yournovel Chapter 283 You Really Make Me Cry
Chapter 283 You Really Make Me Cry
Chapter 283 You really... I'm going to cry...
"I won't listen!"
Lin Yourong buried her face tightly in Yu Huan's armpit.
The incident happened suddenly, and it was far beyond her imagination.
So this is what men are like?
Lin Yourong's mind was in a mess, like a tangled mess with no way to make sense of it.
She was at a loss, completely unsure of what to do.
The feeling she got was as if he had shivered a few times...
What are all these things?!
Lin Yourong rubbed her hands together, her fingers barely clenched.
Sticky.
It's still a bit sticky!
Her instinctive action made Yu Huan's lips tremble. He swallowed hard and said, "Wife, could you please let go first..."
"Well……"
Lin Yourong rubbed her head against his armpit, her voice barely audible:
"I'm afraid..."
"What are you afraid of?" Yu Huan sighed, trying to calm her rapid breathing.
Lin Yourong wasn't afraid of anything.
She's afraid of everything now...
She buried herself in his armpit, blushing with embarrassment, and stammered, "...I'm afraid I'll get the blankets dirty..."
Although Yu Huan had finished releasing his pent-up emotions, he was still feeling a surge of excitement due to the intense sensory stimulation.
It seems the decline isn't too significant...
This helped him regain some face.
Seeing Lin Yourong's somewhat bewildered look, he couldn't help but chuckle and say, "Then you might as well just keep holding on to it."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Yourong suddenly let go of his hand and wiped his thighs and underwear repeatedly.
Then she turned over and crawled out of bed with her back to him.
In the dim light where one could barely see five fingers, Yu Huan saw that she had hidden herself completely under another quilt, leaving no gaps.
If she were sleeping outside, she would probably be so ashamed that she would run away right now.
Yu Huan's thoughts raced for a moment, then she reached behind her and found the light switch by the bedside.
With a crisp "click," a faint light illuminated the dim bedroom.
Yu Huan took deep breaths of the fresh air.
He turned his head and glanced at the ostrich-like Pure Love Warrior, and couldn't help but chuckle softly again.
At this moment, it's best not to say anything more.
Let her calm down on her own, so that she won't start crying for no reason again later!
But what is utterly unacceptable is that he actually...
Let's not talk about tonight's events again!
Yu Huan then threw off the covers, took a few deep breaths, and slowly sat up.
After he calmed down several times,
She then got out of bed, put on slippers, and slowly walked to the wardrobe, opening one of the doors.
Hearing the slightest movement, Lin Yourong secretly slipped a gap in the blanket.
She observed Yu Huan's back from a distance, getting a glimpse of the whole picture.
At the same time, I couldn't help but raise my hand again and sniff it—
what!
Ugh, it smells awful!
Yu Huan opened the drawer, found a pair of underwear, and then strode to the bathroom.
Not long after.
When he returned, he had a towel with steaming hot air in his hand.
Yu Huan knelt on the bed and patted the blanket on the inside: "Wife, I got a hot towel. Let me wipe your hands."
There was silence.
There was no response whatsoever.
But a fair, lotus-root-like arm peeked out from the edge of the blanket.
Her palms hung limply, her fingernails appearing pink and glistening under the soft bedside lamplight.
Seeing this, Yu Huan said with some surprise, "Did you put on that kind of clear nail polish? I just noticed, damn it! I didn't even know my wife got her nails done!"
Lin Youren, lying in bed, couldn't help but chuckle softly.
then.
She said in a muffled voice, "Um... after lunch, I got my nails done at the nail salon next door with Ji Meng..."
Yu Huan gently took her small hand in his: "Oh! I must say, my wife's hands are so beautiful!"
"Well……"
He showered him with compliments, and the awkward atmosphere seemed to dissipate quietly.
I carefully wiped her fingers clean, then nimbly got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash the towel.
After tidying up, Yu Huan, feeling extremely thirsty, poured himself a glass of water.
Emerging from the kitchen, my gaze swept over the wall clock; the hands were at 11:17.
After the release, I felt refreshed and energetic.
