yournovel Chapter 309 I’ll bite you to death!
Chapter 309 I’ll bite you to death!
Chapter 309 I’ll bite you to death!
Lin Yourong lightly grabbed a handful of chopped scallions from a small bowl and sprinkled them into the pot, then gave him a slightly coquettish glare.
"Serve yourself!"
Upon hearing the three words that came out of her mouth, Yu Huan didn't say a word. Instead, she bent down and opened the cupboard full of dishes.
Just as he picked up the bowl and chopsticks and placed them on the table, and was about to take out the large soup bowl, he suddenly felt his buttocks being grabbed and twisted hard.
At this moment, who else could it be but his first wife pinching him?
Yu Huan suppressed a smile and pretended to cry out in pain, "Ouch, my dear wife, please have mercy!"
Lin Yourong held the spatula in her right hand, skillfully stirring the food, and let out a soft "humph" through her nose.
She released his buttocks with her left hand, then reached for the plate of food placed to the side, and said reproachfully, "If you keep touching me like that in public, I'll really get angry!"
"Wife, do you mean it's okay to get handsy at home?" Yu Huan said with a mischievous grin.
Seeing that Lin Yourong didn't say anything, it seemed that she didn't want to pay attention to him.
Yu Huan had a broad smile on her face beneath her mask. After closing the cabinet, she moved to the sink and carefully washed the dishes.
The buzzing of the range hood suddenly stopped, and the world seemed to fall silent instantly.
The next moment, Yu Huan, who was about to serve the rice, keenly heard a faint sound coming from the doorway and immediately turned her head.
I saw the thin, middle-aged man delivering the goods open the door, then turn around and nimbly lift the rattan chair and put it inside.
He quickly put down his rice spoon and rushed over like a gust of wind.
"Handsome guy, could you please sign this?" The middle-aged man stood outside the door, slightly out of breath, and turned to speak while reaching into his pocket.
The chubby girl, holding the small tea table in both hands, stepped past her father and took a step forward.
He stood with his toes close to the threshold and curiously peeked into the room.
A slender young woman wearing a mask gracefully walked out of the kitchen carrying a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, preparing to place it on the dining table.
"Little sister, give me the coffee table," Yu Huan said with a smile.
"Oh—okay—"
Upon hearing the magnetic voice in front of her, she quickly looked away.
Subconsciously, he handed the small tea table to Yu Huan as instructed.
I glimpsed him take the coffee table and place it on the ground to the side, then he turned it over and examined it for a moment.
The chubby girl then looked directly at Yu Huan's profile.
These two people are really strange...
Why are you wearing a mask at home?
She turned to look at the figure that seemed to be the female owner of the house. The other person was also looking this way, and there was a strange sense of familiarity between her eyes and brows.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the handsome man take a step forward, and she quickly stepped back to make way for him.
I watched silently as he took the receipt book and quickly signed it...
With everything settled, Yu Huan's voice was full of laughter as she casually thanked him, "Uncle, thank you."
"Handsome, you're welcome." The thin, middle-aged man stuffed the receipt book and pen back into his coat pocket and waved casually.
Seeing this, the chubby girl quickly turned around and went downstairs.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the stairwell, growing ever more distant.
The first thing Yu Huan did after closing the door was to take off her mask and throw it on the rattan chair, thinking she would clean it up after dinner.
When I went back to the kitchen, I saw that Lin Yourong had already served the rice and was standing in front of the stove, ready to open the pressure cooker.
Her slender fingers gripped the pot lid handle, and with a gentle twist, the lid slowly opened with a "click."
In an instant.
A rich, milky aroma, mixed with a hint of durian, instantly filled the entire kitchen.
Yu Huan couldn't help but take a deep breath; the tempting aroma almost brought tears to her eyes.
Although it was already past seven o'clock and his stomach was indeed growling with hunger, he didn't rush. Instead, he stepped forward and hugged Lin Yourong tightly from behind.
Feeling her graceful curves, I snuggled close to her and whispered, "Honey, you've worked so hard."
Lin Yourong raised her chin diagonally upwards.
Looking at Yu Huan's nose behind her, she said with a smile, "It's just two dishes, what's the trouble?"
Yu Huan smiled gently, raised her hand, pinched the ear loop of her mask with her fingertips, helped her take off the mask, and then casually stuffed it into her jacket pocket.
"Well……"
Lin Yourong felt him suddenly grab her arm and pull it.
She did not resist, but followed his lead and turned around.
Yu Huan put one arm around her lower back.
Their eyes met, and looking into her tender eyes and delicate brows, he was about to lower his head and kiss her lips until they were swollen—
Lin Yourong suddenly stood on tiptoe, raised her arms, and wrapped them around his neck.
She closed her eyes slightly.
A moment.
Her deep red lips gently pressed against mine.
