msmithbooks Chapter 178 I will definitely report first
Chapter 178 I will definitely report first
Chapter 178 I will definitely report first
Lin Yourong suddenly stopped her light steps, and the fluttering hem of her skirt fell to her feet like a flower.
She hurriedly pressed the up button.
The elevator lobby was filled with a chilly atmosphere, the lights were dim and yellowish, as if they might go out at any moment. The stainless steel button panel reflected a faint light.
She glanced at Yu Huan, who had followed her, and couldn't help but droop her head, pouting as if she had been wronged.
She spoke softly, "What do you mean I broke my promise again? You've been the one bullying me all along..."
Hearing her slightly trembling voice, Yu Huan's heart tightened. He was afraid she would make the pure love warrior cry again.
So he quickly stood at attention and saluted, trying to lighten the mood with a smile: "Yes, sir, next time before I bully you, I'll definitely report it first!"
The elevator doors opened with a "ding".
Hearing this, Lin Youren almost burst out laughing. She quickly turned her head away, pursed her lips, and stepped into the elevator.
Yu Huan followed her like a shadow, then turned around and pressed the button for the fifteenth floor. As the elevator doors slowly closed, the small space was sealed off once again.
The elevator began to ascend, and a slight "humming" sound filled the entire space—the noise of the elevator operating normally.
Lin Yourong glanced at Yu Huan's tall figure carrying large and small bags.
Her lips moved, and she murmured:
"It's not that I can't bully you... I won't let you bully me... You'll definitely be outside... But could you at least let me... mentally prepare myself a little first..."
Yu Huan tilted her head slightly so that she could better catch her words, which were barely audible.
What do you mean by 'you'll definitely be outside'?
After hearing the weak and trembling words, he was speechless with exhaustion. He immediately turned around and stared at Lin Yourong's exposed nose and mouth.
Her exquisitely sculpted nose, with its slightly upturned tip, exudes a touch of playfulness.
Her lips were as vibrant red as a newly blossoming rose.
A smile played on his lips: "What are you talking about? I would only bully my beautiful wife at home! Even if she doesn't let me bully her now, I wouldn't bully anyone else!"
He paused, then continued with a slightly teasing tone, "This is called upholding male virtue, understand?"
The upward, gravitational feeling made her feel heavy all over, and a chilly breeze swept through the elevator car, causing Yu Huan to shiver slightly.
The current internet environment is relatively clean and not as chaotic as it used to be.
His casual remark, however, was interpreted by Lin Yourong with a completely different meaning.
The corners of her mouth, which had been turned down, gradually curved upwards, revealing a sweet smile.
Seeing that Yu Huan looked cold, Lin Yourong immediately stepped forward and hugged him tightly.
The two were inseparable.
Yu Huan smelled her perfume and was indeed warmed by it.
But thinking back to that firm and elastic feeling...
Addictive.
It's captivating.
His hand couldn't help but reach behind her.
Find the right angle and slide it up from below, gently slipping it under the coat, close to her skirt.
It is covered by a rounded petal.
"Um...I keep my word...I won't allow it..."
Lin Yourong's voice was very soft, like a gentle breeze brushing past the ear, fleeting and uncertain:
"Touching is allowed..."
Can I only touch it?
If you don't push your luck, are you even a man?
Yu Huan chuckled and gently stroked it through the layers of fabric.
At the same time, he whispered in her ear, "When can I pet you?"
A gentle breath brushed against my ear.
And then there's that hand that's anything but well-behaved.
Lin Yourong felt a chill run down her spine and tensed up, reaching back to slap away his devilish hand.
"Rua my foot!"
She loosened her embrace and said coquettishly:
"I hope you freeze to death!"
To Yu Huan, there was no hint of anger in her voice; it sounded more like she was being coquettish.
but……
I still haven't completely petted it.
Hey!
Just then, the elevator came to a steady stop on the fifteenth floor. With a "ding," the elevator doors opened.
