yournovel What are the good points of Chapter 310?
What are the good points of Chapter 310?
What are the good points of Chapter 310?
It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!
Yu Huan abruptly threw the phone in his hand aside, then did a somersault and sat on her lap.
Her movements were as swift as lightning, her hands moving like a storm, relentlessly attacking her slender waist.
"Hey, what are you doing?! Hahahaha! Stop scratching me! Hahahaha!"
Lin Yourong swayed like a willow in the wind.
She gripped Yu Huan's wrists tightly with both hands, but couldn't pull them apart at all.
Yu Huan pressed her down firmly, smiling gently, and asked slowly, "Are you going to bite me again?"
"I won't bite anymore, I won't bite anymore—hahaha—"
Yu Huan gazed at her delicate, peach-blossom-like face, her cherry-red lips slightly parted.
Her delicate brows were furrowed, and she was panting heavily.
Her distressed, breathless appearance stirred a pang of pity in Yu Huan, who decided to let her off the hook for the time being.
Finally, I gently pinched her ticklish spot.
"Ouch—hahaha—"
His gaze moved from her pink tongue in her throat to her swan-like white neck.
Yu Huan's heart suddenly stirred, and a mischievous smile appeared on her face. She leaned down and kissed him.
The rich fragrance of her body seeped into my lungs with every breath.
He found the right spot, avoided the carotid artery, and then took a deep breath!
Lin Yourong's silvery laughter came to an abrupt halt.
This intimate gesture made her heart pound like a wild horse.
At the same time, a slight pain in her neck made her unconsciously grab Yu Huan's hair, knowing full well that he was giving her a hickey.
She cried out playfully, "You stinky man, all you do is bully me!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan released her mouth and straightened her upper body.
Looking down at her with a wicked smile, he said, "You slut, do you know you're wrong?"
"You stinky man! You're too heavy! Get off me!" Lin Yourong blushed and tried to twist and struggle.
Yu Huan placed a strawberry on her neck.
Although the time was short, it was enough to leave a faint red mark.
He grinned, revealing his bright white teeth, and then slowly rolled over as instructed.
Lin Yourong felt a lightness in her body as her fingertips gently stroked the middle of her neck.
She immediately raised her hand and slapped Yu Huan's chest beside her, saying in embarrassment and annoyance, "I even deliberately chose a place that wasn't too conspicuous, a place that my clothes could cover—"
"You can wear a scarf!" Yu Huan chuckled.
Hearing this, Lin Yourong felt an itch in her teeth.
She took a few deep breaths, unable to contain her anger any longer, and suddenly turned to the side, nuzzling her head against his neck.
But this time, instead of biting him, I simply gave him a hickey in an equal position.
Yu Huan smiled and gently placed his right hand on her back.
Lin Yourong sucked for a while, then suddenly heard him say, "Isn't that enough? You've sucked off a layer of skin."
Her face flushed even more as she looked up at the reddish-purple hickey on his neck.
Treat others in their own way!
She scoffed and said, "You can wear a scarf too!"
As Lin Yourong turned slightly over, Yu Huan's right hand naturally landed on her lower abdomen.
He shrugged nonchalantly: "I'm not afraid of being seen. My colleagues at work all know I have a boyfriend."
Hear this.
Lin Yourong was slightly out of breath, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.
She turned her head to rest on his chest, the rapid beating of his heart faintly reaching her ears. She turned her gaze to the television and said, "That won't do. What if people make fun of us or laugh at us?"
Yu Huan picked up the phone with her left hand, unlocked it, and opened the Messages app.
As he slowly typed text on the nine-grid screen, he said leisurely, "Let them tease me. It just shows that my wife and I have a good relationship. Let them be envious."
The unexpected words made Lin Yourong chuckle: "Whatever!"
Yu Huan smiled gently and tapped the send button with her fingertip.
"Dad, what time are you taking Mom to work tomorrow morning? I'd like a ride with you."
A text message pops up.
Yu Huan glanced to the lower right corner and saw Lin Yourong watching the TV with a somewhat focused expression.
The second episode of "Raising Children Is Difficult," airing tonight, is about to begin as the opening theme song plays.
Seeing this, Yu Huan stopped playing around with her.
Not long after.
Yu Huan's phone vibrated, and a message notification sounded.
