Reborn, I choose to register my marriage with the diva.

Chapter 281 I understand, yet I don't quite understand.

Chapter 281 I understand, yet I don't quite understand.

The skyline was illuminated by dazzling lights, the lights intertwining and merging into one, like a vast sea of ​​stars fallen to earth.

Clouds drift and the moon waxes and wanes; time flies by, and before we know it, it's eight o'clock in the evening.

After Yu Huan finished painting with latex paint, she carefully tidied up the area.

After making sure the cleaning was done, Lin Yourong nudged him and told him that a change of clothes had been prepared for him. Helpless, he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​resting and go to the bathroom to take a shower first.

The heater warmed the shower room, making it cozy and inviting.

After a long day, hot water pours down from the showerhead, flowing gently over every inch of your skin, bringing a tingling, comfortable sensation.

After the dust was removed, he comfortably dried himself off, put on a soft nightgown, and opened the door.

Then she slowly walked to the sink, bent down and slowly took out the hair dryer from the cabinet.

The moment the power is plugged in and the switch is pressed, a whooshing sound accompanied by the buzzing roar of the appliance suddenly erupts.

Warm air gushed from the hairdryer, brushing against his damp hair.

Just then, Yu Huan suddenly caught a glimpse of Lin Yourong gracefully swaying in through the doorway.

He turned his head, smiled and briefly exchanged glances with his charming wife, then looked back at himself in the mirror.

The warm breeze made her hair fly wildly.

She casually remarked, "Less than ten minutes? You're done washing so quickly?"

"Yes, when men take a shower, the most important thing is speed." Yu Huan nodded slightly in response.

Lin Yourong smiled gently.

As she passed behind him, Yu Huan's free hand involuntarily reached out, about to gently brush against her rounded breasts—

unexpectedly.

Lin Yourong suddenly reached out and grabbed her.

At the same time, he quickly took a few steps forward, swiftly escaping the range of his claws.

Lin Yourong turned around, spat at him, and said reproachfully, "I knew it, you're going to do something naughty again!"

Yu Huan held a hairdryer in one hand, waving it over her head, and gave a thumbs-up with the other: "You're incredibly insightful! You truly are amazing!"

Lin Yourong gave a soft "humph" through her nose.

I closed the toilet door gently, pressed the button on the spherical door lock, and locked it securely.

Heaven knows if this shameless man with a skin thicker than a city wall will suddenly barge in!

Yu Huan was completely unaware that she was being guarded against.

I tilted my head slightly, letting the warm breeze blow through the hair behind my ears, feeling the warmth flowing around my neck.

As the hairdryer continued to work, my hair gradually became fluffy, and my head was no longer as heavy and wet as it had been right after a shower.

Amidst the buzzing noise, the sound of the toilet door being opened could be faintly heard. Yu Huan pressed the switch button with a "click," and the surroundings immediately fell silent.

After blowing the air dryer, unplug the power cord.

I bent down, opened the cabinet door, and put the hair dryer inside.

The passageway was too narrow for the two to walk side by side, so Lin Yourong had to wait on the side.

She looked down at Yu Huan's well-defined profile and saw that the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, forming a faint smile.

Lin Yourong seemed to be infected by the smile, and she smiled and said, "Darling, you've worked hard today!"

Yu Huan closed the cabinet door, straightened up, and turned around.

He stood face to face with her, his gaze gentle, and said, "It's no trouble at all. It's my honor to be able to help my wife with her problems."

Lin Yourong smiled gently.

Her lips moved slightly, but before she could utter a sound, Yu Huan chuckled and continued, "Hmm, is there any reward for me?"

award?

What reward?!

Looking at his beaming little face.

Lin Yourong's thoughts raced, and her delicate face inexplicably flushed red.

She raised her hand and patted Yu Huan's shoulder, playfully scolding, "Go away, all you do is try to take credit!"

At the same time, he turned sideways and bumped into Yu Huan's arm.

Seeing this, Yu Huan quickly moved a step towards the sink to make room.

Turning his head to look at her slightly flustered figure as she ran away, he couldn't help but touch his chin.

I was just about to ask if I could be rewarded with a kiss!

No choice.

Yu Huan walked into the inner room, intending to soak her dirty pants so she could put them in the washing machine tomorrow and get them clean.

However, a thin layer of foam floated in the blue bucket under the tap, and his changed clothes could be vaguely seen underneath.

A broad smile crept onto his lips.