Lin Yourong, her skirt fluttering, strode out.
The air currents created a strong wind that blew against Yu Huan, making him shiver as he followed closely behind. His voice trembled slightly as he jokingly said, "My wife really doesn't want me to freeze to death, does she?"
Seeing Lin Yourong silently raise her hand to press the doorbell.
He quickly wrapped one arm around her waist from behind.
This is called sticking together for warmth.
Despite the layers of clothing, her curvaceous figure was still clearly visible.
"Alright, we're all home now~" Lin Yourong said softly, her tone full of gentleness: "Hurry inside, or you'll catch a cold."
The newsboy cap couldn't hide her earlobes, which, in Yu Huan's eyes, were bright red and quite pleasing.
I can't help but feel a lot of emotions.
Who would have thought that the cool, beautiful, and aloof swan who first visited him would now be so shy and tender in his arms with a smile?
Yu Huan sniffed at her neck, as if trying to absorb all her scent, before reluctantly letting go.
Lin Yourong's finger had just touched the doorbell button, but before she could press it, she suddenly let go.
She turned around, stood on tiptoe, and left a third faint lipstick mark on Yu Huan's cheek.
Her eyes behind her sunglasses curved into crescents as she glanced at the conspicuous lipstick mark on his cheek.
Then he turned around and rang the doorbell.
Yu Huan leaned down slightly, intending to lower her head and kiss him back.
Seeing this, he had no choice but to stand up straight.
"Ding-dong, ding-dong—" The crisp sound of the doorbell echoed in the empty hallway. Old Lin, dressed in a gray pajama, opened the door, and the first thing he saw behind his black-rimmed glasses was his daughter standing in front of him.
She was wearing sunglasses late at night, which made her look incredibly cool.
Old Lin greeted his daughter with a smile: "You Rong, you're back."
then.
His gaze fell on Yu Huan's face, where he saw the three overlapping lipstick marks—
Yo!
This young man!
Then look at Lin Yourong, who is wearing a coat and jacket, and then look back at Yu Huan, who is wearing a thin knitted sweater.
He couldn't help but nod to himself.
His son-in-law is indeed a man who knows how to cherish his wife.
Old Lin's thoughts flashed by in an instant.
Yu Huan smiled and shouted in unison with Lin Yourong:
"dad."
"Yes!" Old Lin responded, then stepped aside to let them in.
Lin Yourong took off her sunglasses, revealing her beautiful face. She casually placed the sunglasses on the entryway cabinet, then opened the shoe cabinet and took out the Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit couple slippers.
Old Lin watched the young couple change into slippers and exchanged pleasantries with his daughter, asking, "How was the recording of the show?"
Lin Yourong nodded her chin and answered simply, "It went very smoothly."
"When will it air?" Old Lin asked curiously.
"next Saturday."
Lin Yourong changed into Blue Rabbit slippers, placed her newsboy cap on the entryway cabinet, then smoothed her long, flowing hair back and gracefully took off her jacket.
Yu Huan listened to the awkward conversation between the father and daughter from the side.
I couldn't help but find it a little funny.
If Lao Lin ever ends up in a hospital bed, will this girl really pull out his oxygen tube?
The air conditioner was on at home, and the warmth quietly filled the air, giving Yu Huan a feeling of springtime comfort.
He took the jacket that Lin Yourong handed him, but just casually draped it over his right arm without putting it on.
He carried the late-night snack in his left hand and followed the father and daughter slowly toward the living room.
The mother-in-law, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up and looked at Lin Yourong. Her unique outfit caught her eye, and she immediately praised her, "My daughter is getting more and more beautiful!"
Yu Huan turned to look at Lin Yourong and felt that she was as bright and beautiful as a sunny day.
He couldn't help but nod: "It is indeed beautiful."
