fictionpage Chapter 320 I don't have time for you to mess around!
Chapter 320 I don't have time for you to mess around!
Chapter 320 I don't have time for you to mess around!
Upon hearing Lin Yourong's words, Yu Huan couldn't help but chuckle.
He didn't rush to get dressed or wash up. He slowly turned around and sat down peacefully on the edge of the bed.
"I just made this up without thinking, so please don't take it to heart." His tone was very sincere at this point.
Lin Yourong pouted, "I don't believe it."
Yu Huan's smile deepened: "Wife, I have a question for you. Do you wear a bra when you sleep at home?"
"Well……"
This sensitive topic made Lin Yourong instantly shrink back into the covers, lying on her side and peeking at him with only half an eye showing.
Seeing this, Yu Huan coughed slightly, a mischievous smile playing on his lips: "How so?"
The voice just fell.
Lin Yourong suddenly peeked out from the edge of the blanket.
She frowned slightly and said reproachfully, "What do you mean, 'how should I say that'? As a girl, isn't it normal for me to be a little reserved? But you—"
He hesitated for a moment, then swallowed the words that were about to come out.
Yu Huan finally couldn't help but chuckle and stopped teasing her: "So you knew it all along, huh? So I was just saying it casually."
"Hmph, I can't be bothered with you. You're always thinking dirty thoughts." Lin Yourong turned over slightly in bed, her face bare.
His lips moved slightly.
I silently recited a quote he once made, a very vivid one, which is also a quote I'd like to use to describe him now:
Small head controls big head!
Yu Huan gazed at her beautiful profile in the morning light, and couldn't help but kneel down on the edge of the bed, lean over, and gently press her lips against her forehead.
When this stinky man suddenly kissed her, Lin Yourong tensed up instantly, but seeing that he didn't take any further action, she gradually relaxed.
Yu Huan's lips moved slightly, full of emotion: "Wife, thank you."
"Darling, why are you suddenly saying this?" Lin Yourong's lips curled up slightly, her face as beautiful as a peach blossom in early spring.
"Yes, thank you for being so considerate."
"Humph."
Lin Yourong stretched out her two slender arms from under the covers and glanced inadvertently at the small hill beneath him.
Little Head looks very energetic.
Her face was flushed, and she gently pushed his shoulder:
"Go wash up quickly, Mengmeng will be here to pick us up soon."
"it is good."
Yu Huan gave her another kiss on the smooth forehead.
He then straightened up, picked up his phone from the bedside table, unplugged the charging cable, and glanced at the time.
It was 7:16 a.m., and the morning light was filtering through the double windows and doors, casting soft shadows inside the room.
Yu Huan got out of bed and walked to the clothes rack. She caught a glimpse of pajamas haphazardly folded in the corner at the foot of the bed, with a bra strap peeking out from them.
He couldn't help but ponder it to himself.
The pure love warrior knew her best friend was coming, so she stayed in bed for a long time, probably because she was embarrassed to wear this in front of him.
But after all these days, I finally felt it again.
Abundant harvest.
It's really strange how it makes one's mind wander...
That being said, the "pure love warrior" did not strongly resist or express opposition?
Ok.
I should have been more shameless and rubbed it a few more times!
While Yu Huan was deep in thought, he casually reached for the coat rack, but grabbed nothing.
I suddenly realized that I threw all my clothes in the washing machine after taking a shower last night...
He couldn't help but slap his forehead.
Lin Yourong, curled up in the quilt, saw his absent-minded appearance and couldn't help but cover her mouth to keep herself from laughing out loud.
The bedroom was dimly lit at the moment, and her gaze was as gentle as water as she looked at Yu Huan.
He walked to the wardrobe, opened the door, carefully rummaged through it and found a pair of blue jeans, then bent down and slowly put them on.
I have to say, this stinky man has a pretty nice butt...
Lin Yourong quietly sat up, still wrapped in the blanket, and gently pulled out her bra from the pile of pajamas in the corner at the foot of the bed.
She was about to lie back in bed when she saw Yu Huan holding a black suit-collar trench coat in both hands. He turned around, looked at her with a questioning expression, and asked, "What do you think I should wear underneath?"
"Well……"
Lin Yourong calmly pulled her bra into the blanket, paused for a moment, and said:
"Honey, didn't I buy you a gray turtleneck sweater? It would look great with this trench coat underneath, both warm and stylish."
"Okay, whatever you say." Yu Huan nodded.
"Then you have to wear the leather shoes I bought you."
Yu Huan coughed slightly: "My wife bought me leather shoes; I can only wear them on important occasions—"
talking.
He draped his trench coat over his arm, turned around to look for a sweater, paused for a moment, and then said, "The pair my mom bought me is pretty good too. The key is that it only cost a few hundred yuan. When I'm out and about, I don't feel bad even if the soles wear out."
