lerbook Chapter 260 What are you thinking?
Chapter 260 What are you thinking?
Chapter 260 What are you thinking?
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong smiled.
Holding a white towel, she walked gracefully to the sofa, and sat down elegantly, smoothing her skirt.
He casually tossed the towel onto the sofa beside him and joked, "It's only a little hotter than lukewarm water, it won't scald you!"
While talking.
She gently lifted her skirt to her knees, revealing a pair of long and smooth calves, and slowly lowered her fair and jade-like feet from her slippers into the tub.
With a serene smile on her lips, she continued, "For foot soaks to be effective, they need to be a little hot!"
Yu Huan gazed at her delicate, boneless toes as she slowly sank into the steaming hot water.
My heart skipped a beat.
First of all, he is not a foot fetishist.
It's all because my wife's feet are too alluring!
He pondered for a moment, then looked seriously at Lin Yourong's beautiful profile and asked, "Would you like me to massage your feet?"
Hear this.
Lin Yourong turned her head and met Yu Huan's gaze.
She carefully examined his eyes, which were as clear and bright as lake water, as if they were free of any impurities.
“Hmm…” she murmured softly.
"It's only fair to reciprocate, you gave me a massage last time too!" Seeing that she didn't refuse outright, Yu Huan immediately slipped on her slippers and stood up.
Lin Yourong tilted her head.
Look at him, his face is so serious, he looks like a virtuous gentleman.
It seemed completely different from the image of the lecherous wolf in her mind who tried every means to harm her and take advantage of her.
This person is quite the actor!
Lin Yourong's expression remained unchanged, as if she hadn't noticed his little scheme at all.
She gave a soft snort to herself, but replied aloud, "Okay~"
Yu Huan coughed lightly, cleared her throat, squatted down, and immersed her hands in the steaming hot foot bath water.
A burning sensation swept over me instantly, rushing straight to my heart, as if my palms were surrounded by raging fire.
However, the thought that Lin Yourong's feet could withstand the temperature without changing her expression made him suppress his discomfort.
After a short period of adjustment, the initial burning sensation gradually becomes comfortable.
Yu Huan's hands continued to reach down, grabbing Lin Yourong's feet and briefly feeling their shape.
Adding even a fraction would make it too long, subtracting even a fraction would make it too short.
The ankles are slender yet fleshy, with slightly high arches that naturally create a shallow hollow in the sole.
The toes look delicate, and feel incredibly soft and boneless when pinched.
Lin Yourong shivered involuntarily. This unfamiliar and subtle feeling, after a period of unease and tension, made her feel an indescribable itch in her feet.
"Ugh..." She got goosebumps.
He immediately lifted his feet slightly, trying to slip away.
Yu Huan reacted quickly and pressed him down.
I realized I'd been so focused on touching that I'd forgotten to press the button...
He quickly preemptively spoke, his voice firm and clear: "Don't move!"
Lin Yourong pursed her rosy lips and tried to sit up straight.
She felt his fingertips gently pressing on the soles of her feet, and then he carefully kneaded her toes.
Starting with the big toe, massage each toe one by one, following the spaces between them.
As he kneaded and pressed with his fingers, she gradually and unconsciously relaxed her tense nerves.
The originally upright posture gradually relaxed, the body leaned back little by little, and finally comfortably reclined in the soft leather sofa.
The fatigue accumulated throughout the day seemed to be gradually dissipated.
The air is filled with the refreshing fragrance of mugwort, which is invigorating.
She lowered her head slightly, looking at Yu Huan's very serious expression.
Lin Yourong's heart skipped a beat. She suddenly sat up straight and said with a hint of accusation, "Your foot massage technique is very skilled and professional. To be honest, did you often go to foot massage parlors before?"
Yu Huan was diligently massaging her feet when he heard this sudden question, leaving him completely bewildered.
The gaze gradually moved upwards from the wooden basin rippling with water, landing on Lin Yourong's rosy cheeks.
I noticed her slightly furrowed brows.
He quickly protested, "I've never been to a foot massage parlor before, and I never will! My technique is simply because I often massage my own feet, and I've become skilled through practice."
"Really?" Lin Yourong tilted her head in confusion.
Why did she seem a little skeptical?
Yu Huan paused for a moment while massaging the soles of her feet, feeling herself almost drenched in sweat.
He quickly replied, "Of course it's true! If I weren't so self-loving and self-pitying, and had mastered this skill, how could I have made you feel so comfortable!"
Lin Yourong noticed the light sweat on Yu Huan's forehead and gave a soft hum.
She then said, "I turned on the central air conditioning, and the room temperature has already risen. If you feel hot, take off your coat."
"Okay, sure," Yu Huan replied.
It turns out the air conditioner was on.
