yournovel Chapter 218 Su Su, who says one thing but means another!
Chapter 218 Su Su, who says one thing but means another!
Chapter 218 Su Su, who says one thing but means another!
"beep--"
The call was abruptly disconnected.
Wearing a light brown knit sweater, Yu Huan slowly removed her phone from her ear and let out a long sigh.
Women are so indecisive. He had been waiting in the hotel lobby for a full half hour, truly becoming a "waiting-for-him-wife-to-be-still-on-him-stone."
He put his phone back in his pocket, feeling like each day was an eternity.
I sank into the soft leather sofa, inhaling the rich fragrance in the air.
The initial excitement of arriving had been worn down by Lin Yourong's procrastination, leaving her somewhat drowsy.
His eyelids started to droop.
He hadn't slept well, as the fatigue from getting up at four in the morning to catch the high-speed train gradually overwhelmed him, making him want to close his eyes and rest for a while.
The elevator doors in the distance clicked softly and slowly opened again.
Yu Huan, who was no longer so eager to see him, lazily raised her head and looked up.
But then a slender, graceful figure stood tall in the middle of the elevator car, waiting for the doors that were sliding to the sides to open completely.
She wore his familiar fisherman's hat, a black cotton mask that covered most of her face, and a blue denim shirt and black wide-leg pants, looking both casual and elegant.
Seeing this, Yu Huan's spirits lifted, and the long-awaited appearance finally came out!
Lin Yourong, in the distance, stepped out of the elevator, her almond-shaped eyes, framed by her hat brim and mask, scanning the room.
He met the gaze of the man who was slumped on the sofa, and immediately strode over like a gust of wind.
Soon, they arrived in front of them.
"Hi~"
Yu Huan weakly raised her hand and waved at her.
Lin Yourong, amidst the fragrance that filled the air, sat down beside him.
Seeing that Yu Huan didn't look well, she asked softly with some concern, "What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?"
Yu Huan sighed, with a hint of complaint: "I've had enough sleep, but I've been waiting for you until the flowers have all withered."
Lin Yourong chuckled: "Have you had breakfast? Are you hungry?"
"What do you think? I just drank a bottle of milk and ate a piece of bread around four o'clock." Yu Huan patted her hungry stomach.
"Then you'll have to wait for me a little longer, I haven't washed up yet."
"Oh," Yu Huan replied, her eyes glancing unintentionally at the front desk.
The two receptionists seemed to still be subtly observing him, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
As originally planned.
They hadn't seen each other for several days; he should have given her a big bear hug and then kissed her cheeks passionately.
After a moment's thought, he shifted his body slightly, getting even closer to Lin Yourong.
An arm reached behind her and gently encircled her slender waist.
Yu Huan couldn't help but sigh to herself, "It's so nice to be in such a warm temperature."
At least, without layers of thick clothing blocking the way, the light and thin fabric makes the feel even more wonderful.
For example, right now, all I can feel is that her waist is so slender it seems like you could wrap your hand around it.
All perceptions were so clear.
His hand unconsciously stroked her soft and elastic belly.
Lin Yourong felt a little ticklish from his movements.
She gently twisted her waist.
The unique softness and elasticity made Yu Huan's heart flutter.
Men are afraid of having a slender waist.
The ancients never deceived me!
Lin Yourong feigned anger and slapped his hand away, letting out a coquettish whisper from beneath her mask:
"Stop fooling around, you're always being indecent!"
"How can you blame me, darling? You're just too charming." Yu Huan smiled shamelessly, his eyes fixed on her captivating, clear eyes, as if trying to see into her heart.
"Well……"
Lin Yourong felt a little embarrassed by his gaze and awkwardly looked away.
She hesitated for a moment, then suggested, "Why don't we go upstairs first?"
"Okay." He readily agreed, withdrawing his hand from her waist and picking up his jacket from the other end of the sofa.
Then, I took her soft little hand in mine.
The two of them stood up together.
Lin Yourong struggled slightly, pulling her small hand out of Yu Huan's grasp, and instead intertwined her fingers with his, holding them tightly together.
She led him, and they walked slowly toward the elevator, one in front of the other.
She felt his warmth and sensed his steps following hers.
Lin Yourong felt a surge of warmth in her heart, but she pretended to be nonchalant and said, "I thought you would be very excited to see me after a week."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan was taken aback.
Is it because I didn't give her a warm hug when we met that she got a little upset?
After pondering for a moment and silently speculating, he said somewhat awkwardly, "You might laugh at me if I tell you..."
"Hmm?" Lin Yourong turned her head to look at him curiously.
"I feel like the two girls at the front desk are always glancing at me, whether intentionally or unintentionally."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong turned around and glanced at the front desk.
Indeed, the two receptionists were whispering to each other, glancing in their direction every now and then.
She couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Oh, you still have an image to maintain? Or are you worried about your relationship being exposed?"
"Huh? Do I need to expose it? My colleagues all know I have a boyfriend!" Yu Huan scratched his head: "I just feel a little uncomfortable."
Lin Yourong pressed the up button, and the elevator doors on the first floor immediately opened.
As she led Yu Huan into the elevator, she slowly began to speak:
"Don't be so sensitive. Maybe they just think you're handsome, so they glanced at you a few more times. That's normal, just like before."
Yu Huan thought his wife's words made sense.
After all, he is only slightly famous online at the moment, and he is far from being recognized wherever he goes on the street.
So when he travels, he doesn't cover his face like his wife does. Besides, he's not used to wearing hats and masks; they're too stuffy.
But after carefully considering the last half of the sentence, he suddenly looked confused: "What do you mean, 'same as before'? Did you notice if a girl glanced at me a few times before?"
"Well……"
Lin Yourong was somewhat speechless.
Seeing Yu Huan's jealous reaction, she smiled and then changed the subject, asking, "You know I'm famous now?"
"Hmm," Lin Yourong said half-jokingly, "How could I not know you were trending second on the hot search list for being handsome?"
As the elevator doors slowly closed, the outside world's sight and noise were shut out.
Their eyes met, both filled with tenderness and affection.
Lin Yourong turned to the side.
He intertwined his fingers with Yu Huan's with one hand, and took out a room key from his pocket with the other.
After swiping her card, she pressed the button for the fifteenth floor.
The elevator car shook slightly, accompanied by a soft "humming" sound, and began to slowly ascend.
"Hehe, speaking of which, compared to my wife's national popularity, I'm just an unknown little internet celebrity." Yu Huan joked easily, while cleverly adjusting her position so that her back was to the surveillance camera in the corner.
He gently pulled Lin Yourong's hand and tenderly embraced her.
I originally intended to just hold her like this and be tender with her.
However, the large hand still draped over the jacket on its forearm had its own ideas.
She very unscrupulously peered back and firmly rubbed it.
The wide-leg pants are made of lightweight silk fabric.
I could only feel the plumpness overflowing from between my fingers.
But the next moment.
He felt a sharp pain in his lower back, as if Lin Yourong had grabbed his waist.
"You're up to no good again!" Lin Yourong glared at Yu Huan, her voice laced with a hint of gritted teeth.
"You pinched me again!" Yu Huan grimaced, but showed no sign of backing down: "Then I'll pinch you back!"
This soft, elastic, round object will be in your palm.
Let's start pinching it with our hands right away!
Lin Yourong immediately released her crab-like hand that was gripping him, feeling utterly powerless.
A cry.
She collapsed into his arms.
His head, adorned with a fisherman's hat, was pressed against his chest.
Yu Huan pinched the soft, plump flesh between her thumb and forefinger.
Twist lightly.
Lin Yourong, who had been listening intently to Yu Huan's strong heartbeat for a few moments, immediately raised her hand and playfully punched Yu Huan's shoulder, complaining coquettishly:
"You're getting more and more annoying!"
The elevator car suddenly stopped.
The door opened.
"Hehe, you know you were wrong for pinching me?"
Yu Huan grinned mischievously and ruffled her hair again.
Then, he let go of her embrace.
Lin Yourong hung her head, rushed out of the elevator, and ran away in extreme embarrassment.
Yu Huan hurriedly followed her, taking her hand gently.
Lin Yourong obediently slowed her pace.
She was still muttering under her breath, "Every time you get the chance, you try to touch me inappropriately..."
"Love is something that makes people unable to control themselves!" Yu Huan's face was beaming with a bright smile.
This display of a cultured person acting like a scoundrel left Lin Yourong speechless, unsure of what to say.
Sudden.
Yu Huan let go of her hand.
Lin Yourong's steps faltered.
She turned around in confusion, only to see him taking a bunch of vibrant red roses out of his jacket pocket. The roses were carefully wrapped in transparent cellophane, and a pretty bow was tied to the stem.
Yu Huan smiled and handed the rose to Lin Yourong, who had turned to the side: "Ta-da! Look, I've been waiting for you so long the flowers haven't even withered!"
"Humph!"
Lin Yourong grabbed the roses in her hand and walked quickly, her long legs moving like wheels of fire.
Yu Huan looked at his wife's angry back and couldn't help but scratch his head.
The "pure love warrior" thought he was obsessed with sex and only wanted to sleep with her, so she got angry.
He treats her like his wife, his closest partner, which is why he takes advantage of her so brazenly!
Stepping onto the soft carpet, he hurriedly caught up.
As Lin Yourong took a step, she pulled out a room from her pocket.
Suddenly, he stopped in front of a door, his movements fluid and graceful. He quickly swiped his card and pushed the door open, as if a raging flood was following him, unwilling to linger outside for even a moment longer.
