classifiedscript Chapter 340 Ugly Thing
Chapter 340 Ugly Thing
Chapter 340 Ugly Thing
"Aren't you going to ask what kind of shelf it's hanging on?"
"Anything is fine... whatever you want..."
This brief answer surprised Yu Huan at first, but then she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Lin Yourong looked up and glared at him fiercely through the mirror: "What's so funny?"
Yu Huan, a mocking smile on her lips, retorted, "Why do I get the feeling from your tone that you're helpless and have no choice but to accept your fate?"
The water gurgled and splashed, and Lin Yourong's lips moved slightly, but she remained silent.
Because there are indeed some feelings like that that are hard to describe...
Yu Huan's figure appeared exceptionally tall under the light. He chuckled, strode past Lin Yourong, and entered the restroom.
After putting the clothes on the wall rack, she continued walking out.
He gently rubbed Lin Yourong's buttocks, uttered "I love you," and without waiting for her reaction, headed straight for the bedroom.
Over the past few days, he had noticed that she was rather slow in taking a bath, taking at least thirty or forty minutes, and usually she would put something on her face afterward.
Therefore, Yu Huan was not in a hurry to go to bed. She was quite tired at the moment and didn't want to fall asleep because she couldn't stay awake.
He picked up the remote control from the bedside table, turned on the air conditioner, and set it to 18 degrees Celsius.
Then, he went to the balcony, opened his laptop, and downloaded the three musical scores he had prepared for Lin Yourong while slacking off at work from the cloud document to his local computer.
My fingers danced lightly across the keyboard, and then I browsed through some cryptocurrency exchanges.
Time passed quietly and unconsciously.
Outside the window, the night grew even deeper.
Suddenly, the sound of pattering rain reached my ears. At first, the sound was faint, like silk threads gently falling on the window, but it gradually became clearer.
As Yu Huan listened to the crisp sound from the window, her focused thoughts gradually drifted away from the webpage.
I glanced at the bottom right corner and realized with a start that it was already 9:40. No wonder I felt like I was going to relieve myself.
Just as I was shutting down my laptop and turning to walk into the bedroom, I heard a slight sound of the doorknob turning.
He took a few steps towards the door and happened to come face to face with Lin Yourong, who was pushing the door open and entering.
Both of them were wearing thick cotton pajamas, and they both subconsciously glanced at the hickeys on each other's necks.
Yu Huan quickly shifted his gaze to her smooth, moisturized cheeks and said with a smile, "Honey, did you do a facial after your shower?"
"I just put on a face mask," Lin Yourong replied softly, turning sideways to brush past him.
Unexpectedly, Yu Huan suddenly turned around, and as they faced each other, he raised his hand and pressed it against the top of the door frame, giving her a door-frame slam.
"What are you doing~" Lin Yourong suddenly raised her head and gave his chest a slightly delicate push.
Yu Huan lowered his head slightly and gently pressed his lips to hers, his deliberately low voice escaping from his throat: "What do you think?"
"The air conditioning is still on in the room..." Lin Yourong said, but suddenly she stood on tiptoe, closed her eyes slightly, and adjusted the angle of her face so that he could kiss her more easily.
Seeing this, Yu Huan felt that the "pure love warrior" was getting better and better.
I kissed her passionately without touching her, so as not to make a big mistake and alert her.
Soon after, Yu Huan raised her head, and their lips parted.
He patted her arm and said, "I'm going to the restroom and get a glass of water."
"Oh." Lin Yourong licked her moist lips, looking charming and alluring.
As Yu Huan turned to leave, something inexplicably tugged at his buttocks.
Yu Huan paused, tilted her head slightly, and a mischievous smile curled at the corner of her lips: "You naughty one, huh? Wait till I get back, you'll be sorry!"
"Mmm..." Lin Yourong blushed and quickly closed the door.
After saying that, Yu Huan dragged her aching legs and slowly walked towards the toilet.
Now, he is intimately familiar with every corner of this place, and in the dim light where one can barely see five fingers, there is no need for the trouble of turning on the lights.
After relieving myself in the toilet, I strolled to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of drinking water.
Then, he walked to the bedroom and gently pushed open the door.
Lin Yourong was wearing a cotton nightgown, her upper body resting on a pile of blankets.
He turned around, closed the door, walked to the bedside table, put down the mug, and brought up the important matter that had suddenly occurred to him: "Honey, should we eat out or at home for lunch tomorrow?"
“Including Yu Songnian, there are only five people. There aren’t many people, so they must be at home. Let’s get up early and go buy groceries.” Lin Yourong put down her phone, sat up, and moved the blanket behind her to the front to spread it out.
