lerbook Chapter 367 Annoying Ugly Things
Chapter 367 Annoying Ugly Things
Chapter 367 Annoying Ugly Things
"Honey, you're quite talented at gaming! You broke the record so easily, you're amazing!" Yu Huan said with a smile, gently placing the phone in her palm.
Lin Yourong took the phone, held it to her eyes, and gently slid her slender fingers across the screen.
Her tone, which had been a mix of excitement and joy, quickly calmed down, and she said softly and modestly, "I've been playing this piece for several days now, I just got lucky this time."
"Just good luck? Honey, excessive modesty is just arrogance! Anyway, I think serious people are good at everything they do!" Yu Huan showered him with compliments without reservation.
He paused for a moment, then teased her, "Honey, you sing so well, and you're so good at games. I have to say, I'm almost becoming your little fan."
Lin Yourong pursed her lips slightly, a blush creeping onto her cheeks, genuinely feeling a little embarrassed by what he said.
But the hint of a smile in her eyes subtly revealed her praise for Yu Huan, and that she was actually quite pleased.
Suddenly, Yu Huan raised his arms, as if he wanted to give her a bear hug...
Lin Yourong quickly nudged his shoulder and said coquettishly, "Oh, stop fooling around. You've been busy for so long, it's already very late. Go take a shower! I've already prepared your pajamas!"
Yu Huan was interrupted from casting a spell, so he scratched his head and replied, "Okay."
It's getting late, almost eleven o'clock.
It's late at night, time to wash up and go to bed.
Yu Huan stood up and stretched.
Then, he walked briskly around the coffee table and headed straight for the bathroom.
I quickly took a hot shower, rinsed my mouth, and dried my hair. The whole process was smooth and seamless, without any delay.
It took less than fifteen minutes from entering the bathroom to returning to the living room.
Yu Huan stood in front of the TV with her hands on her hips. At first, she didn't see Lin Yourong on the sofa. She turned around and looked around before she saw her in the kitchen.
Lin Yourong was picking up the thermos and pouring boiled water into the thermos cup placed on the table.
She had removed her face mask, and her fair skin, illuminated by the soft kitchen light, appeared exceptionally smooth and delicate, like a warm and lustrous piece of jade.
Yu Huan smiled brightly and walked briskly towards the bedroom, saying without turning her head, "Wife, I'm going back to the bedroom first. Turn on the air conditioner."
He now appears energetic, as if the hot water has washed away all his fatigue, giving him a renewed vitality.
After arriving in the room, I took the remote control from the bedside table and skillfully pressed the power button.
Hearing the air conditioner making a soft "humming" sound, he then unfolded the neatly folded quilt.
Yu Huan quickly donned a thermal undershirt and shorts, and like a weary bird returning to its nest, slipped into bed, full of anticipation...
Not long after.
A soft creak came from the door.
While waiting for his wife to return to the bedroom, Yu Huan, who was reviewing documents in the work group, turned his head away upon hearing the sound.
Lin Yourong, holding a thermos, turned around and gently closed the door.
Her long hair fell smoothly over her shoulders, like black silk, swaying slightly with her steps.
Unwittingly, their eyes met.
Lin Yourong keenly sensed that his gaze seemed somewhat intense; in that instant when their eyes met, it felt as if a jolt of electricity flowed through the air…
She quickly looked away, bit her lip, and her pace slowed down considerably.
I walked slowly to the bedside table and noticed a small bottle on it...
Lin Yourong felt a dryness in her throat and involuntarily swallowed, gently placing the thermos aside.
A soft "thump" sounded remarkably clear in the quiet room.
She unconsciously gripped the hem of her pajamas, turning slightly to the side as if trying to avoid Yu Huan's burning gaze.
At the same time, she squeezed out a slightly trembling, shy voice from her throat: "Why are you staring at me like that?"
Yu Huan turned over slightly and lay on her side on the bed.
With one arm bent and his hand supporting his head, he slightly raised his head, allowing his gaze to focus more intently on Lin Yourong.
Although she was wearing a thick cotton nightgown, Yu Huan had been sleeping with her graceful figure every day, and the familiar curves of her body were already etched in his mind.
