lerbook Chapter 177 says it doesn't count!
Chapter 177 says it doesn't count!
Chapter 177 He broke his promise again!
Yu Huan, with one hand on the steering wheel and the other on his forehead, jokingly said with a hint of helplessness, "Is this what it means to be a big star? You don't even need to carry your phone with you."
Lin Yourong said weakly, "I'm recording a show, it's work."
When the car stopped at a red light, the little BMW came to a slow stop.
Yu Huan took out his phone from his pocket, unlocked it, dialed Lin's father's number, and then handed it to Lin Yourong.
"Dad, it's me... Do you and Mom want something to eat... Oh... Yangfan Night Market... Okay..."
After a brief phone call, Lin Yourong put the phone down from her ear and turned to Yu Huan, saying:
“My dad doesn’t eat, but my mom says she’ll just eat a little bit.”
“Okay.” Yu Huan nodded, already knowing how much to buy.
The red light turns green.
Yu Huan stepped on the gas, and the BMW drove smoothly.
Lin Yourong secretly glanced at Yu Huan's profile as he focused on driving, her clear black and white eyes darting around before she discreetly checked his phone.
She quickly scrolled through the call interface, saw the nickname "Wife," and hurriedly clicked to take a look.
Oh.
It's her phone number.
After exiting the call interface, the phone wallpaper that caught her eye made her smile.
Let's take a look at QQ and WeChat.
On WeChat, her nickname is also 'Wife', which makes me feel valued and sweet.
At this moment, Yu Huan gently pressed the brake pedal and steadily parked the BMW on the curb.
Noticing the little BMW pause, Lin Yourong quickly turned her head and met Yu Huan's smiling eyes.
Yu Huan asked with a smile, "Boss, have you finished checking your phone? I'm going to go shopping."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong blushed deeply.
She stretched out her arm and slammed the phone into Yu Huan's arms, forcing herself to stand up straight and saying in a fierce but weak voice, "What do you mean by 'inspection'? What's wrong with me playing with your phone? Unless you have something to hide!"
"Yes Yes Yes."
Yu Huan nodded hurriedly, then, after thinking for a moment, gently tossed the phone onto her lap:
"So you won't get bored, you can play on your phone in the car for a bit, I'll be right back."
Lin Yourong put on her newsboy cap, gave him a defiant but ultimately weak glare, and waved her hand arrogantly: "Go ahead, I don't want to play with your phone, it's not smooth at all!"
"Support domestic products, understand?" Yu Huan smiled brightly.
First, open the car window a crack, then push open the door and get out.
Lin Yourong watched his figure turn the corner and enter Yangfan Night Market before letting out a long sigh of relief and slumping into her seat.
Without him around, I don't feel so guilty and can hold my phone up to my face more freely.
Lin Yourong yawned, pulled down her hat brim, and openly browsed through the chat history to get to know him better.
She received the most messages on WeChat, and most of her conversations with her female contacts were about work, nothing trivial. The distance between them was just right, neither too close nor too far, which pleased her.
Yu Huan was witty and talkative when he was with her, but when she watched him chat with others, his words and phrases seemed quite proper to her.
After satisfying her curiosity, Lin Yourong immediately began her escape from the temple.
A short while later, the car lock was opened by remote control.
Completely disregarding the fate of her game character, she turned her head and saw Yu Huan opening the back door and placing large and small bags on the back floor mats.
Finally, he climbed into the driver's seat with a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice in his hand.
Yu Huan took a big gulp through the straw, sighed contentedly, and then handed it to Lin Yourong.
At the same time, Lin Yourong handed the phone back to him.
The two completed a simple exchange.
Yu Huan pressed the screen-off button and then turned the screen back on; the phone entered the unlock screen.
He smiled and said to Lin Yourong, "Let me tell you the code for this pattern."
As Lin Yourong sipped her orange juice, she glanced at the lipstick mark on Yu Huan's cheek and couldn't help but smile.
Seeing Yu Huan sliding the pattern lock, she quickly turned around and looked out the front window.
A minivan was parked quietly in front of the vehicle.
She shook her head and said, "No! I don't want you to feel distrusted or monitored."
Yu Huan said with a grin, "If you don't want it, then don't. Rongrong, can you tell me your phone password?"
Lin Yourong released the straw, her expression turning serious: "I don't need to tell you, once I get my phone, I'll set the password to your birthday."
Yu Huan's smile deepened: "Do you know my birthday?"
Lin Yourong answered without hesitation: "It's the fifteenth of the twelfth lunar month, your birthday is according to the lunar calendar."
After saying that, she took a big gulp of freshly squeezed orange juice and then let out a long sigh: "I haven't drunk any water all day, I'm so thirsty."
Turning his head, he saw Yu Huan's stunned expression and couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's wrong?"
Yu Huan scratched his head, turned the key to start the car, and didn't say a word.
The little BMW slowly drove away from the curb and crossed an intersection.
At this moment, Yu Huan finally spoke up, saying, "I will also change it to a combination lock, and set the password to your birthday."
"Hmm!" Lin Yourong placed the empty cup on the armrest and then asked, "Do you know what my birthday is?"
Thanks to Director Lin.
The question that should have been a death sentence has now become an easy question.
While gripping the steering wheel, Yu Huan blurted out, "February 19th in the Gregorian calendar!"
A bright and beautiful smile instantly bloomed on Lin Yourong's face, which was adorned with exquisite makeup.