At the same time, the tip of her chin was close to his chin.
Yu Huan, who never expected the warrior of pure love to be so proactive, immediately hugged her even tighter.
The rich aroma of durian stewed chicken is mouthwatering.
The combined buffs created an unprecedentedly smooth sensation, leading the two to passionately embrace and kiss.
Not long after.
Lin Yourong suddenly dropped her heel.
Their lips parted.
She brushed the restless hand off her buttocks, glared at him, and panted as she said coquettishly, "Are you kneading dough here?!"
Yu Huan licked her wet lips, her gaze fixed intently on Lin Yourong, whose cheeks and neck were flushed red.
Especially her eyes, which shimmered with a gentle, autumnal light.
He chuckled and said, "No! My wife's big butt feels so much better than dough!"
Hearing this...
Big butt?
Lin Yourong's ears turned even redder, and she immediately spat at him with burning cheeks, "What are you saying!"
Yu Huan calmed her breathing a little and joked, "Speaking of which, you're quite good at kissing now!"
"I learned this from you!"
After her retort, Lin Yourong turned around and picked up a soup spoon, looking slightly flustered.
Suddenly realizing he had nothing to panic about, he glanced sideways at Yu Huan, who was picking up her rice bowl beside him:
"And you? Tell me honestly, who did you learn from?"
Yu Huan said, feeling speechless, "You're doing it again. Isn't it normal for men to be naturally good at this? Besides, there are learning materials!"
Lin Yourong scooped the durian shell stewed chicken from the pressure cooker into a soup bowl, and gave a soft "humph" through her nose: "What kind of study material is this—"
Suddenly realizing something, he stopped speaking abruptly and focused on serving the soup.
Yu Huan, with a rice bowl in one hand and chopsticks between his right thumb and forefinger, drifted to Lin Yourong's side.
A mischievous smile played on his lips as he whispered in her ear, "Japanese adult films, you know what I mean~"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong...
He was stunned for a moment.
She thought it was some kind of study material for a physiology class!
Lin Yourong, embarrassed and annoyed, immediately retorted: "Pah! I don't know anything about action movies!"
Yu Huan chuckled, turned around, and slowly walked out of the kitchen.
Set the bowls and chopsticks on the table, then pull out the two chairs on the same side and sit down.
Yu Huan picked up a piece of scrambled eggs with tomatoes garnished with scallions, put it in her mouth, and was filled with a sweet and sour taste that was just right and very appetizing.
He nodded repeatedly, chewing and praising indistinctly, "As expected of my mother-in-law, her cooking is perfect in color, aroma, and taste, no less than that of a restaurant chef."
Lin Yourong placed a full bowl of durian shell stewed chicken in front of Yu Huan and said irritably, "Eat yours already, stop being so talkative!"
Yu Huan swallowed the food in his mouth and said with a grin, "Wife, this is the truth. I'm not just being cheeky; I'm genuinely praising you!"
Lin Yourong sat down beside him, rolled her eyes at him, but smiled and said, "Alright, alright, hurry up and eat, it's probably getting a little cold."
"Who told you to hold me and kiss me for so long?" Yu Huan shrugged.
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong froze.
However, remembering that she was the one who had taken the initiative just now, and unable to refute it, she punched his arm playfully and said coquettishly, "You talk too much nonsense!"
"You've learned that trick Yu Chengcheng used to beat up Yu Songnian, are you trying to use it on me now?"
"Mind your own business, I'll hit you whenever I want!" Lin Yourong raised her chin and then hit her again.
Yu Huan ate two mouthfuls of rice without moving, then picked up the ceramic soup spoon in the soup bowl and scooped up a full spoonful.
Looking at the single red date and a few goji berries on top, I couldn't help but wonder if this was a bit too nourishing. I placed it in Lin Yourong's bowl and said with a smile, "Here you go, wife, you've worked hard cooking."
Lin Yourong gave a soft "humph" through her nose, then picked up her chopsticks and carefully scooped the soup in the bowl a few times.
With a steady flick of the chopsticks, a large chicken leg was picked up and placed on Yu Huan's bowl.
Upon seeing this, Yu Huan quickly nodded and bowed, his face beaming with smiles, saying, "Thank you, my wife! You're so good to me!"
Lin Yourong then picked up a red date and put it in her mouth, tilting her head slightly, and said in a tone that was both reproachful and indulgent, "You rascal, you're such a smooth talker!"
"Am I not sincere enough?" Yu Huan tore off a large bite of chicken leg meat and moved closer to her. She blinked her sincere eyes and gave her a head tilt in return.
Lin Yourong held her breath slightly, her mouth, which was chewing slowly, paused.
After a few breaths, she glared at him and said, "Eat!"
"Yes, ma'am!"
Yu Huan didn't say much and started eating.
Not long after.