In addition, soaking your hands in hot water accelerates blood circulation, no wonder you feel so hot that you're almost drenched in sweat.
He hurriedly released Lin Yourong's jade-like feet, his fingertips leaving the hot water and shaking them on the edge of the wooden basin.
Having squatted for a long time, when I suddenly stood up, I felt as if countless fine needles were gently piercing my legs, a mixture of soreness, numbness, and swelling.
Yu Huan quickly walked around the wooden basin and sat down next to Lin Yourong.
He rubbed his thighs while taking a deep breath.
Lin Yourong quickly turned to the side and gently massaged his thigh, asking tenderly, "Are your legs numb?"
“A little.” Yu Huan nodded, her brows furrowing slightly.
After resting for a while, he tried to stand on his tiptoes and felt his legs gradually recover.
So he got up, unbuttoned his trench coat, took it off, and casually hung it on the back of the sofa.
Lin Yourong glanced at his coffee-brown striped knitwear and sighed softly, "Why don't you buy yourself some clothes?"
"Hmm?" Yu Huan couldn't help but show a hint of doubt on her face.
Lin Yourong reached out and gently tugged at his knitwear, saying softly, "Look, it's starting to pill!"
"Really?" Yu Huan scratched his head and laughed awkwardly, "I really didn't notice that. I'll buy two items on Taobao later."
Lin Yourong sat up straight and unzipped her down jacket.
Followed by.
She used her heels to push the wooden basin towards Yu Huan, subtly pushing it closer: "Can you buy it online? Won't it fit?"
"Your husband is neither thin nor fat, with a fairly well-proportioned figure. He's a real clothes hanger, okay? There's no issue of whether the clothes fit or not."
Yu Huan said without any modesty, kicking off her slippers and dipping her feet into the lukewarm water that was no longer so hot.
He placed the soles of his feet on her insteps, their feet pressed together, and slumped comfortably on the sofa.
Lin Yourong slightly pulled her left foot out, her big toe and second toe deftly pinching his ankle flesh and gently tugging at it: "You're quite confident, Mr. Clothes Hanger."
"Lin Yourong, you must have been a crab spirit in your past life." Yu Huan sighed helplessly.
This was a completely subconscious action.
Lin Yourong didn't know why she had inexplicably pinched him with her foot, so she couldn't help but chuckle. She looked at the steaming wooden basin, stepped on his instep, and rubbed it.
The two people's feet were intertwined in the warm water.
Yu Huan looked at her profile, which was as red as a peach blossom.
The vibrant red wasn't evenly distributed; it started at the cheekbone and gradually spread downwards until the entire cheek was covered in this intoxicating red.
With the combined effects of the heating and foot bath, the tip of her nose turned slightly red, complementing the blush on her cheeks and adding to her endearing playfulness and sweetness.
Yu Huan's gaze fell on her increasingly rosy lips, and he suddenly felt a surge of desire, softly calling out, "Wife~"
"what's wrong?"
Lin Yourong turned her head in confusion, and what came into view was a pair of burning and affectionate eyes.
In the next instant, their cheeks touched and their lips met.
Their breaths could be clearly heard, mingling together.
A strong electric current instantly spread throughout her body, making her heart race like a deer's.
Their feet were still soaking in the wooden tub. During this long kiss, Lin Yourong gently closed her eyes.
She felt his body slowly tilt towards her, gently pressing against her.
This caused her to involuntarily lean to the side on the sofa, curling up her legs to avoid accidentally kicking over the wooden tub.
He didn't seem satisfied with just lingering kisses.
His hands were still very restless.
He rubbed her buttocks.
at the same time.
She felt his other hand.
Silently slipping inside the open zipper of the down jacket...
Lin Yourong immediately opened her eyes and instinctively slapped away Yu Huan's messy hand.
She tried to calm her rapid breathing.
She licked her moist lips, her breath sweet as orchids, and said weakly, "What are you doing..."
Caught red-handed after her sneak attack failed, Yu Huan blinked innocently and said, "I didn't do anything!"
talking.
He lowered his head, wanting to continue.
But Lin Yourong playfully punched Yu Huan's shoulder and said coquettishly, "You haven't done anything yet!"
Yu Huan followed her gaze, looking down from her charming, flushed face.
It brushed past her long, slender, snow-white neck.
Until he saw his own An Lushan claws.
He coughed slightly, cleared his throat, and said, "I really didn't do anything. I just wanted to feel your heartbeat."
"Get lost!" Lin Yourong pushed Yu Huan's shoulder.
At this time.
Her ears were completely red, from the base of her ears to her earlobes.
Yu Huan saw that Lin Yourong didn't seem to be giving in, and her attitude was rather firm, as if she really didn't want him to touch her.
The wise choice is to take a step back.
Then, with both feet on the bottom of the basin, she obediently sat up straight.
