yournovel Chapter 176 I'm not washing my face tonight.
Chapter 176 I'm not washing my face tonight.
Chapter 176 I'm not washing my face tonight.
At 10:40, the night was already deep.
The little BMW was parked quietly on the side of the road at the entrance of the Fez Hotel.
The sky was pitch black, and the interior of the carriage was also dimly lit.
Yu Huan adjusted the back of the seat, allowing herself to recline comfortably.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. The faint light from the screen illuminated his face, outlining a soft contour.
He quickly sent Lin Yourong a message: "Boss, I have arrived at the hotel entrance as you instructed."
The car window was slightly open, and a night breeze gently blew into the cabin, bringing a slight chill.
After waking up, Yu Huan ate half a bowl of rice and is now full of energy and radiance.
I played Temple Run for a while because I had nothing else to do.
His fingers moved nimbly across the screen in sync with the game's rhythm.
As eleven o'clock quietly passed, Lin Yourong's message arrived suddenly: "Xiao Yu, wait a moment, I'll be there soon."
Xiao Yu?
I said you were fat and you still breathed!
Yu Huan then replied to her with a touch of humor:
"Sister Yourong, I'm waiting for you." She added a red lip emoji.
Staring at his phone screen for a long time in a dimly lit environment made his eyes feel a little sore.
Yu Huan rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, placed her phone on the armrest, and closed her eyes to rest.
He opened his eyes again a few minutes later.
His eyes gleamed brightly in the dim light as he carefully observed the passing vehicles.
A short while later, an Alphard minivan slowly drove past the BMW and pulled over to the side of the road.
My wife is here!
Upon seeing this, Yu Huan immediately adjusted the seat back, sat up straight, and placed her hands naturally on the steering wheel.
As a slender, tall figure walked around the van, Yu Huan's gaze followed closely.
Under the streetlights at dusk, the white high-waisted skirt stood out, creating a striking color contrast with the black suit jacket.
She wore a newsboy cap and sunglasses that covered most of her delicate oval face, giving her an overall sophisticated and mysterious aura.
She got out of the car and didn't stop. Her steps were light and quick, and she floated towards the BMW like a gust of wind.
The van slowly started moving, passed the guard post, and entered the internal roads of the Fiesta Hotel.
Yu Huan stared intently as the beautiful figure drifted closer until she heard a knock on the window. Only then did she snap out of her daze and quickly press the central locking button.
As the car door was opened, a fragrant breeze carried a figure into the passenger seat.
Yu Huan turned to look at her, her gaze first drawn to her bright red lips.
She sniffed slightly, carefully discerning the faint fragrance in the air: "You're wearing perfume?"
Lin Yourong smiled charmingly as she fastened her seatbelt and asked, "Sister Ru said this perfume is the base note of Chanel No. 5. Do you think it smells good?"
"Okay."
The temperature difference between day and night is about ten degrees Celsius. Seeing her outfit, which prioritizes style over warmth, Yu Huan quickly turned on the air conditioner's heating and bluntly said:
"To be honest, it doesn't smell as good as your natural scent!"
"Really?" Lin Yourong was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Yu Huan to say that.
She took off her sunglasses, revealing a stunningly beautiful oval face:
"My mom also said that I have a faint scent on me, but I can't smell it myself."
The dim yellow streetlights shone through the car window.
Yu Huan looked at her familiar yet unfamiliar face. At this moment, all the brilliance was focused on her, making it impossible to look away.
The unusual visual impact left Yu Huan momentarily stunned.
Her red lips were vibrant and striking, and her eyeshadow made her almond-shaped eyes even more profound, as if the sunset's glow had been sprinkled on her cheeks.
The entire makeup look was both sophisticated and refined, making her already outstanding features even more three-dimensional and captivating.
Suddenly it caught my eye.
If it weren't for that familiar, pleasant voice, I definitely wouldn't have recognized him at first glance.
Yu Huan pursed her lips, her eyes fixed on him, and said, "Maybe they've gotten used to their own smell, just like people with bad breath can't smell it themselves—"
There was a pause.
Yu Huan was holding the seatbelt, about to fasten it, when he suddenly exclaimed sincerely, "My wife is so beautiful!"
"Because you liked my makeup and hairstyle, I wore it to the recording of the show~"
Lin Yourong smiled happily, spread her hands, and slightly turned her upper body to show Yu Huan:
"Do you like it?"
You can flirt like that!
Who the hell could resist that?
Yu Huan's heart surged like a turbulent tide.
He immediately threw away his seatbelt, leaned halfway over the armrest, and gave Lin Yourong a hard kiss on the soft cheek.
When Yu Huan kissed Lin Yourong on the cheek, she smiled like a little fox.
However, when Yu Huan sat back in the driver's seat, she covered her face with one hand, her expression slightly serious, and said with a hint of annoyance, "Why do I feel like you're getting more and more frivolous? Also, you called me 'sister' again, didn't you!"
"Is kissing my own wife considered frivolous? If I weren't driving right now, I'd be grabbing your face and showering you with kisses!"
Yu Huan fastened his seatbelt without changing his expression, turned the car key to start the car, and added with a bright smile:
"Also, who gave you the right to call me Xiao Yu?"
Lin Yourong's attention was entirely focused on the sentence Yu Huan had just said.
