lerbook Chapter 370 Do you really think I'm long-winded?
Chapter 370 Do you really think I'm long-winded?
Chapter 370 Do you really think I'm long-winded?
This satisfaction stems not only from the realization of a long-held desire, but also from the wonderful feeling brought about by that close contact.
Surprisingly, the pure love warrior didn't resist as strongly as usual; she merely playfully pinched his thigh!
Yu Huan nimbly rolled out of bed, slipped her feet into soft slippers, and turned to look at Lin Yourong, who was still lying on the bed.
A gentle smile unconsciously crept onto his lips as he said, "Honey, I have to rush to work, so I won't wait for you to wash up together."
"Oh~"
Lin Yourong responded softly, her voice revealing a hint of sleepiness and naivety.
Unlike Yu Huan, who has to commute, she is an uncontrolled big boss who doesn't feel any urgency to get up even though it's almost nine o'clock.
At this moment, Yu Huan really didn't have much time to continue their tenderness. He went straight to the coat rack and quickly put on his clothes.
As he reached the door, he turned back and smiled brightly at Lin Yourong, who was sprawled on the bed. Then he opened the door and strode towards the bathroom.
They stopped in front of the sink.
Yu Huan turned on the tap, and clear tap water poured out with a "whoosh" sound.
He leaned down and brought his face close, cupped his hands in the icy water, and rubbed his face with it.
He tried to use this to clear his still somewhat dazed mind.
After washing up, Yu Huan hung the wash towel back on the rack and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She saw a happy smile on her face.
The feeling of being in close contact with my wife's ample bosom just now was truly unparalleled.
Thinking of this.
His heart was stirred like a spring breeze across a lake, creating ripples upon ripples...
With a heart full of excitement, Yu Huan went to the toilet to relieve herself. After moving to the shoe cabinet, she bent down to change her shoes and casually touched her pants pocket.
His movements suddenly stopped as he touched her.
I forgot my phone!
He glanced at the wall clock; the hour hand was approaching 8:40. Time was of the essence, so he hurried back to his bedroom.
Yu Huan gently pushed open the door, and the first thing she saw was Lin Yourong still lying on the bed.
She was facing the inside of the bed. As if she had heard the slight sound of the door opening, she immediately raised her head slightly and glanced towards the doorway.
Yu Huan walked briskly to the bedside and looked at Lin Yourong's cute, sleepy-eyed appearance, but did not immediately reach for the phone on the bedside table.
Instead, he couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek, a doting smile on his face, and said softly, "Wife, you really need to get up quickly. It's almost 8:40, Sister Ru will be here soon, we can't keep her waiting too long."
"Well……"
Lin Yourong muttered a few words, reluctantly turned over, and slowly sat up, still wrapped in the blanket.
Her eyes were still somewhat unfocused, her hair was messy, and her bangs that reached her eyebrows were even more disheveled, yet this added a touch of casualness and playfulness to her.
Yu Huan put her phone in her pocket, looked at the top of her head, and laughed, "Look at you, your hair is a complete mess."
Lin Yourong pouted slightly and complained softly, "It's all your fault. You went to bed so late last night. I haven't had enough sleep yet!"
The two of them went to bed around 1 a.m. and didn't wake up until 8:30 a.m., so they weren't sleep-deprived.
Lin Yourong was simply being a bit lazy to get out of bed; she was just being coquettish with him.
Yu Huan didn't argue when he heard this. He turned around and strode towards the door, laughing and saying, "Okay, okay, it's my fault, wife. I'm leaving now, or I'll be late."
Lin Yourong watched his tall, receding figure and replied softly, "I know, be careful on your way!"
The room quickly returned to silence.
Lin Yourong sat on the bed and yanked off the blanket covering her. Her gaze unconsciously fell on her full breasts.
She sighed helplessly and muttered to herself, "Sigh, I already have big breasts, and those stinky men still love to touch them. It's so frustrating..."
Even so, the corners of my mouth unconsciously turned up...
Lin Yourong bent down and picked up the air conditioner remote from the bedside table, then gently pressed the power button.
With a soft "beep," the air conditioner vents closed gently, and she casually tossed the remote aside.
Lin Yourong stretched and yawned slightly, her eyes still showing some lingering sleepiness, before slowly getting out of bed.
I didn't have time to make the bed this morning, let alone get dressed.
