fictionpage Chapter 262 Still not convinced, huh?
Chapter 262 Still not convinced, huh?
Chapter 262 Still not convinced, huh?
The bedside lamp cast a soft light on Yu Huan's profile, outlining her gentle features.
On this cold winter night, the warm air from the central air conditioning blew gently, filling the entire space with comfort and tranquility.
Yu Huan's leg inadvertently peeked out from under the covers, her big toe occasionally rubbing together, exuding a relaxed and carefree feeling.
The blue light emitted by the phone shone brightly in my eyes, especially in the dim light.
The content displayed on the screen made the corners of his mouth involuntarily turn up slightly.
There weren't many photos in his Penguin album, only seventeen in total, but he examined each one carefully, as if he could find a piece of Lin Yourong's past in each photo.
This will definitely be very tiring.
My eyelids felt heavy, like they were weighed down by two lead weights. My vision became blurry, and even my thoughts became sluggish.
With the thought that I must fall asleep with my fragrant wife in my arms tonight, my mind went blank for a moment, trying to dispel my fatigue and boost my spirits.
One photo in particular caught his attention; it was a picture of her from her childhood.
In the photo, she is about five or six years old, standing in the center of the stage, surrounded by a group of Huagu Opera actors. Her hands are outstretched under her chin, making a flower-flower gesture.
Her cheeks were fair and delicate, like finely crafted porcelain, with a touch of baby fat, plump and full of collagen.
They are absolutely adorable.
There aren't many photos of the family of three together.
One of the photos is a group photo taken in front of the Dolphinarium at Window of the World.
Looking at the photo that's currently on my bedside table, I'm about the same age.
She has a cool short haircut and is wearing matching mother-daughter T-shirts with her mother-in-law.
Old Lin, dressed in a white shirt and wearing black-rimmed glasses, exuded a scholarly air and looked like a cultured man.
In another photo taken at Aiwan Pavilion on Yuelu Mountain, the little girl is wearing a red scarf and looks very innocent, while Lao Lin and his mother-in-law look like young people in their early twenties, full of youthful vigor.
The poses in both photos are almost identical.
Old Lin and his mother-in-law flanked Lin Yourong on either side, while Lin Yourong flashed her ever-present smiling peace sign.
He continued flipping through the pages, and there were photos of her and Lao Lin, father and daughter.
In the background, the Beijing National Stadium (Bird's Nest) is still visible.
Yu Huan swiped two fingers to zoom in on the photo, looking at Lin Yourong with her medium-length hair, and guessed that they must have gone to see the Olympics in 2008.
Then, he flipped through several photos of her sitting upright and playing the piano, and saw a photo of her with Li Guyi.
In the photo, Teacher Li has his arm around her shoulder, and the two are smiling at the camera.
Swipe your finger to the left, and you'll see a group photo of your sect.
Teacher Li stood in the middle, surrounded by his students and their followers, while Lin Yourong stood obediently on the far side.
There were also photos of people riding motorcycles in a dashing manner.
Each photograph seems to have been carefully selected and has a unique meaning.
After examining it closely, Yu Huan's tired body protested, causing her to yawn involuntarily.
I tilted my ear slightly, and all I heard was silence; there wasn't even a rustling sound.
At this moment, lying limply on the soft bed, every nerve cell seemed to be calling out to sleep.
Yu Huan glanced at her phone screen; it was already nine o'clock at night.
He then tossed his phone onto the bedside table.
Forget it.
Her dawdling—
Finally, I decided to end the tug-of-war with Lin Yourong. I really couldn't take it anymore, so I decided to go to sleep first.
Consciousness drifted away quickly, and I fell into a deep sleep.
Unlike Yu Huan, Lin Yourong, who had rested well throughout the journey, was full of energy at this moment.
I rested my hands lightly on the edge of the sink and looked at myself in the mirror.
Through the semi-transparent face mask, one could almost see the hesitation on her face.
In the bathroom, I hesitated and hesitated.
After deliberating for a long time, she first tiptoed to close the door and took the white stockings from the clothes rack.
You absolutely have to wear it!
Otherwise, there would only be a pair of panties under the skirt...
After getting dressed, Lin Yourong returned to the sink, still hesitant.
She would occasionally pick up her phone from the table and glance at the screen.
She didn't peel off the mask until she felt the serum on her face was almost dry, and then threw it into the trash can next to the toilet.
Then, she turned around, turned on the tap, bent down, and splashed her face with the cool water.