She gave a coquettish "humph" and muttered, "You've always been frivolous! Last time we rode the electric scooter... back then you... um..." Her words suddenly became hesitant, as if she found it difficult to speak.
Her red lips twitched a few times, but she ultimately didn't say anything more, her pretty face blushing red with embarrassment.
Yu Huan slowly pressed the accelerator, watching her blushing face, and swallowed the words "Yeah, my wife is really big" that were on the tip of his tongue.
If I were to say this out loud, it would really be a bit frivolous.
He made a face at her and stuck out his tongue: "Hehehe—"
Lin Yourong looked at Yu Huan's indescribably irritating expression.
I felt both embarrassed and annoyed, and also amused.
Suddenly, she pulled a tissue from the armrest box and handed it to him, glancing at him sideways with an annoyed look, saying, "Wipe your face first!"
Hear the words.
Yu Huan was slightly taken aback. She lightly tapped the brake pedal with her toes, looked up at the rearview mirror, and saw that her mouth and nose were covered in powder.
Overall, it's somewhat comical.
Clearly, all of this had come from Lin Yourong's face.
He and Lin Yourong exchanged a surprised glance, and the two of them burst out laughing at the same time.
Yu Huan took the tissue and wiped her nose and mouth, then suddenly asked curiously, "Don't you have any luggage?"
"I only have one suitcase, so I'll just ask Sister Ru to help me pack it." Lin Yourong took off her newsboy cap and smoothed her long, flowing hair back.
"Oh." Yu Huan nodded, then asked, "What would you like to eat?"
Upon hearing Yu Huan's inquiry, Lin Yourong yawned and said, "Anything to eat is fine."
Makeup made her look radiant and also concealed her fatigue.
Yu Huan glanced at her every move and found her more and more beautiful, truly captivating.
Vehicles are particularly scarce on the roads in the suburbs.
Without making a sound, Yu Huan pressed the brake pedal, and while the BMW was idling, he swiftly and unexpectedly gave her another hard "mua" on the face.
Lin Yourong outwardly looked disgusted, but her body betrayed her, and she even turned her face slightly to allow him to kiss her easily.
Yu Huan, once unfamiliar with her, became more familiar with her after a second time. At the red light, just as he was about to kiss her for the third time without making a sound,...
Lin Yourong quickly reached out her Buddha's Palm and pressed it against his mouth: "We're about to enter the city, so drive carefully!"
"Okay." Yu Huan had no choice but to obediently sit back in the driver's seat.
Lin Yourong's words make sense.
As the vehicle entered the bustling city center, even though it was past 11 p.m., there were still quite a few cars on the road in this city that never sleeps.
Yu Huan kept his eyes fixed on the road and drove with complete concentration.
Suddenly, he felt Lin Yourong reach out and gently wipe his nose and mouth.
Finding a moment to glance at the gentle, beautiful face before him, he exclaimed once again, "My wife is so beautiful!"
He showered her with compliments, which clearly pleased her.
Lin Yourong's eyes curved into crescent shapes, as if twinkling stars were dancing in them. Her lips were turned up high, revealing her clean, white teeth.
Suddenly, she brought a fragrant breeze and pressed her lips heavily against Yu Huan's face.
The warm breath brushed against my cheek, and tickled my heart.
The red light ahead is on.
Yu Huan slammed on the brakes, her eyes widening as she covered her face in shock as she stared at her.
"Ah Rong, are you serious?"
Lin Yourong, who was initially delighted, suddenly frowned, grabbed his arm with her crab-like hand, and twisted it hard: "You want to be beaten up!?"
Yu Huan hurriedly turned to the side, escaping her 'iron clamp'.
Then, with an embarrassed look on his face, he said, "Not enough! Can you kiss me again?"
"Don't even think about it!" Lin Yourong shook her head firmly, then tore off a tissue and handed it to Yu Huan: "Wipe yourself."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan raised her chin and looked in the rearview mirror at the bright red lipstick mark on her right cheek.
He laughed, shook his head, and waved his hand: "No need to wipe, I've decided not to wash my face tonight."
Lin Yourong glanced at him helplessly: "Whatever."
Her words carried a hint of coquettishness as she turned to look at the night view outside the car window, then suddenly muttered, "You're so glib... Do you talk like that to other women too?"
Hearing the soft-spoken inquiry, Yu Huan smiled and said, "Rongrong, it's all your fault."
"Huh? Blame me?"
Lin Yourong turned around with a bewildered look on her face, staring at him in confusion.
Yu Huan glanced at her cold and beautiful face, and continued leisurely, "Whenever I'm with you, my mouth automatically switches to sweet mode. It's all because you're too charming!"
"Go to hell!" Lin Yourong immediately raised her little pink fist and punched Yu Huan's arm.
Then, she turned her head to look out the window.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
"Rongrong, your outfit is too eye-catching; it's even been on Happy Camp. For safety's sake, how about we go to Yangfan Night Market? I'll get out and buy some food to take home."
Yu Huan mentioned:
Ask your parents if they want something to eat.
"Okay."
Lin Yourong nodded, turned around and touched her suit pocket, but suddenly froze.
After responding, she continued somewhat awkwardly, "My phone and everything else are with Sister Ru."
(End of this chapter)