Without a second thought, Lin Yourong quickly dressed herself in the same trench coat and jeans as yesterday, running her fingers through her hair as she lightly floated to the bathroom like a gust of wind.
She looked at herself in the mirror, at her slightly disheveled hair and her slightly flushed cheeks.
For some reason, she recalled the feeling of Yu Huan's gentle caress that morning, and her ears began to burn again...
Lin Yourong let out a long sigh, trying to banish these messy little thoughts, and then quickly finished washing up without any delay.
She picked up a comb, combed her hair, and neatly arranged her bangs that reached her eyebrows.
After applying a little skincare product to her face, Lin Yourong looked at her refreshed reflection in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction.
As she walked out of the bathroom, her gaze inadvertently fell on the wall clock, noticing that the hour hand was already pointing to a little past nine.
At the same time, I could faintly hear the classic ringtone of an iPhone coming from the bedroom—
Lin Yourong quickly returned to the bedroom, pressed her knees against the edge of the bed, and crouched slightly, reaching for her phone from the pillow on the inside.
Her slender fingers slid across the answer button.
As soon as I put the phone to my ear, I heard Sister Ru's voice asking for my opinion, which came through the receiver.
"Hey, Susu, I'm downstairs at your place. I called you three times but you didn't answer. Are you done yet?"
As Lin Yourong got out of bed, she said apologetically, "Hello, Sister Ru, I was washing up and didn't hear the phone. Could you wait for me a little longer?"
"No rush, Susu, you're the big boss, you're in charge. We'll be waiting for you downstairs~" The voice on the other end of the phone was teasing.
Lin Yourong smiled and replied, "I'll be right down."
After hanging up the phone, she went to the coffee table in the living room and retrieved the crucial USB drive.
I quickly checked my crossbody bag to make sure I had everything before putting on my boots and rushing downstairs.
After a light snowfall that left no trace, the sky was a clear, deep blue, pure and without a trace of impurity.
The sunlight poured down without obstruction, carrying rays of warmth that dispelled the chill in the air. Lin Yourong stepped out of the building and, through her cotton mask, took a deep breath of the fresh air.
She looked up at the clear blue sky, and the vast expanse of blue sky made her feel even more cheerful.
The weather is alright today.
Unfortunately, I can only do the laundry when I get back in the afternoon...
She thought to herself, then turned around and saw the little Audi parked quietly on the curb. She put aside her small regret and walked briskly around the back of the car to the passenger side.
Lin Yourong opened the car door, stepped inside, and said with a slight smile, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
Sister Ru rested her hands naturally on the steering wheel, turned to look at her with a smile in her eyes, and said, "Oh, Su Su, you're the boss, it's only right that I wait for you!"
Sitting in the back row, Xing Yujia said with a smile, "Sister Susu, you look especially good today, so energetic! Is something good happening?"
Lin Yourong touched the car door and took off her mask.
Hearing this, she pursed her lips and casually said, "Nothing particularly good happened, I just slept pretty well last night."
Sister Ru started the car and waited for Lin Yourong to fasten her seatbelt before slowly pressing the accelerator.
She smiled and continued, "Mr. Y is at the peak of his energy right now—"
She had only finished half of her risqué joke when Lin Yourong immediately turned to the side, patted her shoulder, and scolded, "Wang Jingru, just drive properly and say less!"
Sister Ru paused for a moment, then skillfully turned the steering wheel to the right.
After turning the little Audi around, he chuckled and continued, "Okay, I won't say anymore, but Susu, don't deny it. Looking at your radiant face, I know last night must have been quite 'wonderful'!"
After saying that, Sister Ru turned her head and winked at Lin Yourong, with a teasing smile on her face.
Lin Yourong glanced at her sideways and hurriedly pulled her hat brim down a little, as if trying to cover her slightly flushed cheeks.
She snapped back, her tone unwavering, "Go away! You talk too much nonsense!"
Xing Yujia, sitting in the back row, tightly pressed her lips together to avoid accidentally bursting out laughing.
After the two of them finished joking around, Xing Yujia picked up the insulated box from her side, handed it to them with both hands, and said, "Sister Susu, here you go. There's corn, eggs, and a bag of milk in here, all warm."
Lin Yourong turned her head upon hearing the sound, knowing that this must have been prepared for her by Sister Ru.
