lin Yourong waved her hand, her eyebrows curving slightly, a gentle smile on her lips.
Yu Huan walked briskly past the coffee table, and as she was about to turn around after leaving the house, she glanced back at Lin Yourong's profile as she poured herself a drink.
The beautiful woman brewing tea was exceptionally elegant.
A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips as he turned back and continued pacing.
The night outside the balcony window was deep, with neither stars nor moon.
Yu Huan sat down at his desk with an air of nonchalance, took out a black iPhone from the drawer, and placed it on the table.
The first thing I did after turning on my laptop was to connect a VPN and browse cryptocurrency exchanges for a while.
Then I put on my headphones, opened the music production software, and immersed myself in creating the "Red Clown" demo.
Time slipped away unnoticed; an hour passed, then two hours...
Yu Huan's attention was highly focused, as if the entire world had shrunk to just the laptop screen in front of her.
He gradually felt the urge to urinate, and he endured it for a while, meticulously correcting the flaws.
After perfecting the details, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
He stood up impatiently and hurriedly stepped out of the bedroom.
The sound of the television echoed softly in the living room.
Lin Yourong was lounging lazily on the soft sofa, hugging a cushion, her eyes glued to the television screen.
Suddenly, a soft footstep sound entered my ears.
She turned around at the sound of the voice, saw Yu Huan striding away, and a bright smile instantly appeared on her face as she asked, "Darling, how are you?"
"OK!" Yu Huan gave her an 'OK' sign, walked past the coffee table without stopping, and eagerly went straight into the bathroom.
Lin Yourong followed his gaze closely, watching his hurried back as he disappeared into the doorway, and her smile deepened.
Not a moment.
When Yu Huan came out of the bathroom, she sat up straight, her eyes sparkling with a shimmering light, and asked curiously, "Honey, what do you mean by 'O'? Is the demo finished? Can I listen to it?"
Yu Huan turned her head to look at the advertisement playing on the TV, a smile appearing on her lips.
He shook his head and replied, "Not yet."
"Oh."
Although Lin Yourong still had a smile on her face, she immediately sat back down on the sofa, as if a balloon had suddenly deflated.
Yu Huan chuckled softly at her little gesture and added, "Wife, we haven't recorded the voices yet. Why don't you do it?"
"Really!" Lin Yourong's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she immediately sat up straight.
Her face beamed with excitement and anticipation.
Yu Huan stopped by the coffee table and stretched her body a little.
Last night before bed, I had already discussed the operatic parts of this song with my wife. Lin Yourong also knows that this song cleverly incorporates content from the Kunqu Opera "The Peach Blossom Fan".
So, he smiled and asked, "Honey, have you contacted the Kunqu Opera teacher yet?"
"I've already asked Sister Ru to help me make the contact..." Lin Yourong's eyes flashed with a thoughtful light as she asked, "Can we skip recording the Kunqu Opera part for now? Although it's just a demo for internal reference only—"
Her tone carried a hint of hesitation and uncertainty.
"That's up to you," Yu Huan said casually, seemingly unconcerned.
Lin Yourong nodded slightly: "When we record the song, we should be able to find professional players to play the traditional instruments needed for 'Red Silk'. There shouldn't be any problems."
Yu Huan twisted her waist and stretched a bit, then laughed and said, "Of course there's no problem! Putting everything else aside, with your teacher Li's apprentice's connections, this is a piece of cake!"
Lin Yourong casually tossed the cushion aside, stood up, and said coquettishly, "You're always joking with me, but I'll do my best to fulfill your request."
“Great!” Yu Huan smiled brightly.
After the commercials ended, the theme song of the TV series "Raising Children Is Difficult" started playing on the TV screen.
He turned to look at the TV and asked tentatively, "Honey, shall I turn the TV off?"
"Shut it down, shut it down~" Lin Yourong waved her hand without any hesitation.
While Yu Huan turned around to turn off the TV, she took the lead and strolled towards the bedroom.
Yu Huan lightly pressed the power button, turned around and looked at Lin Yourong's graceful back. Seeing that she was walking with a slightly impatient pace, she quickly went into the bedroom. He thought to himself that for his wife, music was indeed more important.
When Yu Huan slowly walked to the balcony, Lin Yourong was already sitting steadily in a chair.
She was holding a sheet of sheet music in one hand and putting an earphone into her ear with the other.
Yu Huan stepped forward and patted her back lightly, then reached out and brushed her arm across her shoulder.
He half-embraced her as he manipulated the mouse, checking the music production files and related settings.
Then, he rummaged around in the SM008 microphone next to the laptop, slightly bent the metal flexible tube, and brought the microphone close to Lin Yourong's eyes.
Seeing this, Lin Yourong asked curiously, "Darling, when you made the demo for the song 'The Wind Rises,' you didn't use this to record the vocals, did you?"
Yu Huan took a deep breath of her fragrant hair.
Hearing this, he straightened up, gently patted her little head, and humorously corrected her, "What do you mean by 'this thing'? It's called Somic SM008, it's good quality and cheap, only twenty yuan!"
(End of this chapter)