“Okay.” Yu Huan nodded slightly, walked around to the coat rack at the foot of the bed, took out a small bottle of lubricant from her pocket, and slowly took off her pajamas.
The air conditioner unit above her was blowing warm air, and the gentle airflow made Yu Huan yawn contentedly.
Turning around, I saw that Lin Yourong was already lying down, completely covered up except for her head.
Yu Huan couldn't help but chuckle and said, "The air conditioner is set to 18 degrees Celsius, and you're wearing such thick pajamas and covered with a down comforter. Aren't you hot?"
"Mind your own business!" Lin Yourong rolled over, lying on her side facing the wall, and closed her eyes, saying, "Hurry up and turn off the light and go to bed. We need to get up early tomorrow."
"Ok."
Yu Huan climbed up from the foot of the bed, placed the small bottle on the bedside table, and then pressed the light switch.
With a "click," the room was plunged into a dim, hazy light as the red indicator light on the indoor unit of the air conditioner lit up, signaling that it was in heating mode.
Yu Huan crawled into the quilt, raised his left arm, and embraced the soft and fragrant Lin You Rong from behind, then naturally grabbed a handful of her ample bosom.
"Well……"
Yu Huan felt her claws being gently pressed down by one of her small hands.
A smile played on his lips as he brought his nose close to her neck, inhaling her rich fragrance, and called out softly, "Wife~"
"what's wrong?"
Listening to Lin Yourong's slightly trembling voice, every word seemed to be enveloped in tension.
Yu Huan smiled gently and said softly, "It's nothing, I just wanted your help—"
"No! Go to sleep!" Lin Yourong interrupted him abruptly, her cheeks burning.
She had long anticipated his little scheme!
Wrapped in the thick cotton pajamas and warm down comforter, the already stuffy feeling intensified when Yu Huan embraced her, making the heat even more intense.
It made her shift her body uncomfortably.
She really wanted to lift the blanket off her upper body to let in some fresh air, but then she remembered that Yu Huan was dressed very lightly, and she was caught in a dilemma.
Yu Huan released the hug and said with a smile, "If you feel hot, just take off your pajamas."
Lin Yourong took a deep breath, and her heartbeat quickened involuntarily.
Silently, she lifted some of the blankets and sat up.
Amidst a rustling sound, Yu Huan vaguely saw her take off her pajamas and toss them lightly at the foot of the bed.
The thin, form-fitting thermal underwear accentuated her shapely figure, especially her voluptuous curves, which were completely unrestrained...
Lin Yourong tried her best to suppress her shyness and lay back down in bed.
She was fully expecting Yu Huan to rush over and hug her immediately, but several breaths passed quietly, and he did not make the slightest move.
With a hint of doubt in her heart, she subconsciously turned over and lay on her back on the bed. In the dim atmosphere, she slightly turned her head, and her eyes met Yu Huan's.
At this moment, it seemed as if countless delicate emotions were slowly flowing in the air, like silk threads, faint and elusive.
Yu Huan suddenly spoke, his voice exceptionally clear in the quiet night: "Honey, how about we go to Delta tomorrow morning to check on the house renovation?"
Hearing Yu Huan bring up serious matters, Lin Yourong pondered for a moment and asked curiously, "Have you been there before?"
“Uh…” Yu Huan scratched his forehead, then put his hand back under the blanket and said slowly, “My uncle personally took care of it, and even invited his own apprentice. I have complete peace of mind, so I haven’t gone to see him.”
Lin Yourong listened attentively, and as he spoke, he suddenly and gently took her hand and led her to a place that was no longer unfamiliar...
This jerk, without a word, doesn't even have long johns!
The moment she touched him, Lin Yourong recoiled as if burned by fire, quickly pulling her hand back.
I knew that once I got the package home, that jerk would cause trouble that night!
Lin Yourong stared at the dim ceiling, trying to calm the heat and unease in her heart, and said in a voice barely above a whisper, "Um... I'm so tired today... and... we agreed on twice a week..."
"Wife~" Yu Huan's gentle voice rang out.
Lin Yourong turned her head slightly and responded with a soft "Hmm?"
"Look at my sincere expression." Yu Huan raised her eyebrows slightly, pursed her lips gently, revealing an expression full of expectation and sincerity.
Lin Yourong's lips curled up, and she said irritably, "I knew you would push your luck."
"What's wrong with taking things too far in this kind of thing between husband and wife?" Yu Huan joked, finally unable to resist, and gently caressed her full breasts.
"Well……"
A sudden silence fell, and just as Lin Yourong was feeling shy, she let out a soft cry—
She reached out and slapped his mischievous hand, scolding him playfully, "Stop pinching, it hurts!"
"Oh..." Yu Huan quickly let go of the hand that was gently pinching her, and moved closer to the edge of the bed, feeling her heart pounding like a drum.