Yu Huan picked up the soup bowl and slurped the last mouthful of soup from the bottom of the bowl into her mouth.
Hearing Lin Yourong ask from the side, "There's still some in the pot, would you like me to get you some more?"
"No need, I'm full. Don't feed me like a pig!" Yu Huan put down her bowl and let out a satisfied, silent burp.
He glanced at Lin Yourong, who was slightly bowing her head and spitting the date pits into her bowl, and without delay, he stood up and began to clear the dishes.
After bringing it into the kitchen, I squeezed some dish soap into my palm and started rinsing it directly.
Soon, the sounds of running water and clattering dishes gradually subsided.
Yu Huan carefully wiped the stove clean again, and then glanced back to see Lin Yourong carrying two stacked rattan chairs toward the karaoke room.
He quickly tore off a piece of kitchen paper and wiped the water off his hands.
He caught up with Lin Yourong in two quick steps, stretched out his hand and said, "Wife, let me do it."
Lin Yourong paused, turned slightly, and smiled, saying, "This isn't heavy. I'm not that delicate. You push the beanbag chair to the door, and then we'll carry it in together."
Yu Huan smiled brightly and agreed, "Okay, wife, I'll do as you say."
As I turned around, I unconsciously gave her buttocks a light squeeze.
Seeing that Lin Yourong neither turned her head nor screamed, it seemed she had given up resisting his move...
Yu Huan smiled broadly as he strode to the dark blue beanbag chair.
I reached out and brushed the bubble wrap aside, then squatted down and tried to lift it.
Before buying it, he carefully inquired with the salesperson and learned that the interior of this beanbag chair was made of solid wood and hardware, and it weighed about 100 kilograms.
The high-density foam filling is quite large, making it a bit difficult for one person to move.
As Yu Huan gently pushed her to the door of the karaoke room, the slight movement drew Lin Yourong to the back of the door.
She held up her palm and said softly, "Shouldn't we stand it upright and slowly tilt it to move it in?"
Yu Huan straightened up, put his hands on his hips, and said with a smile, "As expected of my wife, she's very observant."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong smiled and playfully remarked, "You're so glib."
Yu Huan jokingly laughed and said, "You're so glib and smooth-talking. Next, should I use sweet words to deceive you?"
"Hehe, you're not that bad." Lin Yourong teased with a smile.
She took a step forward, squatted down, and tried to lift the sofa: "Honey, it's not very heavy."
Having already seen the demonstration, the couple worked together and easily carried the sofa inside.
Yu Huan, standing behind, looked around the slightly altered karaoke room.
The wall with the window was decorated with light blue double-layered gauze curtains, and a long table was placed in the corner with a Yamaha guitar case on it, next to two particularly elegant rattan chairs.
Noticing that Lin Yourong's steps faltered, he quickly withdrew his right foot, which was already in mid-air.
"Honey, just leave it here."
Yu Huan looked away and glanced at the small coffee table beside her feet.
Seeing that Lin Yourong was already standing in the corner, he quickly replied, "Okay."
After the two put down the sofa, Lin Yourong pushed it to adjust its position and said with a smile, "This Roman rod curtain was installed by my mother at noon. It's the same color as the sound-absorbing panel you put on the wall, but much lighter."
Yu Huan looked thoughtfully at the dark blue sofa and asked gently, "Do you like this color yourself?"
"I like it!" Lin Yourong blurted out, then paused and instructed, "Go to the kitchen and get the scissors."
Yu Huan glanced at the bubble wrap on the sofa, nodded, and replied, "Okay."
After getting scissors from the kitchen, Yu Huan remembered that she had also bought things to make a photo wall, so she went to the wall in the second bedroom and found a hammer, which she could use to hammer nails later.
He held a hammer in one hand and scissors in the other.
Yu Huan returned to the karaoke room and asked Lin Yourong, who was swinging the coffee table, with a smile, "Wife, where do you want to hang the photos?"
Hear the words.
Lin Yourong turned her head and saw the hammer in his hand. She immediately raised her Buddha Palm and pointed it at him, saying urgently, "Don't be impatient! Just listen to my instructions!"
"Okay, I'll follow your instructions." Yu Huan couldn't help but chuckle.
Unconsciously, time passed quietly.
The sky outside the window gradually grew darker.
Lin Yourong stood with her hands on her hips, looking at the entire wall covered with hemp ropes that she had carefully woven into a fishing net shape, her joy and satisfaction evident in her expression.
Last night's Polaroid photos, excluding the four taken by Yu Chengcheng, leave twenty-six photos.
In the center of the photo wall, Lin Yourong used wooden clips to arrange these photos into a heart shape.
Yu Huan, who wouldn't let anyone interfere, lay on the beanbag chair playing on her phone for a while. Seeing that she seemed to have finished, she couldn't help but get up and go over to take a closer look.