As she reached out to take it, a smile played on her lips, and she casually asked, "Yujia, have you eaten with Sister Ru?"
Xing Yujia nodded emphatically and said somewhat reservedly, "Sister Susu, Sister Ru and I have both eaten."
Sister Ru gazed at the road and smiled as she continued, "Yujia, Susu rarely eats rice noodles or noodles these days. Every morning, she has to have eggs and milk—that's her standard breakfast. As for other things, she can make do with whatever's available, like whole wheat bread, oats, corn, or purple sweet potatoes."
His words revealed his understanding of Lin Yourong's lifestyle.
"Sister Ru, I've got it." Xing Yujia nodded vigorously, responding quickly with focused attention, looking like she was listening attentively.
After the Audi slowly drove out of the residential area, it accelerated smoothly on the wide main road, gradually becoming a high-speed vehicle.
Lin Yourong placed the insulated box on her lap, opened it, and glanced down at it. Inside, she saw two small compartments.
One compartment held half an ear of corn, while the other contained eggs and milk—in the South, bagged milk usually comes with a straw.
She first took out the bag of milk, inserted the straw, and took a big gulp.
Having not even had time to drink water in the morning, she felt the warm milk slowly flowing down her throat and squinted her eyes contentedly.
The scenery outside the car window rushed past, but Yu Huan's image suddenly appeared in her mind.
Lin Yourong couldn't help but wonder if he had time to eat breakfast since he left home at 8:30.
Thinking of this, a look of worry appeared in her eyes.
Lin Yourong pinched a small half of the corn with two fingers, brought it to her lips, and took a small bite.
As he chewed, thinking about Yu Huan's comments about being a "Jiangnan Morning Post spotter," the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.
"By the way, Susu, I've already found you a Kunqu Opera teacher. She's a female lead in a Kunqu Opera troupe in Shanghai, specializing in young female roles. Is that alright?" Sister Ru held the steering wheel firmly with both hands, her eyes focused intently on the road ahead.
Lin Yourong, who was originally lost in thought, immediately brightened up upon hearing this.
With corn still in her mouth, she mumbled, "The Shanghai Kunqu Opera Troupe? Then this teacher is indeed very professional, that's wonderful!"
talking.
Lin Yourong swallowed the corn she had chewed, thought for a moment, and continued to ask, "Sister Ru, should I go to Shanghai to consult this Kunqu Opera teacher in person?"
“No need,” Sister Ru shook her head and replied with a smile, “You can just chat with her on Skype tonight.”
"Oh." Lin Yourong took a thoughtful sip of milk.
As Sister Ru pondered, she said softly, "Su Su, with your reputation, I could ask someone to inquire with more professional experts. But I think this Kunqu Opera teacher is young, just like us. At least she's good with computers and can communicate remotely without having to come all the way here."
Lin Yourong nodded slightly: "That's true. I've been quite busy lately, and my schedule is pretty full."
Sister Ru suddenly smiled and said, "I told her about your situation, and she seemed quite excited. She gave a long self-introduction and said she was looking forward to communicating with you."
At this moment, Xing Yujia, who was sitting in the middle of the back row, suddenly leaned forward and chimed in with a hint of excitement, "Sister Susu, you're so popular now! This Kunqu Opera teacher must have been attracted by your charm and talent!"
Sister Ru quickly glanced at the rearview mirror, then jokingly chimed in, "Yujia, how come I never realized you were such a little flatterer?"
In an instant, a blush slowly appeared on Xing Yujia's slightly round face.
She quickly waved her hand and hurriedly defended herself, "No! Sister Ru, I genuinely think Sister Susu is very outstanding!"
Lin Yourong picked up the egg from the insulated box and gently tapped it against the edge of the box.
Although he didn't turn around to look at Xing Yujia's face, he could still sense her deep embarrassment from her words.
Lin Yourong smiled and said, "Sister Ru, please don't tease Yujia."
Sister Ru shook her head with a sigh and said, "Oh, Yujia is such an interesting girl. Back when you first met me, I would say ten things and you would only reply with one."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong rolled her eyes at Sister Ru, her tone somewhat frank: "To be honest, I used to really think you were long-winded, Sister Ru."
"Really?" Sister Ru drew out each syllable, as if she was quite surprised by Lin Yourong's words. "You really think I'm long-winded?"
(End of this chapter)