He reached for the small bottle on the bedside table, swallowed hard, chuckled, and suddenly uttered the eight-word mantra: "Thank you, wife! My wife is so good!"
Lin Yourong's lips moved slightly, but she didn't know what to say.
She hadn't even agreed yet, so why was this jerk starting to say 'thank you'?
Only after he forcefully shoved a small bottle into her palm did Lin Yourong let out a long sigh, as if resigned to her fate, and said softly, "This time is an exception. Next week it will still be twice, and when I help you... you are not allowed to touch me."
"Wife, no problem!" Yu Huan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, agreeing first and asking questions later.
Lin Yourong sat up helplessly, feeling exhausted from head to toe.
That's good, that way she won't have insomnia after helping him...
After a moment's thought, Lin Yourong reached out and pulled the blankets off the two of them, dragging them towards the head of the bed to cover Yu Huan's shoulders, neck, and head.
She lowered her head in the dim light, examined the small hill for a moment, took a deep breath, and whispered with a hint of shyness and nervousness, "You're not allowed to peek."
"no problem."
Yu Huan agreed verbally, but when he felt the cool, smooth little hand, his heart skipped a beat...
He held his breath slightly, and after a short while, quietly pulled at the blanket.
The moment her graceful profile, sitting on the bed, appeared in his field of vision, her hand suddenly froze, and she slapped Yu Huan's forehead with her other hand, her voice trembling slightly and sticky.
"I told you not to peek."
Yu Huan tried to calm his disordered breathing, chuckled, and shamelessly said, "Wife, please continue."
"Well……"
Lin Yourong withdrew her gaze, drooped her head, and continued as instructed.
Yu Huan sensed from her tone that she was just shy and not resistant, so she simply got up slightly and put the blanket under her head.
In the dimly lit bedroom, the red heating indicator light on the air conditioner emitted a faint yet striking glow.
Her curvaceous profile, illuminated by the red light, appeared exceptionally vivid and captivating in Yu Huan's eyes.
She lowered her head slightly, seemingly focused on what she was doing, but occasionally stole a glance at him, looking shy and adorable.
After a while, Yu Huan considered his words and gave a brief suggestion: "Wife, you can pull down my underwear. That will make things easier and less cramped."
"Well……"
"Honey, I'll let you know when I'm coming, then you can just cover it with your hand!"
"Well……"
Lin Yourong hung her head and, though she didn't answer, suddenly picked up her pillow and covered his face with it.
Yu Huan intended to lift it up, but the next moment he felt his erect member exposed to the air, and his movements froze.
Lin Yourong lightly grasped it with one hand and patted it lightly with the other. She suddenly uttered three words playfully: "Ugly thing."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan lifted the pillow and couldn't help but chuckle.
However, when she used both hands, she immediately held her breath slightly.
Thanks to the small bottle, and the added benefit of being able to admire my wife's graceful figure, my comfort level was greatly enhanced.
"Hurry up..." Lin Yourong suddenly paused, turned to look at him, and said coquettishly, "My arms are sore after I finished exercising..."
Yu Huan smiled slightly and said softly, "You won't even let me touch you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Yourong suddenly felt a hand on her thigh, and at this moment, goosebumps rose all over her body.
"Honey, come a little closer," Yu Huan said softly.
"Well……"
Lin Yourong suddenly moved to the foot of the bed. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly sat up slightly and sat on Yu Huan's lap.
Illuminated by the red heating indicator light, her soft silhouette was outlined, revealing her exquisite figure. Every curve exuded charm, carrying an unreal beauty.
She leaned slightly forward, her beautiful hair falling down like silk threads.
Yu Huan, who was still heartbroken about losing his thighs, suddenly found his breathing quicken at this familiar pose.
However, the Pure Love Warrior had his head drooping, looking rather shy.
Considering that she was already tired at night, she didn't force herself to suppress her feelings in order to show off.
Just as the gun was about to fire, he quickly said, "Here it comes."
Lin Yourong immediately covered it with one hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed her fingers together, feeling a sticky sensation.
Yu Huan gasped for breath, reached for the tissue box on the bedside table, tore off five tissues, and handed them to Lin Yourong.
"Here you go, wife."
But Lin Yourong didn't reach out to take it; instead, she lightly flicked the still-energetic ugly thing on the head.
He snorted softly, got out of bed, and said, "Wipe it yourself!"
Yu Huan watched in astonishment as she slipped on her slippers and gracefully walked to the door.
He pressed down on the doorknob with his elbow, cleverly opening the door, and his figure disappeared into the darkness outside.
Yu Huan sat up and couldn't help but chuckle.
(End of this chapter)