Lin Yourong, an only child born with a silver spoon in her mouth, was far more virtuous than he had imagined.

Perhaps this is because her family has never hired a nanny?

She has excellent self-care abilities.

Yu Huan turned back and walked towards the living room, turning off the lights one by one along the way.

As I stepped out of the gate, I saw the channel logo on the screen, which read "Mango TV," and it was playing a classic TV series called "Raising Children Is Difficult."

The opening drama of the year is a battleground that all TV stations compete for every year.

This drama lived up to Hunan TV's expectations, and as the 'pioneer' of parenting dramas, it consistently ranked first in viewership ratings across the country during its time slot.

While there aren't many flaws, the frequent camera shake is quite uncomfortable to watch, and the child in the show is not difficult to raise at all.

Looking at Wang Yaoqing's large face, Yu Huan knew that he was the richest man in the entire series, exuding an aura of domineering CEO.

His gaze swept across the television screen and landed on Lin Yourong, who was reclining on the sofa, clutching a cushion, looking incredibly comfortable.

She was staring intently at the screen.

She thoroughly enjoyed watching the humorous interactions between the quirky, teenage girl Wan Qian and the domineering middle-aged CEO Wang Yaoqing.

Yu Huan really wanted to watch the show with his fragrant wife, but since he still needed to make some investment decisions, he could only head towards the bedroom and say to her with a smile, "Honey, I'm going to the bedroom to use the computer for a bit. I have some things to take care of."

"Oh, go ahead and do your thing."

Lin Yourong nodded slightly.

Yu Huan walked quickly past the television set.

Compared to another drama starring Chen Sicheng, "The Love Story of Beiping", this drama is not as painful for those who love pure love.

Lighthearted and humorous, without any melodramatic elements.

There were no clichéd scenes of wicked mothers-in-law or strange mothers-in-law, which made her laugh out loud.

Before I knew it, the hands of the wall clock had quietly slid to 9:30.

As the episode ended, commercials began playing on the screen.

Lin Yourong blinked, stretched slightly, and stood up to move her body.

After a moment's thought, she bent down, picked up the cup from the coffee table, and gracefully went to the kitchen to pour herself a cup of hot water.

Then, he walked straight to the bedroom.

When they arrived on the balcony, they were surprised to find a black iPhone 5 lying on one side of Yu Huan's mousepad.

Upon hearing the soft footsteps, Yu Huan turned around and looked at Lin Yourong, who was walking towards them with a cup in her hand.

My fingertips quickly left the keyboard, ready to grab the water cup.

Lin Yourong stepped forward and gently placed it next to fruit 5.

She asked in confusion, "Honey, when did you get a new phone?"

Yu Huan picked up her water glass and said with a smile, "When Yu Chengcheng went back to China, she asked me to bring her an American-made fruit. I usually keep it in my drawer, you probably haven't noticed it yet—"

Lin Yourong interrupted him curiously, "I've never seen you use this phone before?"

Yu Huan lowered her head and brought the glass closer to the rim, blowing on the water inside, and said, "This phone is specifically for my overseas investments."

"Huh?" Lin Yourong was even more puzzled.

Without hesitation, Yu Huan patiently explained, "That's right. I used the first million you gave me to buy shops and wait for the demolition compensation. The other million is in investment projects. Because the prices fluctuate greatly and the risks are high, I may have to sit in front of the computer often at night to operate them."

"Oh, no wonder I gave you two million and you're still living so well—"

Lin Yourong's expression was one of sudden realization; the word "shabby" was on the tip of her tongue, but she forcibly swallowed it back.

He paused, then continued, using a less derogatory term:

"Frugality!"

Yu Huan, holding the water glass by the handle, calmly said, "You understand now, right?"

Lin Yourong nodded, then shook her head: "I understand, but I don't quite understand."

Upon hearing this, Yu Huan chuckled.

It seems that Lin Yourong is increasingly being assimilated by him.

She secretly learned the words from the past and used them in one set after another.

"Hmm...whatever you do..."

Lin Yourong's gaze swept across the laptop screen, her lips moved slightly, and she said:

"Anyway... I have money now... as long as I don't go out and indulge in debauchery, that's fine..."

A confused tree bears confused fruit, and I am the only one under the confused tree.

Yu Huan was taking a sip of water when she heard this and said, feeling utterly speechless, "Hey! Do you think I'm that bad? A womanizer?"