If we wait another forty minutes, it seems like we can eat birthday cake with Lin You Rong?
Holding a water glass, I pressed the light switch on the wall. After a brief change in brightness, the orange-yellow streetlight shone in through the kitchen window, making it possible to roughly see the path beneath my feet.
Yu Huan went straight back to the bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed, and turned her head to look at the strip of things that were wrapped up tightly.
There was a slight thud, seemingly at the foot.
He couldn't help but chuckle, took a small sip of water, and said, "Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"
The words fell.
Lin Yourong sat up, wrapped tightly in the quilt, revealing only her almond-shaped eyes and delicate nose.
Just like No-Face, he slowly moved to Yu Huan's side: "I want a drink..."
The water that was boiled in the evening is no longer very hot.
Yu Huan, having tested the water temperature, held the cup by the handle and brought it to Lin Yourong's nose.
Lin Yourong slowly peeked out from under the covers, her expression one of extreme caution.
Seeing her bring the cup to the rim, Yu Huan slowly tilted the cup.
The water in the cup flowed down the side of the cup, and when the water touched her lips, she first took a small sip, as if testing whether the water temperature was suitable.
Then, she began to swallow in small sips.
With a soft "glug-glug" sound, Lin Yourong drank more than half a glass of water in one gulp before pausing slightly.
She looked up, took a breath, licked her moist lips, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face: "Okay~"
Yu Huan watched her subtle expressions.
Her eyes shimmered like autumn water, revealing a charm she never usually displayed.
The weight on my heart has finally been lifted.
to be frank.
Earlier, when Yu Huan was washing her underwear and towel under the tap, she felt a little regretful about her rash actions.
however.
Now it seems that she doesn't hold any grudges?
Yu Huan pondered for a moment, his mind racing, then tilted his head back and drank the last bit of warm water in his cup in one gulp.
Lin Yourong did not lie back down, but squatted down next to Yu Huan like No-Face.
She buried her mouth under the covers again and asked in a muffled voice, "What time is it?"
"11:20." Yu Huan raised her hand and gently pinched her delicate nose. "We kissed for about half an hour before. Are you satisfied now? You won't say I didn't kiss you properly anymore, will you?"
"Well……"
Lin Yourong shrank back, dodging Yu Huan's claws.
Yu Huan lowered her hand, a smile playing on her lips, and continued, "How about we eat the birthday cake a little later, just like you said?"
"Okay~" Lin Yourong nodded slightly.
She looks so adorable.
Yu Huan raised her arm and, through the blanket, patted her head affectionately.
He then got up, took a step, and prepared to pour himself another glass of water.
As he stopped in front of the kitchen counter, he heard a rustling sound of footsteps coming from the living room.
Turning my head, I saw Lin Yourong drifting towards the bathroom like a gust of wind.
In short, she walked with her head down, her hands unconsciously fiddling with the hem of her clothes.
Her gaze darted around, as if she was afraid to meet his eyes.
His awkwardness was strangely endearing.
Yu Huan, both amused and exasperated, raised her cup, tilted her head back, and brought it to her lips, taking large gulps of water, her Adam's apple bobbing up and down with each swallow.
After replenishing his water, he moved to the corner of the living room near the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door to take a look.
In the small refrigerator room, the light was warm and soft.
My eyes were instantly drawn to an exquisitely crafted birthday cake.
Through the transparent packaging, the heart shape was clearly visible, topped with white chocolate shavings, and it was about six inches in size. Yu Huan clearly saw the slogan on the dark chocolate plaque stuck on the cake:
Happy birthday, darling!
May you have peace and happiness every year!
This cake, like a dazzling firework suddenly bursting in the midst of an ordinary day, brings endless surprise and emotion.
Even on this cold winter night, he was only wearing two layers of clothing—
Pajamas and thermal underwear.
But Yu Huan felt a warm current flowing from her heart, slowly spreading throughout her body.
This, perhaps, is the taste of happiness?
With a smile on his face, he carefully took it out with both hands, and then skillfully closed the cabinet door with his shoulder.