"So, what constitutes an important occasion for you?"
Yu Huan turned her head and met her slightly languid eyes as she woke up. She grinned and said, "That must be when we have our wedding!"
"Well……"
Yu Huan noticed that she buried her chin slightly under the blanket. Could it be that her words had struck a chord with her?
With a smile playing on her lips, she turned around and quickly put on her sweater and trench coat.
I had intended to tease her a bit, but after thinking it over carefully, I decided against it.
It's getting late, so it's best to leave the bedroom quickly so that my wife can get dressed properly.
After all, when the bra is on, one is definitely not naked, and with the pride of a pure love warrior, she would never take that step at this moment.
After Yu Huan left, she gently closed the door for her and then went straight to the bathroom to wash up.
After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I was wringing out the towel and hanging it on the rack when I heard light footsteps approaching from afar.
Just as she felt a sudden tug on her buttocks, Yu Huan looked up and saw Lin Yourong's beautiful face in the mirror. She quickly moved closer to the sink to make room for her.
"Honey, should we turn off the air conditioner?" Yu Huan asked casually with a smile.
It's off~
Lin Yourong passed by him and gracefully walked into the restroom.
Yu Huan turned to look at her back in her thin brown down jacket and asked, "Has Ji Meng arrived yet? I'm already late at eight o'clock."
"She just called me and is waiting downstairs. She said she'd give us ten minutes." With that, Lin Yourong closed the bathroom door behind her without turning around.
Yu Huan scratched his head.
How can the pure love warrior pinch his butt so naturally?
He's gone astray. He's definitely gone astray!
Yu Huan turned around, squeezed some of the Dabao cream that Lin Yourong had bought for him into his palm, rubbed it casually on his face, and then moved to the living room, where he lazily slumped on the sofa.
Since he had nothing better to do, he thought for a moment, then took out his phone from his pocket and called Teacher Wu.
The ringtone had barely started when the call was answered instantly.
"Huanhuan, why did you suddenly decide to call me today?" Teacher Wu's teasing voice came from the other end of the phone: "So, what's up this time?"
Yu Huan coughed slightly: "Mom, it's just that I haven't called you in a long time, and I've been thinking about you."
"You really missed me so much that we haven't contacted each other for so long? How have you been lately?"
Yu Huan said decisively and directly, "Why don't you come and see for yourself how I'm doing tomorrow?"
"You've been living in a new place for so long, I really should come and visit you." Before the words were finished, a slurping sound came from the phone, clearly Mr. Wu was eating noodles.
"It's like this, your daughter-in-law invited you and Dad to have lunch tomorrow." A warm smile appeared on Yu Huan's face.
"Oh? You really did say that?"
Yu Huan caught a glimpse of Lin Yourong's little head peeking out of the bathroom doorway and smiled at her phone, saying, "How could I lie to you about something like this? It really is what your daughter-in-law said. She'll be staying in Xingcheng for a while. She told me a few days ago that she wanted me to invite you and Dad over for a meal tomorrow."
"Okay, okay—" Teacher Wu paused for a moment, then asked, "What does You Rong like to eat?"
Yu Huan thought that since Xu Qian was now staying in the village, Yu Songnian would definitely come home every few days.
He then turned and asked in return, "Has Songnian been home these past few days?"
"I'm not too sure about that, but it seems like he's been coming back quite often lately?"
After a moment's thought, Yu Huan said, "Mom, how about this? Song Nian has already met your daughter-in-law. If he's home, have him drive you over and bring some extra side dishes."
Seeing Lin Yourong's upper body peeking out of the doorway, waving and shaking her head at him, he paused, then smiled and continued, "If she's not here, then forget it. You and Dad still have to take the car, so just travel light."
"Okay, okay! If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now. Your dad and I will discuss it properly. Don't worry about it, we know what we're doing."
Yu Huan heard that her mother seemed eager to share the news with her father. She moved her lips as if to speak, but the receiver was busy with a dial tone.
He put away his phone, both amused and exasperated. Lin Yourong, with a toothbrush in her mouth, quickly walked over.
She leaned down and nudged his shoulder, saying indistinctly, "Why are you asking your parents to bring anything? It's such a hassle!"
Yu Huan joked, "Why are you worrying about this? Hurry up and wash up. In ten minutes, Ji Meng might turn around and leave."
Lin Yourong rolled her eyes at him, then quickly turned around and walked back to the bathroom.
Not long after.
The couple got ready and went out downstairs one after the other.
Yu Huan walked ahead, then looked back at Lin Yourong's beautiful eyebrows and eyes through the brim of her hat and mask. Suddenly, he stopped, his face beaming with a warm smile, and said, "Wife, let me carry you downstairs. Let's start exercising with weights on the stairs!"