He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his still somewhat rapid breathing after the passionate kiss.
He argued, "There were layers upon layers of clothing, and my hand was right there on top of it. I didn't feel a heartbeat or anything at all."
Lin Yourong stepped on his instep, then sat up straight, her head drooping.
Her full breasts heaved: "Mmm..."
Seeing this, Yu Huan felt that the Pure Love Warrior was probably not angry.
As a slow-to-warm-up conservative, she was embarrassed when his advances touched her pride and bottom line, just like before.
Even during a passionate kiss, she was very proactive!
They already kissed, but he won't let me touch the bear!
Yu Huan smiled brightly. Seeing that she remained silent, he teased, "My own wife, can't I even touch her?"
Lin Yourong kicked the water and her lips moved slightly.
She quickly glanced at Yu Huan's smiling face, then immediately stared back at her toes sticking out of the water.
Yu Huan felt like she was about to bury herself in the floor.
He then emphasized, "I didn't disrespect your thoughts. When we kissed before, even though I felt awkward about what to do with my hands, I was still very well-behaved."
Hear these words.
Lin Yourong couldn't help but raise her hand to rub her burning cheeks, and weakly retorted, "Nowhere to put it...didn't you put it on your buttocks...?"
"Clam?"
Yu Huan, who had been hit by the boomerang, was speechless.
He slumped back onto the sofa, sighed, and said:
"Alright, I'll respect your wishes. I'll put it wherever you tell me to put it!"
Lin Yourong's head drooped even lower.
Face flushed.
He stammered, "Um... at least... at least turn off the lights..."
Yu Huan sat up abruptly as if propelled by a spring, and said in a firm and resolute tone, "Wife, I'm done washing up. Let's go to bed early and get up early!"
Lin Yourong blurted out a sentence in a daze, her mind reeling. She mumbled it over in her sleep, then silently repeated it to herself.
wrong!
Suddenly I realized.
She quickly looked up and hurriedly corrected herself: "I mean, just, just put it on top..."
Speaking with a slight stutter, she picked up the white towel beside her, lifted her foot out of the wooden basin with a "whoosh," and wiped it haphazardly a few times, trying to hide her inner panic and shyness.
She hurriedly slipped on her slippers, completely unable to look at Yu Huan's expression.
My mind was in a whirl, buzzing like a swarm of bees, and I couldn't calm down.
I rushed to the bathroom like I was fleeing a battlefield, hurriedly adding, "There are layers upon layers of stuff inside and outside!"
Before he could finish speaking, the door slammed shut with a "bang".
Standing in front of the sink, she turned on the tap, bent down, scooped up a handful of cool tap water, and gently splashed it on her burning cheeks.
The moment the cold water touched the scalding skin, it was like a cool stream that instantly extinguished the heat on my face.
My previously tangled thoughts suddenly became much clearer.
She pondered for a moment.
Just as I discussed with Sister Ru!
Men always take an inch and then a mile!
Every step is a test for what's to come.
Every time she yielded, it was undoubtedly a tacit approval of the man's further actions.
He says he'll just leave it on top, but he'll definitely stick his hand in unexpectedly...
But if I explicitly refuse, I'm afraid it will upset him...
That wicked man, all he does is lust after her body!
Lin Yourong rubbed her cheeks, feeling conflicted and conflicted.
With these incredibly mixed feelings, she took a bag of disposable toiletries from the cabinet and decided to brush her teeth first.
It's just that brushing these teeth takes a really long time.
Looking at her flushed cheeks in the mirror, her thoughts drifted, and she found it unusually difficult to move the toothbrush handle in her hand.
She only snapped out of her daze when there was a loud knocking on the door.
Outside.
Yu Huan, holding a towel in her hand and a smile on her lips, teased, "Are you hiding in the toilet, too afraid to come out?"
"I'm brushing my teeth!"
Hearing Lin Yourong's slightly muffled voice coming from inside, he tried to turn the doorknob, but found it was locked from the inside.
"Then open the door for a moment," Yu Huan said softly.
"Oh……"
With a "click," the door opened.
Yu Huan looked at Lin Yourong and saw that her cheeks were no longer so red, and there was still toothpaste foam left at the corner of her mouth.
Especially the gentle look in her almond-shaped eyes made her seem inexplicably pitiful.
In that instant, he felt as if he had become a giant monster that would devour anyone who came to eat him.
Anyway, she is destined for bloodshed.
At this moment, there is no dilemma of whether one is a beast or worse than a beast.
She couldn't help but chuckle: "Don't worry, tonight we'll draw a line on the bed, and I promise I won't cross it!"
The voice just fell.
Lin Yourong switched the toothbrush to her left hand, punched his chest lightly, and said coquettishly without thinking, "The 38th parallel? What are you thinking? We're husband and wife!"
(End of this chapter)