He glanced at his phone screen; his father-in-law had replied: 'Xiao Yu, be at the door at 8:30 this morning.'
"Thank you, Dad!" Yu Huan typed out the three words in a flash and casually tossed her phone aside.
With a soft, fragrant body in his arms, his left paw expertly found the right spot.
However, this time no rash actions were taken, after all, everything should be done in moderation.
So I'll just stay and watch this episode with her.
The hands of the wall clock turned at a leisurely pace.
As the episode of the TV series drew to a close, the time was 10:20 p.m.
As the end credits rolled, Yu Huan withdrew her hand from the collar of her trench coat.
He gently nudged Lin Yourong's shoulder, smiled, and said tenderly, "Wife, I haven't showered for days. I'd like to take a hot shower first."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong raised her head and moved her upper body from his chest to the back of the sofa.
She casually picked up her iPhone 5 and said slowly, "Oh, put your underwear in the basin next to the washing machine. I'll take a shower later, and I'll wash my underwear together tomorrow morning."
"Okay," Yu Huan nodded in agreement.
After getting up and putting on slippers, he carried a solid wood coat rack at the entrance and headed straight for the bedroom.
I casually placed it at the foot of the bed, then opened the wardrobe and rummaged through it to find a change of clothes...
This peaceful night seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye.
The next morning.
Yu Huan slowly woke up from her sleep and let out a big yawn.
The bedroom was dimly lit, but there were still some rays of light, indicating that it was already daylight.
He reached for his phone from beside his pillow.
After turning on the screen, I saw that it was already 7:43, and I also received a WeChat message from Yu Chengcheng.
Sent at 6:03: 'Brother Huan, I'm at school. I'm going to catch up on some sleep now.'
New York time is half a day behind, so it was probably just getting dark when she sent the message.
'Okay.'
After giving a brief reply, Yu Huan then tiptoed away Lin Yourong, who was half-hanging on him like a koala.
The bed was as hot as an oven.
Yu Huan quietly lifted the blanket on his side, and the cold air swept over him, making him feel refreshed.
He put on his clothes and, still half asleep, went to the bathroom to wash up.
When he returned to the bedroom to get his phone, he saw that Lin Yourong was already awake.
She lay on her back on the bed, blinking her sleepy eyes. Although her hair was a little messy, it had a unique, languid, and charming beauty.
Yu Huan moved to the bedside and said gently, "Good morning, honey. What time did you go to bed last night?"
Lin Yourong yawned softly, seemingly trying to recall, before slowly saying, "Around 12 o'clock, I think. After showering, I did some skincare."
Her slightly dazed look after just waking up was truly endearing.
Yu Huan put his phone in his pocket, then leaned down and kissed her forehead.
"What time is it?" Lin Yourong mumbled as she asked.
It's almost eight o'clock.
After Yu Huan finished speaking, she straightened up and was about to turn around.
Lin Yourong grabbed his wrist and tugged at it, saying, "Don't rush out yet. Let me cover up the mark with concealer."
Yu Huan turned around and said, "Isn't that necessary?"
The bedroom was dimly lit.
Lin Yourong's gaze fell on the hickey on his neck. She released his arm and said coquettishly, "You have to go to work with my dad later! I don't want him to laugh at me!"
"alright."
Hearing this, Yu Huan turned around, somewhat amused and exasperated, and went to the foot of the bed to get her pajamas from the clothes rack.
This morning was unusually quiet. Lin Yourong got dressed while still in bed before slowly getting out of bed.
Yu Huan watched her quietly put on her cotton slippers, then suddenly had an idea and asked, "There's still a lot of durian shells left over from last night's chicken stew. I'll make some noodles, do you want some?"
Lin Yourong, who was gradually regaining consciousness, nodded her chin, a gentle smile blooming on her face, and said softly, "Okay, thank you for your hard work!"
"It's no trouble at all, honey. Go wash up first." As soon as Yu Huan finished speaking, she walked out of the bedroom with light steps.
As he passed through the living room, he glanced quickly at the wall clock.
Seeing that there were still a few minutes left until eight o'clock, I slowed down and felt relieved.
In the kitchen, he leisurely and meticulously fried two perfectly round poached eggs. There were still quite a few chopped green onions left in the small porcelain bowl beside the stove. After putting the noodles into the bowl, he carefully divided them in half for each of them.