Yu Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, a smile playing on his lips: "What's wrong with me looking at my wife again? She's beautiful! I love looking at her!"
"Well……"
Lin Yourong bent down and touched the wall switch by the bedside to turn on the bedside lamp, and then turned off the ceiling light.
The bedroom was suddenly plunged into a hazy, dim light.
She tiptoed to the clothes rack at the foot of the bed, each step taken with utmost care, as if afraid of breaking the delicate atmosphere that filled the room.
He could vaguely sense Yu Huan's gaze fixed on him...
This feeling of unease made her heart race uncontrollably, like a deer pounding in its chest.
Yu Huan was indeed observing her from behind.
Looking at her slightly uneasy back, I couldn't help but laugh out loud and said half-jokingly, "Honey, why do I feel like you're so nervous?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong's body stiffened slightly, and she felt her cheeks burning.
She didn't turn around, but just gave a soft "humph," trying to hide her embarrassment and nervousness: "What are you trying to do by taking that...that thing out of the drawer?"
As she spoke, she bit her lip, quickly took off her pajamas, and hung them on the coat rack.
The dim light outlines a graceful silhouette, with undulating lines, resembling a mysterious and alluring human silhouette painting.
Yu Huan's eyes shone brightly, and with a slight upward inflection, she said with a hint of teasing, "You know perfectly well what I'm trying to do."
"Since you want to do something—of course I'll be nervous!" Lin Yourong murmured as she turned around, drooping her head as she lightly climbed onto the bed.
Yu Huan noticed that as she walked, she even raised her right hand to shield her chest...
It must be said that this coy, half-concealed look only adds to the allure...
but--
They've already let me touch them, but they still won't let me see!
Yu Huan couldn't help but chuckle softly, teasingly saying, "Wife, come here quickly, let your husband give you a kiss~"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong immediately spat and said coquettishly, "Pah! I don't want you to kiss me!"
After saying that, she quickly crawled into bed.
She pursed her lips, trying to remain calm, and lay down side by side with Yu Huan. She gently pulled the blanket up to cover her mouth and nose, leaving only her bright almond-shaped eyes visible.
Yu Huan turned her head with a smile, looking at her long, thick eyelashes that cast a faint shadow under her eyes.
Her big eyes blinked rapidly, shimmering like ripples on a clear lake, bright and captivating.
In this silence, an enchanting atmosphere, like the natural fragrance of a pure-hearted warrior, seemed to grow ever stronger...
Yu Huan thought for a moment, and was about to turn to the side and kiss her to set the mood.
Lin Yourong's muffled voice suddenly came from under the covers: "Mmm~ Darling~ Turn off the light~"
Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly shrank back and hid under the covers.
Yu Huan was slightly taken aback, a hint of joy flashing through her heart. This time, she hadn't hesitated at all, and was even being so proactive!
Yu Huan suppressed his slightly flirtatious thoughts and then smiled and said, "Yes, ma'am!"
Say it.
As my wife requested, I reached for the bedside lamp switch.
With a soft "click," in the dim light, Yu Huan leaned forward slightly and picked up the small bottle next to the thermos.
He said with a smile in his voice, "Okay, honey, the lights are off."
Although she didn't hear a response, Yu Huan could vaguely see the blankets beside her arching up.
He knew Lin Yourong had sat up in bed, so he deftly pulled down his underwear...
In the dimly lit bedroom, every second seemed to stretch out endlessly, becoming slow and viscous. Silence enveloped the entire space, and even the slightest sounds seemed amplified countless times.
The air conditioner's warm air hummed and blew, like the sound of wind echoing in a quiet valley.
Yu Huan could clearly hear his own rapid heartbeat, like a dense drumbeat; his breathing also became heavier and heavier, each breath seemingly carrying a burning temperature.
Yu Huan swallowed, feeling increasingly hot and bothered.
I touched my forehead and it seemed that a few beads of sweat had formed.
"It's so hot, honey, aren't you hot?" His voice was dry.
The next moment, a soft "Mmm..." came from under the covers.
This simple syllable evokes ripples of imagination in the heart.
Yu Huan could almost see Lin Yourong blushing and biting her lip in a shy expression.
Yu Huan tentatively lifted the blanket slightly.
