naruto-story Chapter 304 As expected of my wife
Chapter 304 As expected of my wife
Chapter 304 As expected of my wife
At 12:30 a.m., the lights in the living room were as bright as day, illuminating the entire space.
At this moment, Lin Yourong has become a helpless tool for taking photos.
Mainly, under Yu Huan's direction, she could only helplessly strike various poses.
For example, at this moment, Yu Huan forcibly pulled her onto his lap, wrapped his arms around her neck, and made her look at the camera.
Yu Chengcheng pressed the shutter lightly, and the flash instantly swept across the field of vision. However, the photo paper did not pop out from the top of the Polaroid camera.
Seeing this, Lin Yourong let out a long sigh of relief, still half asleep.
To be honest, she really regretted taking out the Polaroid camera!
Once these two start playing, they just never stop!
"We're out of film?" Yu Chengcheng raised a hand and gently patted the Polaroid camera.
Lin Yourong pursed her lips and said in detail, "Chengcheng, there are only three boxes of photographic paper left, and they're all used up."
"Oh."
Yu Chengcheng looked like she hadn't had enough; it was her first time using a Polaroid camera, and she found it quite novel.
The two cousins looked at the coffee table at the same time, where they saw that it was covered with photographs.
Yu Chengcheng turned her head, put the Polaroid photo on the TV cabinet with a grin, then stepped back, rubbing her hands excitedly: "Sister Yourong, could you please sign our photo together?"
Yu Huan looked at Lin Yourong's beautiful face. Her cheeks, which had been slightly flushed from the alcohol, had returned to normal, but the lingering fatigue was still clearly visible.
He noticed that Lin Yourong shifted slightly in his arms, as if she wanted to get up, so he immediately released his arms from her slender waist.
Seeing her slumped in the sofa beside her, Yu Huan coughed slightly and said, "Chengzi, don't bother Sister Rong so late. Everyone hasn't washed up yet! Just sign a few papers!"
"can."
Yu Chengcheng bent down to examine the photograph carefully, then stroked her chin and said:
"Then I'll have to pick out a few carefully!"
Lin Yourong gently rubbed her temples, looking a little tired, and said softly, "Chengcheng, it's okay, signing an autograph is just a matter of moving your fingers."
Yu Chengcheng looked up and said with a grin, "With Sister Rong's help, three cards are enough! Thank you so much!"
Yu Huan jokingly interjected, "Orange, if you went to the US in this condition, I don't think you'd need to adjust to the time difference at all!"
"I already put it on in advance, and I didn't fall asleep until 2 a.m. yesterday." Yu Chengcheng casually picked up the conversation, then looked down and examined it carefully.
Apart from the most recent photos, the rest of the photographic paper has already formed an image.
There are only three solo photos, two of which are of Yu Huan and one of Yu Chengcheng.
The rest are all group photos with Lin Yourong as the posed subject.
Judging from these photos in sequence, Lin Yourong initially appeared to be smiling happily and joyfully in the photos, with her almond-shaped eyes curving like crescent moons.
As the photos progressed, after being photographed by her two cousins for over an hour, her smile gradually became formulaic, a slight pursing of her lips with a hint of amusement.
Although she still looked radiant, she had been completely reduced to being a prop for group photos...
Yu Chengcheng decisively picked up the very first photo that had been taken.
Next, she chose a photo of Lin Yourong with her arm around her shoulder; the beautiful sister-in-law's eyes revealed a hint of intimacy.
Most importantly, it's immediately obvious that their relationship is extraordinary!
Finally, she picked out a photo of the two of them making a peace sign together. In the photo, their movements were perfectly synchronized, and their smiles were bright and harmonious.
"OK!" Yu Chengcheng straightened up and waved the photos in her right hand: "Just these three!"
Yu Huan stood up, quickly walked around the coffee table, and said with a smile, "I'll go get a pen."
He rushed to the bedroom balcony, turned on the light switch, opened the desk drawer and rummaged through it several times before finally pulling out a pen from the second drawer.
When she returned to the living room, she saw Yu Chengcheng with a big smile, holding a photo between her fingers and showing it to Lin Yourong.
I could vaguely hear her say "pigs rooting up cabbages" (a Chinese idiom meaning something like that).
Lin Yourong couldn't help but chuckle.
"What? Why are you laughing so happily?" Yu Huanle walked over to Lin Yourong and sat down next to her, handing her a pen.
Yu Chengcheng gently patted the photograph paper into Yu Huan's palm: "Look for yourself!"
Yu Huan looked down and saw that in the photo, he was pouting and nuzzling into Lin Yourong's neck.
Lin Yourong, with an expression that couldn't be suppressed, raised her fist, as if to punch him on the head.
The situation was that Yu Huan wanted to take a photo with Lin Yourong, kissing her on the lips. When she refused to cooperate, he had to settle for kissing her on the cheek, but she kept dodging him...
In short, this is how it turned out in Yu Chengcheng's lens.
It must be said that the analogy of a pig rooting up cabbage is indeed very apt...
"You're really good at taking candid photos!" Yu Huan looked away and gave Yu Chengcheng a thumbs up.
Yu Chengcheng raised her chin slightly, seemingly oblivious to the sarcastic tone in his voice: "Absolutely!"