Without turning on the lights, he simply placed the cake in the center of the coffee table, then crossed his legs and lazily slumped back on the sofa.
Suddenly, Lin Yourong emerged from the bathroom like a gust of wind.
In the dim light, I caught a glimpse of him sitting on the sofa, his head drooping as he strolled past the television.
Yu Huan thought for a moment, his lips moved slightly, and he was about to call her back.
However, Lin Yourong, who had floated to the bedroom door, suddenly turned back.
She sat upright a body length away from Yu Huan, looking as if she were about to drape a whisk over her arm.
Yu Huan noticed her serious demeanor and, feeling both amused and exasperated, shifted her position to sit closer to her.
Just as he was pulling her into his arms, Yu Huan suddenly heard a "cooing" sound...
In this quiet atmosphere, it appears exceptionally clear.
Her cheeks flushed instantly again, and she frantically covered her stomach with her hands, as if that would cover up the embarrassing sound...
But her stomach seemed oblivious to her predicament, growling a few more times...
Yu Huan finally couldn't hold back and chuckled, quickly asking, "Are you hungry?"
"Well……"
Lin Yourong slumped back on the sofa, moved a cushion next to her to cover her face, and entered ostrich mode.
Yu Huan raised her hand and placed it on her thigh; the cotton fibers were delicate and smooth.
He couldn't help but stroke it, feeling the even and fine texture. With the thought of making up for her lack of energy, he smiled and said, "Kissing burns the same amount of calories as jogging. We've been kissing for so long, it's perfectly normal for you to be hungry now."
Lin Yourong suddenly threw back the cushion, her face full of doubt, and slowly said, "Really? According to you, kissing can help you lose weight?"
"clever!"
Yu Huan slumped back, saying calmly:
"Seriously, I'm a reviewer who's read thousands of books! Do you think I'd make up something to fool you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned slightly to the side and pulled her into his arms.
Lin Yourong instinctively hugged Yu Huan's waist and rested her head on his shoulder.
With a thoughtful expression, he said, "No wonder, I always feel so thirsty when I kiss you..."
Yu Huan's lips twitched slightly, but she swallowed the flirtatious remark about burning more calories through aerobic exercise in bed.
He gently stroked her soft, long hair by her ear and asked, "Would you like something to eat first? We have durian, or I can make you a bowl of pork rib noodles."
Lin Yourong suddenly shook her head: "No! Eating too much at night will make you fat!"
"That's up to you. Anyway, I'll like you whether you're fat or not."
Yu Huan's sweet words, spoken without hesitation, made Lin Yourong's heart pound wildly.
Without realizing it, she raised her right hand from his waist, brought it to her nose, and took a slight sniff.
Ok……
After carefully scrubbing it several times with soap, only a faint soapy scent remained.
Although the smell was unpleasant, after smelling it in bed for a while...
It really does get inexplicably addictive!
Lin Yourong had no idea what she was thinking...
She felt her face burning hot and suddenly broke free from Yu Huan's embrace, pushing his arm away.
I held my breath briefly to bolster my voice.
The thought of that stinky man making her hands all messy made her stand up and said with a hint of arrogance, "I want an apple. It's in the refrigerator drawer. Go get it for me!"
"Okay, okay." Without saying a word, Yu Huan received the instruction and stood up briskly.
Looking at his silhouette against the light, Lin Yourong smiled slightly and continued, "I want to drink more water!"
"Okay!" Yu Huan readily agreed, complying with everything. She walked to the refrigerator, opened the cabinet door, and asked, "Do you want the apples peeled?"
"Need not!"
A few moments.
Yu Huan carefully washed the apples in front of the sink, then picked up a steaming cup from the counter, walked out of the kitchen, around the coffee table, and sat down next to Lin Yourong.
As he placed the cup on the coffee table, he handed the bright red apple in his hand to Lin Yourong.
Lin Yourong took it with one hand, put it directly to her mouth, and took a big bite—
"Crunch!" With a crisp sound, each chew was accompanied by the crunching sound of the fruit pulp being crushed.
Feeling a bit hungry, Yu Huan secretly swallowed and asked expectantly, "What kind of apple is this? It looks crisp and fresh. Is it sweet?"