Seeing their photo surrounded by a heart-shaped centerpiece, he immediately gave Lin Yourong a thumbs up and praised her generously: "Wife, you are so skillful! This photo wall is so beautiful!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong's face blossomed into an even brighter smile.
With a smirk and a hint of pride, he said, "Of course, how could my meticulous arrangement be anything but good?"
Yu Huan raised her hand and gently stroked the rough hemp rope on the wall. Looking around the cozy karaoke room, she suddenly felt strangely happy.
Just as he was about to agree with Lin Yourong and shower her with praise, he heard her immediately ask, "Darling, what time is it?"
Yu Huan smiled and said, "It's almost 8:30, honey. Your favorite show, 'Raising Children Is Difficult,' has started."
"Oh."
Lin Yourong hurriedly turned around and rushed towards the door:
"Let's watch some TV first!"
Yu Huan, who wasn't particularly interested in the show, watched her hurry away and disappear from sight around the corner.
Just as I was about to continue examining the photo wall, I caught a glimpse of her returning, her upper body leaning into the doorway: "Want to come and look at it with me?"
Her tone carried a hint of arrogance, but it was clear she wanted him to watch with her.
"Look!" Yu Huan nodded, unable to suppress a smile.
"Don't push yourself." Before she finished speaking, Lin Yourong disappeared into the doorway.
Yu Huan quickly turned off the lights and followed, proving with her actions that she wasn't forcing him...
The living room was as bright as day. On the L-shaped sofa, the two of them leaned against the backrest and lay together lazily.
The television screen displayed bright and clear colors, and the sounds of dialogue and background music emanating from the speakers filled the entire living room.
Although Lin Yourong was holding a large pillow in her arms, she still couldn't stop a restless hand from sneaking into the gap and unknowingly touching her chest.
In the drama, Wan Qian teases the domineering CEO uncle played by Wang Yaoqing with her wicked sense of humor. The funny lines and plot made Lin Yourong, who was engrossed in watching, giggle.
Suddenly, she noticed that the claw seemed to have unbuttoned one of her trench coat buttons.
She quickly reached out and pressed it down to stop it from running rampant, then turned her head and gave Yu Huan a light glare, saying coquettishly, "What are you doing! Can't you just watch TV?"
Yu Huan, shameless as ever, let his claws burrow deeper, gazing into her almond-shaped eyes, and chuckled, saying, "Wife, my hand just won't listen to me. It gets restless whenever it's idle. It's my fault, my fault."
Lin Yourong pinched the back of his hand and said irritably, "Don't move!"
Seeing that she didn't pull his hand away, Yu Huan nodded vigorously, promising, "I definitely won't move!"
A man's mouth, a liar.
Lin Yourong, of course, didn't believe his nonsense. She snorted softly and turned back to watch TV.
Since the Golden Eagle Theater started at 8:10 pm, and 20 minutes of the content was spent in the karaoke room, the first episode ended quickly and then it went into commercial break.
Lin Yourong stared blankly at the advertisement, her hand resting on the back of his hand, scratching it with her nails with a light touch.
She spoke with slightly rapid breathing, "Isn't that enough?! You should have felt my heart beating by now, you can take your hand back, right?"
Yu Huan glanced at her bright red earlobes, but the other woman preemptively used her excuse. Yu Huan's lips moved slightly: "Uh..."
A thought flashed through his mind, and he quickly pulled his hand back, picked up his phone, and changed the subject, saying, "I need to send your dad a text message. I need to hitch a ride with him to work tomorrow morning."
Lin Yourong suddenly turned to the side, like a nimble little beast, and pounced on Yu Huan from above.
Her face flushed red, and she said fiercely, baring her teeth and brandishing her claws, "You always touch me inappropriately! I'll bite you to death!"
After uttering those harsh words, he quickly pulled open his collar with both hands and buried his head directly in his neck.
While Yu Huan was momentarily stunned, she felt a sharp pain, like teeth piercing her skin, coming from near her collarbone.
Yu Huan tossed his phone aside and instinctively placed his hands on her shoulders.
I resisted the urge to push her away forcefully, and instead became a screaming chicken, yelling, "Hey! You really bit me!"
The intense sensation of biting and sucking was both tingling and numbing, causing Yu Huan to gasp softly.
After a while.
Lin Yourong suddenly raised her head, nimbly rolled over, lay back down beside him, and took a deep breath.
Then, focus your gaze on the bright red strawberry amidst the two rows of pale red teeth marks.
Looking at the result of her first attempt, Lin Yourong suppressed a laugh, pouted, and said, "Let's see if you dare to touch me again today!"
Yu Huan opened her phone's front camera and glanced at it: "Lin Yourong, you win!"
It bites people, and then it leaves hickeys on them!
(End of this chapter)