Lin Yourong, with one hand on the strap of her crossbody bag, looked down at Yu Huan, who was full of energy, and couldn't help but reach down and pinch his buttocks.
She twisted it a few times before letting go, and said coquettishly, "Stop fooling around, hurry up and go downstairs, I don't have time for you to mess around!"
"alright."
Yu Huan shrugged indifferently and hurriedly stepped down.
As soon as he stepped out of the building, he saw a BMW 3 Series of the same model parked quietly on the side of the road.
His gaze swept over a string of Bodhi seeds hanging on the rearview mirror, then he looked at the short-haired, artistic young woman in the driver's seat, giving her a slight nod and a brief greeting.
He then tactfully moved from the front of the car to the back.
The couple opened the car door in unison and bent down to get inside.
Ji Meng smiled at Lin Yourong in the passenger seat and said, "Rongrong, you've been here for more than ten minutes."
Lin Yourong closed the car door, fastened her seatbelt, and said, "I watched 'I Am a Singer' at my parents' house yesterday and didn't get home until almost 1 a.m., so I got up a little late this morning."
Upon hearing this, Ji Meng nodded knowingly, then turned to Yu Huan and asked, "Boss, have you had breakfast yet?"
Yu Huan pushed a backpack to the other side of the seat, lazily slumped in the middle of the seat, and with a smile, she said, "I don't have time for breakfast anymore, Ji Meng, could you please take me directly to the Morning Post building?"
“No problem.” Ji Meng turned around and released the handbrake.
Lin Yourong asked, "Mengmeng, have you had breakfast?"
"I didn't eat. Last night, I was watching 'I Am a Singer' just like you guys, and I went to bed quite late."
"How about you stop at the bus stop and I get off to buy some steamed buns?"
"Okay, okay, you haven't changed owners, have you?"
"The owner hasn't changed, but it doesn't taste as good as before. The flavor seems a bit different."
"After all these years, the ingredients or cooking methods may have changed slightly."
"That's true." Lin Yourong nodded slightly.
As the two best friends chatted, the car wheels slowly turned, driving them out of the residential area at a leisurely pace.
Yu Huan listened silently to their conversation, looking down at her phone and scrolling through work groups. Noticing the car stop, she quickly grabbed the door handle and said, "I'll get out and buy it."
Lin Yourong unbuckled her seatbelt, pushed open the car door first, and said with a slight smile, "Let's go together."
Two soft sounds of the car doors closing followed one after the other.
Ji Meng turned her head and looked at the couple's backs as they walked side by side.
Especially when he saw Lin Yourong's arm wrap around Yu Huan's waist, he couldn't help but click his tongue.
It was supposed to be a blind date that Uncle Lin forced upon her, but when they talked, she seemed extremely helpless, and when it came to getting their marriage certificate, they didn't seem to know each other very well...?
Although it was almost eight o'clock, the sky was still covered by thick white clouds, only appearing dimly lit.
Pedestrians hurried along, vehicles shuttled back and forth, and the roadside trees swayed gently in the breeze, their leaves rustling.
The steamed bun shop is located at the entrance of a street next to the bus stop. The old signboard is weathered and mottled with the erosion of time.
'Bus stop steamed bun shop'
Yu Huan turned her gaze away from the signboard and looked at the two stacks of steaming baskets, which were indeed quite old, just as the two women had said.
As the couple slowly approached, Lin Yourong whispered in Yu Huan's ear, "Mengmeng and I will each have a meat bun, a tea egg, and a cup of millet porridge, that's enough."
Yu Huan nodded and joked, "Was this your standard breakfast when you were in school?"
Lin Yourong's lips curled up slightly under her mask: "Pretty much. If I don't go for rice noodles, eggs and porridge are the standard, and I'll eat something else too."
The two stopped in front of the shop.
After Yu Huan and the other two young ladies who arrived first bought breakfast, they ordered three servings as Lin Yourong had suggested.
As they turned back to the car, Lin Yourong was carrying a plastic bag in each hand, while the starving Yu Huan was already munching on a large meat bun.
Lin Yourong followed his steps, asking with a smile in her voice, "Darling, are you full?"
Yu Huan swallowed the chewed bun in her mouth and said speechlessly, "I'm not a pig."
Lin Yourong smiled gently, waved the plastic bag in her hand, and then said, "The porridge at this shop used to be cooked by the owner himself—"
"It's not just pre-made porridge; these days, even roadside steamed bun shops and pastries rarely make their own anymore. They're all frozen products from delivery lines. They don't use good meat for fillings, and you should eat less of things like baking powder and whitening agents in the future."
"No wonder it doesn't taste as good as before," Lin Yourong said thoughtfully.
"That's right. Although it may have some impact on health, it won't kill anyone. The cost is low since it comes from the assembly line, so it's all about making money," Yu Huan said with a smile, opening the car door.
(End of this chapter)