She raised her chin, leaned to the left, and left a second lipstick mark on Yu Huan's cheek. This lipstick mark was slightly darker, creating a contrast between light and dark compared to the previous bright lipstick mark.
Yu Huan tilted her head slightly so she could kiss her, and when she pulled back after the kiss, she chuckled, "There's this kind of reward for answering correctly? In that case, ask me a few more questions!"
"You're dreaming!" Lin Yourong said coquettishly, turning her head to look out the car window.
Yu Huan glanced at her and saw that her ears and earlobes were flushed red, looking incredibly cute.
He chuckled inwardly, but didn't tease her, focusing instead on driving.
"My schedule is very full lately because I need to promote my first album."
Hear the words.
Yu Huan's upturned lips immediately drooped: "Oh..."
After a brief silence in the car, Lin Yourong slowly spoke:
"My flight to Qiantang is at nine o'clock tomorrow night. If you're giving me a ride, you can pick up that orange on the way."
Yu Huan raised an eyebrow and teased, "Lin Yourong, you still say you didn't check my phone!"
"I was just looking at your WeChat, what's wrong with that?" Lin Yourong retorted, her neck stiff with righteous indignation. "I was just a little curious, is that not allowed?"
Yu Huan chuckled: "Yes, yes, you can see it. Chengzi is my cousin, her name is Yu Chengcheng, the Cheng in Chengche (clear and bright)."
"Oh." Lin Yourong nodded.
She knew that Yu Huan's cousin was named Yu Songnian. Based on their chat history at noon, she had already guessed some clues and assumed they were very close relatives.
After confirming this, Lin Yourong asked curiously, "What is your cousin doing in New York?"
"She is studying for her master's degree there."
"Huh? Going to graduate school?" Lin Yourong seemed quite surprised. "Hasn't she been away for over a year? How much younger is she than you?"
Yu Huan noticed her confusion and explained, "She's the top student in our Yu family. When I was in my first year of high school, she was not yet seventeen and had already started preparing for the college entrance examination."
"A student who skipped a grade? That's amazing!" Lin Yourong asked with a hint of amazement.
“She was born in June, just a few months younger than me,” Yu Huan said with a smile. “She’s a fun person, not a bookworm at all.”
"Oh." Lin Yourong nodded thoughtfully after hearing this.
It seems that he and his cousin have a very good relationship.
The BMW drove past under the dim streetlights, the interior of the car a mix of light and shadow, and soon entered the residential area, heading straight into the underground parking garage.
After Yu Huan smoothly reversed the car into the parking space, the two immediately opened the door and got out of the car.
He picked up the bags from the back seat, straightened up, and saw Lin Yourong standing in the passenger seat of the BMW, her back to him, arms crossed, jogging in place to ward off the cold.
Her sturdy Dr. Martens boots made a soft "thump-thump-thump" sound as they hit the ground.
The hem of her skirt swayed lightly with each step.
Since Lin Yourong only possesses elegance now, the second floor of the underground parking garage is dimly lit and indeed quite cold.
He hurriedly put the things back in his hands, then took off his coat and draped it over his right arm.
With his left hand, he picked up the large and small bags of late-night snacks again, and with his right hand, he closed the door and then took out his car keys from his pocket and remotely locked it.
He then walked around the BMW, and with his right hand, which was covered by his coat, he nudged her arm: "Are you cold? Put on some clothes first."
Lin Yourong turned around and looked at Yu Huan, who was only wearing a cardigan. Although she did feel a little cold, a warm feeling welled up in her heart.
Instead of immediately reaching for the coat, she said with concern, "You only have these two pieces of clothing, so put them on quickly and don't catch a cold."
Yu Huan forced it to her and joked, "It's okay, I have virginity, it's like a furnace."
"what?"
The sunglasses concealed Lin Yourong's slight doubts, but seeing Yu Huan's firm attitude, she could only accept them and put them on.
Lin Yourong slowly put on his coat, zipped it up, and couldn't stop smiling.
Yu Huan stood behind her, and seeing her lose her composure and regain her warmth, he carried the midnight snack in one hand and subtly rubbed her buttocks with the other.
The velvet fabric of the skirt enveloped those breathtakingly rounded things.
It is flexible and easy to use.
Full and firm.
He had been waiting for this moment for so long, and now it was finally time to touch her.
Comfortable.
Lin Yourong froze instantly.
She turned half her body to the side and stared blankly at Yu Huan.
Yu Huan loved it so much that she followed it closely.
At this moment, one is undoubtedly walking on the edge of a warrior's knife.
"What's wrong?" Yu Huan asked, feigning confusion.
Lin Yourong's neck and chin were as if they were painted with a layer of morning glow.
Her gaze pierced through the sunglasses, revealing Yu Huan's fresh and pure face. His eyes were wide open, with an inexplicable air of innocence about them.
The sunny and cheerful young man who met her gaze uttered a lewd remark in a serious tone: "I didn't rub, knead, or pinch. I just placed it on top. Is that not allowed?"
Lin Yourong lifted her hard-soled Martin boot high, then gently placed it on the tip of Yu Huan's shoe, yet she couldn't bear to stomp on his foot.
She took a deep breath.
Extremely ashamed, she ran away.
Carrying the late-night snack, Yu Huan hurriedly followed her, her skirt swaying in the breeze: "At most, I just touched her!"
The two entered the elevator one after the other.
She ran away, he chased.
She has no wings to fly.
Yu Huan muttered beside her, her voice like a demonic whisper: "Didn't you say you could pet me? You went back on your word!"
(End of this chapter)