The moment she entered the room, Yu Huan rushed over and followed closely behind, fearing she would be locked out.
Of course.
Lin Yourong walked briskly inside without turning her head, showing no intention of stopping him from entering.
Inside this luxurious double room, the curtains were drawn so tightly that they completely blocked out all outside light.
All the lighting fixtures were adjusted to the perfect level, neither too bright and glaring nor too dim, creating a warm and comfortable atmosphere.
At this moment, Sister Ru, who was making the bed in the room, turned around and saw the two people who entered one after the other.
With a beaming smile, she greeted Yu Huan warmly, "Good morning, Boss!"
Uh……
Upon hearing this address, Yu Huan turned around, closed the door, and replied, "Hello, Sister Ru."
Wearing a casual short-sleeved T-shirt, Sister Ru shifted her gaze away from Yu Huan, the handsome young man.
Lin Yourong had already pulled out a chair and sat down at the desk, holding a bright red rose in her hand, which was particularly eye-catching.
Sister Ru immediately exclaimed "Oh!" and teased, "Last time it was white roses, this time it's red roses, so next time it'll be pink or yellow?"
Yu Huan looked puzzled, a big question mark on her face, and asked, "Are there so many colors of roses?"
“There are plenty, even two-tone ones, but they’re not usually sold in flower shops.” Sister Ru bent down and smoothed out the wrinkles in the quilt.
"The cheese price has gone up."
Yu Huan casually placed the jacket on the writing desk.
Lower your head.
He glanced at Lin Yourong, who was admiring the rose in her hand.
He couldn't help but ask with concern, "You're wearing a hat and mask even after coming inside. Don't you feel stuffy?"
He recalled the last time he attended a fan gathering at the airport, he had only worn these things for a short while before he could no longer stand them.
"Mind your own business!" Lin Yourong sniffed the red rose through her mask.
You can't pick them now.
Because the corners of the mouth are even harder to press than an AK!
To prevent him from thinking that sending a bouquet of roses gives him the right to do whatever he wants and from starting to take advantage of us!
In Yu Huan's eyes, Lin Yourong inexplicably transformed into an iceberg that never melts, exuding an aura that keeps strangers at bay.
Seeing this, he scratched his head helplessly.
Did you really make her angry?
A woman's heart is truly unfathomable; if he could understand it completely, he wouldn't have ended up as a simp in his past life.
Sister Ru unplugged her phone, which was charging, from the bedside table and said with a smile, "Yu Huan, what have you done to offend my Su Su this time?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan was speechless for a moment.
You can't say that the "pure love warrior" got angry because her legal husband acted frivolously towards her, can you?
"Sister Ru, what are you talking about? I'm just still half asleep, sitting here to wake myself up," Lin Yourong said at the right moment.
She placed the red roses on the desk, removed her fisherman's hat and mask, revealing her beautiful, unblemished face, and looked up at Yu Huan standing beside her, saying gently:
"Honey, if you're sleepy, lie down on my bed for a while. I need to wash up, which will take some time."
"Oh."
Yu Huan responded with a nod, pounding his fist on the ground.
She seems to care about him a lot, so she's not really angry after all!
However, being called "darling" so naturally in everyday life made Yu Huan's lips involuntarily curl up, a smile even harder to suppress than an AK.
He glanced back and noticed that the blankets on both beds were neatly made, clearly having been tidied up by Sister Ru.
“This is my bed.” Lin Yourong pointed to the bed by the window.
Yu Huan immediately took a few steps forward, sprawled out on the soft bed, and couldn't help but exclaim, "So comfortable!"
As Sister Ru moved to the vanity to apply lipstick, she glanced back at Yu Huan and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Yu Huan, what time did you get up to catch the high-speed train?"
“Four o’clock!” Yu Huan declared firmly.
"You're really quite domineering," Sister Ru said admiringly in the Changsha dialect.
Yu Huan raised his chin and glanced over, only to find that his wife was no longer at the desk, except for a bunch of red roses lying there, obviously she had gone to the bathroom to wash up.
He turned his head and asked with particular concern, "What are the arrangements for my wife's book signing? I heard her say she's only planning to stay in Guangzhou for two days?"
"In order to terminate her contract with Canwen as soon as possible, Susu has arranged a very tight autograph tour schedule. Originally planned for a month, it has now been compressed into nine days, and she will be visiting seven cities. Guangzhou is the first stop, and tomorrow at five o'clock, she will take a flight to Kunming, stay for a day, then on the 8th, Chengdu, and on the 9th, Chang'an—" Sister Ru explained in detail.
"You've worked so hard," Yu Huan said abruptly, her voice full of concern.
With such a full schedule, flying almost every day, just hearing about it makes one feel exhausted.