He sensed that Lin Yourong's rhythm was not disrupted, so he went all out and completely pulled the blanket off.
gradually.
A graceful figure sitting on my lap came into view, faintly visible.
At the same time, just as she completely lifted the blanket, Lin Yourong's movements suddenly froze.
Her chest heaved as she took a deep breath of fresh air, trying to calm the frantic pounding in her heart.
Lin Yourong suddenly slapped Yu Huan's leg, her voice tinged with urgency and shyness, and said urgently, "Hurry up! My hands are getting sore~"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan smiled sarcastically.
He deliberately lowered his voice, using a magnetic tone: "Honey, if I drank the deer antler powder, I'd definitely be even stronger than I am now!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong's cheeks flushed even hotter.
She adjusted her posture slightly, gave it a firm squeeze, and then said coquettishly, "What are you saying! If you don't hurry up, I'm going to lie down and sleep, and I won't help you anymore!"
Yu Huan immediately hissed softly and gasped.
My wife has made great progress after many attempts, and with the help of the small bottle, she's not clumsy at all...
Yu Huan had to hold his breath and concentrate to barely keep his balance.
He stared at Lin Yourong's graceful figure and cleared his dry throat.
With a mix of anticipation and curiosity, this experienced driver feigned hesitation and asked, "Honey, that set of books you bought last time, did it... did it contain any... new... um... techniques?"
The words were somewhat ambiguous.
But that ambiguous feeling quietly spread in the dim light.
Lin Yourong glanced at Yu Huan's not-so-bright face, and immediately began to scrutinize it from head to toe.
"You talk too much, can you say less?" she said coquettishly.
This sudden action, as if carrying an electric current, caused Yu Huan's body to stiffen slightly.
He held his breath, and time seemed to stand still at that moment.
A few moments.
He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "Okay, okay, honey, I won't say anymore, you can continue."
Lin Yourong lowered her head slightly, seemingly ashamed to meet his gaze.
She moved slowly, her mouth moving slowly, and murmured, "What new... technique..."
The "pure love warrior" spoke while his hands never stopped moving.
Yu Huan almost lost her balance at the sight...
He held his breath slightly, and after catching his breath, he offered a sincere suggestion that he had been pondering for a long time.
"Honey, why don't you try using your feet...?"
Several years later, 'jio' became a very popular internet slang term, but it is pronounced jio in the Xingcheng dialect.
Therefore, she immediately understood.
Lin Yourong hung her head, her lips moved slightly, and she stammered.
She was clearly too embarrassed to respond to Yu Huan's suggestion.
Seeing that she did not refuse outright, Yu Huan felt a sense of unease and immediately raised her upper body slightly, stacked the two pillows behind her, and slowly leaned back.
Once my back was pressed against the pillow, I took a deep breath and tried to calm my turbulent emotions.
There was only one thought in my mind: Keep holding it in!
A sly, triumphant laugh played on his lips as he spoke slyly from the shadows, "Come on, come on~"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Huan looked quietly at Lin Yourong sitting on his lap. Although the dim light concealed most of her expression, Yu Huan could sense her shyness and nervousness.
Lin Yourong bit her lip slightly and looked up at Yu Huan's face, which was hidden in the dim light.
His burning gaze stood out especially brightly in the dim light, appearing to Lin Yourong like two dazzling stars in the night sky.
Lin Yourong keenly noticed his expectant expression, and her small movements suddenly paused before she slowly let go of his hand.
With a hint of shyness and hesitation, she spoke in a voice barely above a whisper, "Hmm... I'll give it a try..."
After pondering for a while.
Lin Yourong suddenly raised her voice, emphasizing coquettishly, "I did it to please you—anyway! You can't laugh at me!"
Hearing her proud tone, Yu Huan couldn't help but chuckle and quickly said, "What's so funny about that? I'm happy for you, unless you're just shy!"
Lin Yourong, whose words had hit the nail on the head, suppressed her overflowing embarrassment and immediately pinched Yu Huan's thigh: "Pah! Get me some tissues to wipe my hands first!"
"Okay, okay." Yu Huan nodded vigorously, and hurriedly turned to the side, tearing three tissues from the box on the bedside table.
"What an annoying thing, it's never behaving itself."
(End of this chapter)