Finally, Yu Huan raised her arm to turn off the range hood, steadily carried a bowl of steaming noodles in one hand, and cautiously took steps to place them on the dining table.
Not seeing his first wife in the living room, he immediately turned around and headed towards the bathroom.
As the footsteps drew closer, the buzzing sound of the washing machine in the bathroom became increasingly clear.
Yu Huan saw her slightly bent-over profile, her hands in the basin, washing their underwear.
A thought suddenly came to his mind: if he ever had the chance to get involved in small home appliances, he had to make an underwear washing machine.
It seems that this thing is still quite novel at this time, and it will gradually appear in the public eye many years later.
Yu Huan slowly walked behind her, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and said softly, "Wife, the noodles are ready."
Lin Yourong, who had already caught a glimpse of Yu Huan in the mirror, carefully examined the purplish-red hickey on his neck.
Then look at your neck, where there are light red hickeys in the same spot.
She couldn't help but chuckle, straightened up, smiled, and nodded, saying, "I'll be done in a minute."
"Mm," Yu Huan responded, but didn't rush to leave.
He gently rested his chin on her shoulder, then pursed his lips and leaned towards her cheek.
A gentle smile played on Lin Yourong's lips as she turned her head and kissed his lips.
Yu Huan was naturally delighted to cooperate.
He gradually shifted from defense to offense, stirring up trouble for a while.
Lin Yourong turned around, a sweet smile on her face, licked her moist lips, and said, "Okay, go eat your noodles!"
"Hurry up, too."
Yu Huan released her waist from his embrace.
Looking at her beautiful face in the mirror, I couldn't help but give her buttocks a firm squeeze before turning around and walking out of the bathroom.
He smacked his lips as he walked.
Why does it seem like the "pure love warrior" is getting better and better at flirting?
She kissed him so proactively...
That pure-hearted warrior who would blush even when holding hands is gone forever...
Yu Huan moved to the dining table, gently pulled out two chairs, and then sat down leisurely.
He picked up his chopsticks and rummaged through the two bowls of noodles in the middle of the table, distinguishing the bowl with more red dates, and thoughtfully left it for Lin Yourong.
He brought the other bowl to his side before he began to eat.
A few moments.
Looking up, I saw Lin Yourong gracefully emerge from the bathroom doorway, holding a small black box-like object in her hand. I suppose this must be the concealer she was talking about.
Yu Huan quickly swallowed the chicken in his mouth and called out, "Wife, come quick! The noodles are getting cold."
"You've arrived." Lin Yourong nodded slightly.
After sitting down next to Yu Huan, she first put the concealer aside, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat the noodles in small bites.
Taking a bite of the golden fried egg and chewing slowly, she suddenly asked, "Honey, what time are you meeting with my dad?"
Yu Huan picked up the bowl, took a big gulp of the warm chicken soup, sighed, and replied, "8:30."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong looked up at the wall clock.
Seeing that it was already 8:20, she quickly put down her chopsticks and said, "Let me apply some concealer for you first."
"Thank you, my dear wife!" Yu Huan put down her bowl.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, he patted his belly with satisfaction.
Lin Yourong smiled and said coquettishly, "Stop being so cheeky, just sit still."
Seeing her tear open the plastic seal of the small black box, Yu Huan asked curiously, "This hasn't been opened yet?"
"Hmm, I don't usually need concealer." Lin Yourong opened the lid and held it up to Yu Huan's neck to compare.
Yu Huan looked at the three small squares, each a different shade, and said with a smile, "Wife, your skin is really good, you're naturally beautiful!"
Lin Yourong gave him a light, smiling glare: "Stop with the act, come closer so I can apply concealer for you."
"Yes, ma'am!" Yu Huan shifted his position and moved closer to her as instructed.
Lin Yourong dipped a small amount of concealer into the tip of her right finger, then leaned slightly forward and dabbed it onto the hickey on Yu Huan's neck, spreading it evenly.
Yu Huan felt the coolness of her fingertips and his heart was filled with warmth. He smiled and said, "Wife, I'll spend the weekend with you."
Lin Yourong asked, "Aren't you going to a farmhouse for team building tomorrow?"
Although I didn't mention this to her, she played with his phone yesterday when we went to buy furniture.
She must have seen the lively discussion in the work group.
Yu Huan wasn't puzzled and joked, "Team building is nothing compared to spending time with my wife. I rushed over to be with you right after lunch."