“Xiao Yu, you’re tall and handsome too,” the mother-in-law said with a beaming smile, “With such good genes from your parents, I can’t even imagine how adorable your grandson will be!”
Old Lin chimed in with a smile, "That depends on how hard they both try."
Upon hearing her parents' words, Lin Yourong, who had collapsed onto the sofa, immediately cried out in a coquettish tone, "Mom—Dad—!"
After pressuring them to get married, they now pressure them to have children.
This series of quick moves caught her off guard.
The mother-in-law carefully examined the lipstick mark on Yu Huan's cheek, and then said nothing more.
Given the couple's relationship, there's really no need to rush them.
Yu Huan first draped her coat over the back of the sofa, then placed the late-night snack on the coffee table.
Without batting an eye, he interjected, announcing the menu: "Two dozen oysters, ten skewers of lamb, one grilled eggplant, and one naan bread."
Lin Yourong quickly sat up straight and together they untied the tightly tied plastic bag.
An enticing aroma filled the air.
Old Lin stood to one side with his hands on his hips, and couldn't help but smack his lips.
Yu Huan moved a small stool to sit by the coffee table and asked Old Lin with a smile, "Dad, would you like something to eat?"
Old Lin coughed slightly and asked hesitantly, "Do you have enough to eat?"
"You shouldn't eat too much late at night anyway, just grab a quick bite and go to sleep." Yu Huan said, opening the foil and handing a skewer of lamb to Lao Lin.
The mutton skewered on red willow branches is a good mix of lean and fat, and the pieces are quite large.
Upon hearing this, Lao Lin accepted the skewer without hesitation, and politely bit into the mutton at the tip, tearing it into his mouth.
The roasted lamb has a slightly willow-scented aroma when chewed, and it's thick and juicy. You can eat a whole skewer without feeling greasy at all.
I finished the skewer very quickly.
He bent down and stuffed the tamarisk branches into an empty plastic bag, then quietly picked up another bunch.
The mother and daughter sat side by side on the sofa, picking up chopsticks and enjoying the delicious oysters.
Wearing disposable plastic gloves, Yu Huan cut the naan into small pieces. After finishing, she picked up a piece, took a big bite, and chewed it carefully.
The naan bread is baked, so it's soft and tender. It's also brushed with mutton fat and dipping sauce, making it very delicious.
Suddenly, Lin Yourong picked up a skewer of mutton and handed it to her mother-in-law. Her lips glistened slightly with oil as she affectionately called out, "Mom~"
The mother-in-law glanced at her and saw her overly solicitous manner, coupled with that hesitant "Mom," and immediately asked in an annoyed tone, "What is it now?"
Old Lin also turned his head curiously.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Lin Yourong got straight to the point: "There's a show on Hunan TV called 'I Am a Singer' that I want to participate in. Mom, can you ask around for me?"
The mother-in-law took the lamb skewers her daughter handed her, took a small bite, and then slowly replied:
"Okay—" The last syllable was drawn out.
"I'm a singer? What show?" Old Lin frowned.
“It’s a music competition program,” Yu Huan explained with a smile. “I heard that the resources invested in this program are unprecedented in the history of Hunan TV, making it a rare big-budget production.”
Indeed, with two or three hundred people operating a program at the same time, all the walkie-talkie frequencies were filled up, and the entire Hunan TV station was almost unable to record other programs that day.
The show was originally conceived by Hunan TV to compete with Zhejiang TV's "The Voice of China," but its overall quality has surpassed it.
Old Lin, his mouth greasy from eating, immediately asked curiously, "How is it different from the 'The Voice of China' that You Rong participated in before?"
"Both shows are reality shows primarily focused on music competitions—"
Yu Huan explained while eating grilled oysters:
"But 'The Voice of China' is more geared towards talent shows for ordinary people, while 'I Am a Singer' invites singers who already have a certain influence and status in the music industry to compete. This kind of program format is still relatively novel in China."
(End of this chapter)