Sister Ru shook her head: "Susu had to arrange her schedule so tightly in order to participate in the show 'I Am a Singer,' there was nothing we could do about it."
"I understand." Yu Huan nodded slightly and closed her eyes.
"you--"
Sister Ru turned her head away and saw that Yu Huan's eyes were already closed, so she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue...
I originally wanted to talk to him about the "leader brother" becoming famous.
In Yu Huan's perception, his eyes had just closed, and his mind was still in a daze.
Suddenly, his eyelashes were tickled, which made him a little more awake. His eyelids trembled repeatedly, and he instinctively wanted to open them.
But the thought of his wife being in the room made him turn his head away, wanting nothing more than to sleep.
Suddenly, an enticing aroma that made one's mouth water wafted into their nostrils.
Hungry, Yu Huan suddenly opened his eyes and saw a delicate, oval face with light makeup close to him, smiling at him.
Who is this?
Yu Huan moved her eyes slightly from side to side within their sockets, taking a brief look at the face.
His features were familiar and endearing, especially his almond-shaped eyes, which were as clear as autumn water.
Oh……
never mind.
It turns out she was my wife.
With her eye makeup and heavy blush, she was almost unrecognizable at first glance.
Lin Yourong held a pair of chopsticks in her hand, picked up some golden and tempting food, and brought it close to his nose.
She slightly opened her mouth: "Ah~ Time to eat pan-fried buns~"
Yu Huan's eyes were still a little sleepy, and she hadn't fully come to her senses yet.
Upon hearing this, it opened its blood-red mouth without hesitation and swallowed the small pan-fried bun in one gulp.
With a bite, the delicious juice bursts into your mouth instantly, and before you know it, it even spills out from the corner of your mouth.
Seeing this, Lin Yourong quickly raised her arm, grabbed a tissue from the bedside table, and held it to Yu Huan's chin in time, managing to catch it before it dripped onto the bed.
"What time is it?" Yu Huan asked while chewing.
Even though my mind was still a little foggy, my taste buds were slowly awakening.
The outer crust is crispy and delicious, while the filling is tender and juicy—it's simply an unparalleled treat.
nice!
Lin Yourong got up, threw the crumpled paper into the trash can at the foot of the bed, and looked up at the ship's wheel-shaped art clock on the TV cabinet:
10:46.
Sister Ru was sitting at her desk, holding her phone in one hand and using chopsticks to put a pan-fried bun into her mouth with the other, adding, "Yu Huan, you slept for more than an hour."
Yu Huan threw off the jacket covering her, sat up cross-legged, and couldn't help but slap her thigh: "So long!? I feel like I just closed my eyes."
"That's how it is when you're too tired. I see you sleeping so soundly, I don't have the heart to wake you up."
Lin Yourong picked up another pan-fried bun from the desk and held it to Yu Huan's mouth.
"Every minute and every second I spend with my wife is precious!" As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Huan took a bite.
This time, Yu Huan learned her lesson and put the pan-fried bun in her mouth before biting into it.
aside.
Seeing him eating with relish, the pure and innocent Lin Yourong couldn't help but smile.
After a moment's thought, she turned and walked to the desk, took a small bottle of Jing Tian mineral water, and placed it at his feet.
Yu Huan swallowed the pan-fried bun in her mouth, then unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and drank half of it in one gulp.
After letting out a long sigh, he gazed curiously at the radiant Lin Yourong and asked, "Why are you suddenly wearing makeup today?"
Lin Yourong replied calmly, "You're asleep. I had nothing to do anyway, so I thought I'd put on some makeup to pass the time."
"Susu is so hypocritical! Yu Huan, don't listen to her."
Sister Ru suddenly interjected, her tone slightly teasing:
"She even discussed this issue with me in depth before—"
"Hey!"
Lin Yourong's expression immediately turned somewhat shy, and she hurriedly stepped forward to try to cover Sister Ru's mouth.
However, Sister Ru nimbly turned to the side, and as someone with experience, she quickly said:
"Men are visual creatures who crave novelty! In marriage, when two people live under the same roof and spend every day together, love quickly transforms into familial affection. Women should dress up from time to time to create a sense of freshness!"
She dodged left and right and finished speaking in one breath.
Lin Yourong stamped her foot in despair.
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan smiled and said, "Is that so?"
"Susu also said that you had a big reaction to her makeup and styling at the base camp last time!" Sister Ru continued to reveal, making Lin Yourong's cheeks even redder.
The warrior of pure love felt utterly ashamed.
Yu Huan saw this and found her extremely cute, but was also somewhat taken aback.
How could you say that out loud?
He really deserves to be rubbed!
Yu Huan immediately raised his hand and suggested with a bright smile, "Wife, wife, can you dress up as Sailor Moon in the future?"
(End of this chapter)