In the dim light.
Lin Yourong glanced at Yu Huan's gentle face and keenly observed that his Adam's apple moved slightly, causing the corners of her mouth to turn up slightly.
She swallowed the juice and pulp from the apple in her mouth and said, "A sugar-heart apple from the Western Regions, it's quite sweet."
As she spoke, she turned the apple in her hand around, took a bite out of it, and brought it to Yu Huan's lips.
Without saying a word, Yu Huan opened her blood-red mouth and bit down viciously.
The apple juice, sweet and refreshing, filled my mouth, making me feel incredibly comfortable.
Lin Yourong's eyes were filled with a gentle smile as she brought the apple to her lips and took a small bite.
The two of them took turns taking a bite.
In silence.
We shared an apple.
Yu Huan took the apple core from her hand, got up and went to the kitchen, throwing it into a bin with the food waste.
After wiping her hands with a tissue, Lin Yourong glanced at the wall clock.
Seeing that the minute hand had passed the 50 mark and was gradually aligning with the hour hand at the '12' position, I moved the cake from the center of the coffee table in front of me and loosened the tightly tied bow on it.
Yu Huan stood beside him, hands on her hips, brimming with happiness.
I watched her tuck her cascading hair behind her ears and then light the candles on the birthday cake.
He glanced at the number '24' and couldn't help but joke, "Since you're going to celebrate my birthday according to the Gregorian calendar, why are you calculating my age using the traditional Chinese age system instead of my actual age?"
Lin Yourong snorted: "From now on, your age must be calculated using the traditional Chinese age system (lunar calendar), otherwise I'll be a year older than you!"
Upon hearing this explanation, Yu Huan couldn't help but chuckle and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you!"
Before he could finish speaking, he added with a touch of humor, "Sister Yourong~"
Hear the words.
Lin Yourong immediately straightened up, raised her hand and punched his chest, rolled her eyes and said coquettishly, "You rascal!"
Yu Huan stepped forward, put his arm around her shoulder, hugged her, and kissed her forehead, saying, "This is the first time someone I love has celebrated my birthday with me. I'm actually quite touched."
"Well……"
Lin Yourong wrapped her arms around his waist, but spoke softly:
"After midnight, 'Time Thief' will be available online on all major music platforms~ Let's listen to the song and blow out the candles together later~"
"Clam?"
What do you mean?
No wonder!
Lin Yourong had previously emphasized that she would celebrate his birthday at midnight.
The song "Time Thief" has a simple melody but a profound charm. The lyrics intertwine the themes of cherishing, time, and emotions, expressing a deep appreciation for relationships.
In short, while the sun shines brightly and time is still on our side, cherish the happiness around us and everything in the present moment.
In a moment of bewilderment, Yu Huan's mind raced, and she was overwhelmed with emotion, feeling as if tears were welling up in her eyes.
He blinked and took a deep breath.
The rich fragrance of her hair, mingling with the cool air, filled my lungs. My nose began to sting, and my voice trembled as I said, "You really... I'm going to cry..."
Lin Yourong verbally demanded that he give her the feeling of being in love.
It turns out that she was the one who had been creating the romance all along; she was the one giving him the feeling of being in love...
"Ok?"
Lin Yourong tilted her head back slightly, looking at his moist eyes.
His eyes were glistening with tears, and he truly looked like he was about to cry.
"Well……"
Lin Yourong immediately hugged him tightly, tilted her head to rest on his shoulder, and said softly:
"Don't cry, darling! It's just your birthday. There are many more wonderful days ahead for us to spend together! Don't be so touched~"
Soft, warm light streamed in through the glass windows of the open kitchen, illuminating the living room floor.
Yu Huan smelled the faint fragrance emanating from her body, raised her arm, and wiped her sore eyes with her sleeve.
He forced a smile and said, "I don't know why, but I just feel so lucky to have met you and to have such wonderful moments. I can hardly believe it's all real."
Lin Yourong replied without hesitation, "Of course it's true! How could it be false?"
(End of this chapter)