Lin Yourong smiled gently: "Honey, I was planning to have your parents come over for dinner this weekend."
"Clam?"
"We should at least let your parents know where we live, right?" Lin Yourong withdrew her fingertips.
Looking at the hickey on Yu Huan's neck, it had been perfectly covered by concealer, leaving no trace.
She applied the concealer, placed it on the table, and nodded in satisfaction: "All done!"
Hearing her words, Yu Huan was deeply moved and couldn't help but hug her: "Wife, you're so good!"
Lin Yourong asked with a smile, "In what way is it good?"
Yu Huan reached out and tapped the tip of her nose, smiling brightly as she said, "You know perfectly well! You're good in every way!"
Lin Yourong playfully nudged his shoulder: "Hurry up and go out. It takes several minutes to walk to the entrance of the community."
Yu Huan released his embrace, got up as instructed, walked to the doorway, changed into his sneakers, and turned back to say, "Wife, I'll be back tonight to keep you company!"
Lin Yourong slurped up a mouthful of noodles and nodded: "I'll be waiting for you to come home."
"it is good!"
After Yu Huan opened the door, she turned around and blew her a kiss.
Seeing that she couldn't help but chuckle, she then smiled, put on her mask, and stepped out.
As soon as he stepped out of the stairwell, a biting wind howled in, the cold wind carrying moisture lashing his face, making him shiver.
Disheveled in the wind, Yu Huan noticed that the ground was slightly damp, as if a light rain had fallen without her noticing, and couldn't help but look up into the distance.
Half the sky was covered with thick clouds, like a huge gray curtain pressing down heavily.
It was clearly another cloudy day.
He tightened his collar and quickened his pace.
When the gatekeeper came into view, Yu Huan took out her phone from her pocket and checked the time; it was only 8:28.
Holding his phone in his hand, he strode to the door.
Yu Huan turned her head and saw a black Crown sedan parked beside the entrance road.
My gaze swept over the license plate number.
Yu Huan quickly took three steps at a time and opened the passenger door.
"Dad, good morning!" Yu Huan noticed that when he greeted him, he exhaled puffs of white mist that quickly dissipated before her eyes.
As he got into the car, he continued, "It seems a bit cold today."
Old Lin, with his left hand on the steering wheel, turned to look at him with a smile and continued, "The rain didn't stop until around six in the morning."
"No wonder." Yu Huan fastened her seatbelt.
"Xiao Yu, have you eaten yet?"
"Rongrong and I ate noodles this morning."
"Ah."
Old Lin nodded slightly, turned the steering wheel, and drove the Crown away from the curb.
After driving through an intersection, Lao Lin suddenly said, "You and You Rong are coming over for dinner tonight."
Yu Huan pondered for a moment and said, "Dad, we've already made an appointment with someone to install an air conditioner at 5:30 tonight."
Hearing this, Old Lin asked curiously, "Is it installed in the living room?"
"bedroom."
Old Lin nodded, his eyes fixed intently on the road, and said, "Then let's have dinner at 6:30. Isn't there 'I Am a Singer' tonight? Let's watch the show together."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan pondered for a moment.
We can also bring Lin Yourong's guitar over while we're at it.
He nodded and replied, "Okay."
The car slowly slowed down as the light ahead turned red.
"When will You Rong start recording the show?" Old Lin suddenly asked, his voice tinged with anticipation.
Seeing this, Yu Huan felt that even if her father-in-law was unhappy about his daughter's struggles in the entertainment industry, he was still somewhat proud that she had made a name for herself.
He couldn't help but chuckle to himself as he replied, "I'll join the recording crew on Monday, February 4th, and then officially step onto the stage on Thursday."
"So that means there are still about ten days left? Competing on the same stage with so many famous singers..."
The car came to a standstill.
Old Lin paused for a moment, then suddenly sighed and softened his tone, saying:
"Xiao Yu, You Rong has a rather stubborn personality. No matter how much pressure she's under, she won't tell anyone and prefers to bear it all by herself. You should take better care of her and not let her be too stressed or overworked."
Listening to her father's earnest words, Yu Huan nodded seriously: "Dad, don't worry, I know. I will pay more attention to her emotions and try my best to help her share the pressure so that she can relax a bit."
"That's good." Old Lin nodded slightly.
(End of this chapter)