"Have!"

Lin Yourong uttered a single word with a resounding tone, then turned and ran away.

Yu Huan watched her back as she paused briefly by the bed, picked up the folded pajamas, and immediately disappeared into the doorway. With a wry smile, Yu Huan placed the water glass on the table.

With her right hand on the mouse and her left hand on the keyboard, half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Sleepiness gradually crept over her, so Yu Huan shut down her laptop, closed it, shook her head, and stretched out a big yawn.

It's 10 PM, time to cuddle with my wife and go to sleep.

He pondered this in his heart.

Today is January 21st. Lin Yourong's period, which started mid-month, is still ongoing; she doesn't know if it's over yet...

It's really not a good idea to ask him directly, lest the pure love warrior lock him out of the room and prevent him from going to bed.

Yu Huan stroked her chin with her fingers, pondered for a moment, then turned and walked out of the bedroom.

What reached my ears was the familiar advertising slogan of Sanjiu Cold Remedy.

The first thing you see is Lin Yourong in her pajamas, sitting on the sofa with her legs stretched out in a bucket, leisurely soaking her feet.

Yu Huan strode over to her side, glancing at her delicate feet that were lightly splashing in the water.

Lin Yourong looked away from the TV screen and said to Yu Huan, "Don't rush to rinse your mouth~"

"Huh?" Yu Huan asked, hands on her hips in confusion.

Be puzzled.

Lin Yourong lifted her foot and placed it on the edge of the bucket, then picked up a dry towel from the sofa beside her.

While wiping, she said, "Tomorrow is your birthday, so I bought you a small cake to celebrate!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Huan was immediately taken aback.

He said blankly, "I don't celebrate my birthday according to the Gregorian calendar."

"I don't care! I celebrate my birthday according to the Gregorian calendar!" Lin Yourong said, lowering her head and carefully wiping her fingers dry one by one.

Yu Huan looked at her slender, long, snow-white toes, which resembled tender lotus root sprouts, and said in a trembling, slightly hesitant voice, "Then it's the same if we eat them tomorrow morning."

Lin Yourong put down the towel, slid her feet off the edge of the sofa, and slipped into her slippers.

She shook her head slightly and looked at Yu Huan, saying, "You don't understand, do you? Eating birthday cake at midnight is what makes it feel special!"

Yu Huan let out a long sigh and rubbed her sore eyes.

Moving.

Moving.

I was still moved.

He feigned sleepiness, seemingly unmoved by the pure love warrior's words that brought tears to his eyes, and simply said drowsily, "What if I get sleepy?"

Lin Yourong stood up, thought for a moment, and said helplessly, "Hmm... then let's eat it tomorrow morning..."

The words fell.

Yu Huan watched her graceful figure as she carried the bucket towards the bathroom.

After a little consideration, I realized that my thinking shouldn't be like that of a man in his thirties, always thinking about resting on time and going to bed early.

As young people, we still have to stay up late when necessary!

In my past life at this age, I wouldn't touch my pillow until after midnight every day.

He simply threw himself onto the sofa, grabbed a cushion and covered his stomach, took out his phone from his pocket, and subconsciously opened the WeChat work group.

As a long-time lurker, I adhere to the principle of "only listening and only watching" and uphold three "never" principles:

Never asks questions, never responds, never shows up.

A new person joined our work group today, and we were chatting happily. Before long, the number of unread messages exceeded 99+.

Yu Huan swiped the screen and saw a series of "riding an electric bike and getting away" emojis, and her face instantly darkened.

The whole thing started with Wang Xianjiao's comment, "I'm not chatting anymore, I'm going to take a shower and go to bed," which, along with this emoji, triggered a series of posts that went viral.

It has to be said, this meme is indeed a bit addictive.

Yu Huan subconsciously made a save.

Hearing the approaching light footsteps, I looked up and saw a graceful figure standing in front of the coffee table.

"If you want to sleep, why don't you lie on the bed or the sofa?"

Yu Huan forcibly suppressed the urge to yawn, pressed the power button on his phone, casually tossed it aside, and joked, "My wife wants to celebrate my birthday with cake at midnight. How can I sleep? I won't be able to get any sleep!"

Lin Yourong smiled gently: "You look so sleepy. There are still two hours left. Can you hold on?"

"We will definitely be able to hold on!" Yu Huan nodded heavily.