After wiping the water off her face with a soft cotton towel, she breathed a sigh of relief and slowly took a step forward.
She turned off the lights as she walked, and when she arrived at the bedroom, only a dim bedside lamp was left, emitting a soft glow.
In this dark and quiet environment, although the vision was somewhat blurred, it was still possible to make out the surrounding objects with difficulty.
In her field of vision, Yu Huan was lying on her side on the bed with her back to the door, silent and still, seemingly not playing on her phone, but rather fast asleep.
Lin Yourong carefully walked around the bed and approached for a closer look.
His eyes were slightly closed, and his chest rose and fell gently; he was clearly fast asleep…
She bent down and carefully examined his peaceful sleeping face.
After a while, Lin Yourong, who was sure he was fast asleep, felt an itch in her teeth and suddenly had an urge to bite someone!
What's wrong with this man!
How does he manage to sleep?
How could I just fall asleep so peacefully?!
She kept her word, and after much mental preparation, she made up her mind.
After turning off the lights, I'll only let him touch my chest a few times at most...
She even planned to have him hold her while she slept...
However, this despicable man fell asleep without making a sound!
Lin Yourong clenched her fist, wanting to punch him on the shoulder to wake him up.
But when they were only three inches away from him, they suddenly stopped.
Forget it.
She sighed inwardly and let out a long sigh of relief.
She straightened up, took off her short down jacket, and gently placed it on the bedside table, folding it together with Yu Huan's clothes.
Wearing a dark blue sweater and long skirt, she walked around to the foot of the bed, carefully lifted the covers, climbed onto the bed, and slowly lay down next to Yu Huan.
She propped her cheeks up with her palms, her gaze drifting from the back of his head to the crown of his head.
She raised her left hand and pretended to tap him on the head, then let out a soft "humph" through her nose. She then tiptoed to the edge of the bed, far away from him.
Now or never.
A two-meter-wide bed, one person on each side.
Since you're only focused on sleeping, then don't even think about running into her tonight!
Thinking this, Lin Yourong pulled the covers over herself.
To ensure that Yu Huan wouldn't stretch his arms and legs out while he was asleep, she folded the blanket on the side closest to him slightly and tucked it under her.
Lin Yourong tucked a pillow under her head and stared at the ceiling with bright eyes.
Everything around him was incredibly quiet, as if the air itself had frozen, with only his steady, rhythmic breathing echoing softly.
The sound was like the gentle tide at the beach, giving her a sense of inexplicable peace and warmth.
Lin Yourong closed her eyes, and her breathing unconsciously began to synchronize with his.
She hadn't felt sleepy at all, but before she knew it, she slowly drifted into a deep sleep...
In the endless darkness, Yu Huan's consciousness gradually returned. The moment he awoke, he felt a little breathless, as if he were being entangled by an octopus.
I forced my sore eyes open, and after a while, my eyes adjusted to the dim light of the bedside lamp, I was able to catch more details.
As his vision cleared, he looked down and saw only a head pressed tightly against his chest—
It's Lin Yourong!
They were strangely close to him.
She was lying on her side, with one hand around his waist and another leg under her skirt pressing against his lower abdomen, binding him tightly!
Yu Huan glanced around and realized that the blankets had been thrown somewhere.
At least the air conditioning was on, and the two of them were pressed close together, so they didn't feel cold.
Yu Huan took a few deep breaths and raised her left hand to stroke her back.
My fingers glided over the fibers of the sweater, carefully feeling its soft texture and grain. My initially groggy mind gradually began to clear.
He glanced up at Lin Yourong again, but could only see the back of her head with her long, flowing hair; he couldn't see her face.
His sleeping posture is so horrible, I hope he's not drooling on his chest!
Now that I'm fully awake, a feeling of renewal washes over me, and I feel refreshed and invigorated.
He raised his neck, brought his nose close to Lin Yourong's head, and took a deep breath of her fragrant hair, which brightened his mood.
Yu Huan stretched out her arm, picked up her phone from the corner of the bedside table, turned on the screen, and checked the time—
6:17.
Because the curtains are closed, it might already be dawn outside.
Yu Huan patted her rounded breasts lightly with his palm, softly calling, "Wife—Wife—"
Immediately, he felt a lightness in his chest as Lin Yourong slightly raised her head.
"Well……"
Her mind was a complete blank, and she squinted her sleepy eyes.
My gaze gradually moved upwards from the foot of the bed until I could clearly see Yu Huan's upturned lips and nostrils.
Sudden.
She realized that she was clinging tightly to Yu Huan with one hand and one foot, and her head was resting on his chest.
No wonder I always seem to hear a strong, thumping heartbeat in my dreams.
Ok.
The posture was rather awkward.
Upon realizing this, she suddenly loosened her grip, her expression dazed, and she quickly shifted her body backward like a caterpillar.
He reached down to touch the blanket, but found nothing.
She slightly raised her head, looked around, and spotted the snow-white blanket on the floor beside the bed on her side...
Yu Huan saw her perform a series of actions, and in a flash, she grabbed the blanket from the ground, covered herself up completely, and kept herself completely covered.
At the same time, roughly at the head position, the blanket rippled.
He knew she was obviously fixing her hair and trying to improve her appearance.
However, to be fair, her hair wasn't actually messy when she slept today.
Yu Huan raised his hand to touch his chest, and the fairy didn't drool.
With a smile on his lips, he tiptoed to the foot of the bed, then slowly lifted the blanket a little and crouched down to sneak inside.
Before she had climbed more than a few steps, Lin Yourong had already noticed something.
A soft, coquettish voice came from under the covers: "What are you doing!"
Her voice carried a hint of shyness.
Yu Huan felt something blocking his head, obstructing his path.
He reached up and touched her feet; they felt smooth to the touch, and he knew they must be her feet, which were covered in white stockings.
By feeling the shape of her toes, he quickly grasped the shape of her soles.
He grabbed her foot with one hand and gently scratched it with the other.
"Giggle giggle..." Lin Yourong was ticklish and immediately let out a silvery laugh.
In the pitch-black darkness, Yu Huan could feel her body trembling slightly as she tried to pull her foot back to avoid his attack.
But Yu Huan grabbed him tightly and chuckled, saying, "You can step on my head if you want!"
He continued, tickling the soles of her feet.
"Who wants you—hehe, who wants you—to crawl into my bed—hehehehehehe—"
Lin Yourong kicked her other foot wildly in the blanket.
Yu Huan felt as if she had been kicked countless times on her shoulder and head, neither light nor heavy. She pretended to be serious and said, "Still not convinced, huh?"
Lin Yourong trembled violently, letting out a coquettish plea for mercy: "I give up, I give up, hahaha, stop now!"
Yu Huan listened to her forced cheerful laughter.
Suddenly, he let go.
He darted upwards like a fish, and in an instant, his head emerged from under the covers.
Turning my head, I saw that half of Lin Yourong's body was outside the blankets, her pretty face flushed red, and she was still giggling.
Upon seeing the teasing smile on his face, Lin Yourong immediately punched his shoulder: "All you ever think about is touching me and tickling me all the time!"
Yu Huan lay on her back beside her, her hands comfortably behind her head, and replied with a smile, "Who told you to step on my head?"
Hearing this, Lin Yourong, having caught her breath, immediately spat out, "You're trying to crawl under my skirt! You always try to take advantage of me!"
"Really?" Yu Huan asked in a slightly teasing tone.
He turned his head to look at her; her bright and clear almond-shaped eyes seemed even more radiant now, and her cheeks were flushed with a faint blush. She was slightly out of breath after their playful fight.
These details made his heart flutter.
"So, I'll really take advantage of you and touch you inappropriately?"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly sat up and leaned in.
Lin Yourong, who was lying flat on her back, was startled when Yu Huan suddenly pressed her face against hers.
Her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her sweater under the covers. She shyly turned her face slightly away, not daring to look directly at the person in front of her, and softly made an excuse: "I...we didn't brush our teeth..."
Her lips moved slightly, her voice trembling.
Noticing that Yu Huan suddenly pulled back the blankets covering the two of them, he quickly straddled her lap.
Lin Yourong was completely stunned and speechless.
Didn't expect that at all.
He did this and that, and suddenly the two of them ended up in such an embarrassing position...
Yu Huan pressed her knees slightly against the bed to avoid the weight pressing down on her completely.
He looked down at her.
She bit her lower lip, a blush creeping from her cheeks to her neck, her eyes sparkling with shyness and unease.
Yu Huan smiled and said, "I don't have cavities, I don't have stomach problems, and my breath shouldn't smell bad either."
"I do not have either……"
Before Lin Yourong could finish her sentence, her lips were suddenly sealed shut.
She felt his claws, which this time went straight to her chest.
She raised her hand to punch his shoulder, but halfway through, she changed her fist into a palm and hugged him instead.
(End of this chapter)