Lin Yourong raised her hand to cover her lips, but then yawned and said, "I want to sleep too. You have to go to work tomorrow, so let's do as you said and eat tomorrow morning."

Upon hearing this—

Yu Huan sprang to his feet as if propelled by a spring, hurriedly saying, "Okay! I'll be all washed up right away, honey, you wait for me obediently in bed!"

"Well……"

Lin Yourong watched his retreating figure as he impatiently strode towards the bathroom before he finished speaking, and couldn't help but scratch the back of his long neck.

I always feel...

This jerk seems to have misunderstood something?

What is he thinking about?!

I had already thought about it before, and I was going to sleep in a separate room from him at the beginning!

But after sharing a bed twice, he behaved himself...

Lin Yourong felt her face burning as she thought about Yu Huan's lack of martial ethics and sneak attack this morning.

Step by step, without realizing it...

When I came to my senses, I suddenly realized that he had led me into a cage, and it felt like I had fallen into his trap.

Lin Yourong rubbed her face, and with a feeling of unease, she stepped into the bedroom.

Yu Huan stood in front of the sink, meticulously brushing her teeth.

Make sure there is no toothpaste residue in your mouth, then use a triple razor to shave off any stubble.

Looking at his reflection in the mirror, with his prominent eyebrows and eyes, he nodded in satisfaction.

I turned off the ceiling light in the living room and strode out into the bedroom, using the light streaming through the door frame.

The first thing I saw when I turned my head to look at the bed was a long, thin object lying on the inside.

Lin Yourong wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, and from Yu Huan's perspective, only a few strands of hair were visible.

Noticing the blanket that the Pure Love Warrior had spread out for him on the outside, Yu Huan slowly walked to the bedside, kicked off his slippers, and got into bed.

He decisively chose to crawl into her bed.

Yu Huan half-lyed down beside him, briefly gauging the area to roughly identify the shoulder, then gently patted it and softly called out, "Wife."

There was complete silence, not a sound whatsoever.

Yu Huan pondered for a moment.

Brushing my teeth, shaving, and taking a moment to admire myself in the mirror—it all took no more than ten minutes.

Surely I can't just fall asleep?

He then placed his hand on her and gently pushed her: "Wife~"

As Yu Huan moved, she swayed her body as she lay on her side inside.

"Asleep?" Yu Huan asked softly.

At this point, how could anyone not know the situation?

You can't wake someone who's pretending to be asleep.

Yu Huan scratched his head and sighed deeply.

This breath, seemingly carrying endless heaviness and exhaustion, was slowly exhaled from his chest and gradually dissipated into the air.

It is filled with helplessness and melancholy.

Yu Huan, with her hand resting on her shoulder, keenly noticed that her body had shifted slightly.

next moment.

Lin Yourong poked her head out and turned around.

With her bright, sparkling eyes, she scrutinized his face and asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"

I'm pretending I can't sleep anymore.

Because she is kind.

Yu Huan forced a smile, pretending to be melancholy, shook her head, and said wistfully, "We were sleeping in the same bed last night, and today you're avoiding me and ignoring me?"

"Well……"

Lin Yourong burying her mouth under the covers and spoke in a muffled voice:

"I've been sleeping alone in one bed for over twenty years... I'm still not used to it..."

Yu Huan turned over slightly and put her right arm behind her head.

Looking at the ceiling, he said speechlessly, "I don't snore or grind my teeth, and I'm very quiet when I sleep. I don't disturb your sleep at all. Aren't you used to it?"

Lin Yourong's lips moved slightly, and she buried her head even deeper into the ground.

With only half an eye showing, she stammered, "How long has it been since you properly kissed me?"

"Clam?"

This sudden remark left Yu Huan completely bewildered.

how long?

He thought about it carefully, scratched his cheek with one hand, and said, "Doesn't yesterday morning count?"

Hearing this question, Lin Yourong gritted her teeth. The blanket she was wrapped in emboldened her, and she raised her voice to argue, "It was just a quick kiss—that doesn't count—and you just wanted to touch my breasts!"

Yu Huan chuckled awkwardly, "Touching the bear was just an irresistible urge—"

Lin Yourong suddenly poked her head out, her face flushed and her neck stiff: "Can't help myself? Don't think I don't know what you're thinking! You touched me while I was asleep this morning!"

"Clam?"

Yu Huan saw tears welling up in Lin Yourong's eyes under the light.

His lips trembled three times immediately:

"No, let me explain—"

(End of this chapter)