Lin Yourong folded a small portion of the photographs on the coffee table in front of her to the side, opened the cap of her pen, bent down slightly, and signed her stage name in a continuous stroke.
She smiled and said, "Any more? Chengcheng, don't listen to your brother Huan, I can sign a few more."
Upon hearing this, Yu Chengcheng's eyes darted around in their sockets.
He then lightly snatched the "Pig Steals Cabbage" card from Yu Huan's hand, placed it beside Lin Yourong's hand, and chuckled, saying, "Sister Yourong, sign another one of these! And then Brother Huan will sign his name too, just 'Boss Brother'!"
Yu Huan refused without hesitation: "You and Rong Jie haven't gone public yet! What if—"
Yu Chengcheng waved her hand and said urgently, "Then I will wait until you all make it public before letting it see the light of day! I will definitely keep it hidden until then!"
Yu Huan's lips moved slightly.
But then they saw Lin Yourong with a slight smile on her lips, already flipping the item over and starting to sign her name with a "swish, swish" of the pen...
He immediately stopped arguing.
Seeing this, Yu Chengcheng quickly sat down next to Lin Yourong, hugged her arm and said, "Sister Yourong still loves me the most!"
Yu Huan instantly made the same expression as the old man on the subway: "Ugh! Disgusting!"
Lin Yourong chuckled, raised her arm, and handed the pen to Yu Huan: "Darling, it's your turn."
What else is there to say when the first wife gives the order?
"Okay." Yu Huan took the pen and then the photo that Yu Chengcheng handed over with a grin.
He placed the photo directly on his palm and, below Lin Yourong's cursive signature, wrote the three characters "Leader Brother" stroke by stroke in running script.
When she handed it back to Yu Chengcheng, she flipped it over and glanced at the signature: "Brother Huan, your handwriting isn't bad, but you need to practice your artistic signature."
“Indeed.” Yu Huan nodded.
First, practice being a "leader brother".
Practice 'Mr. Y' again.
Finally, even someone with the real name 'Yu Huan' has to practice...
With a sudden thought, he glanced at the wall clock and saw that the minute hand had already passed the forty mark. He then said to Lin Yourong, "Wife, it's too late to soak your feet, right? Just rinse them with hot water and go to bed."
"Hmm." Lin Yourong nodded her chin and waved her hand, "You should go wash up first."
The voice just fell.
Then, turning to Yu Chengcheng beside her, she continued, "Chengcheng, the blankets were just put on yesterday. My mom only came over for a nap. You shouldn't mind, right?"
Yu Chengcheng was picking up the photos one by one to examine them when she heard this, and she quickly shook her head and said, "Sister Yourong, you're so thoughtful! What's there to mind? I don't mind at all!"
Yu Huan strode into the bathroom and caught a glimpse of his first wife's gentle and virtuous appearance, a smile involuntarily spreading across his face.
At the sink, he seemed to be in triple speed mode.
The toothbrush head was brushed back and forth in the mouth at a very fast frequency, then the foam in the mouth was rinsed away, a towel was picked up, wet with hot water, and quickly wiped on the face several times.
Move to the shower, rinse your feet with hot water, dry them, and change into cotton slippers.
The entire washing and grooming process took less than five minutes.
As he strode out of the bathroom, he covered his mouth and yawned. Then he said to Lin Yourong, who was sitting on the sofa organizing photos with her younger cousin, "It's almost one in the morning, honey. I'm going to bed first. You go wash up!"
Lin Yourong glanced up at him, waved her hand, and said, "Go to sleep first."
Seeing this, Yu Huan slowed his pace slightly and coughed lightly in front of the television, as a subtle reminder that there was something important to do that evening: "Wife, hurry up!"
Yu Chengcheng looked up and teased, "What's wrong? You can't sleep because Sister Rong isn't in bed?"
Yu Huan chuckled and strolled towards the bedroom, saying without turning her head, "You figured it out. I can't sleep without Sister Rong around."
"Then I'd better be sensible and not keep Sister Yourong from sleeping with you," Yu Chengcheng said with a grin.
Yu Huan paused slightly at the door frame, turned around and emphasized, "It's already late, you two shouldn't dawdle, or you won't be able to get up tomorrow morning!"
"Oh," Yu Chengcheng replied.
As soon as Yu Huan entered the bedroom, she quickly took off her clothes, leaving only a thermal undershirt covering her body.
He caught a glimpse of an unopened box of tissues on the bedside table, followed by the trash can next to the bed. A chill enveloped his body, making him shiver involuntarily.
Yu Huan didn't have time to think. She quickly unfurled the folded blanket and slipped inside like an eel.
Suppressing the urge to curl up, I sprawled out on the warm bed, my eyes wide open like light bulbs.
Despite waves of drowsiness and fatigue washing over me, I was still in my early twenties. Lying quietly on the soft bed, relaxing every muscle, my energy began to slowly return.
Thinking about our agreement last night, and remembering my promise not to change her clothes today, and just now seeing her put tissues and a trash can by the bed—
Yu Huan pinched his thigh hard to wake himself up with the pain, determined to wait for her to get into bed!
With this thought in mind, I slightly raised my upper body, stretched my arm out from under the covers, and reached into the pants piled on the bedside table to find my phone.
He idly browsed through the Tieba forum for a while.
Around 1:30, I heard the door closing softly and quickly looked up.
The two met eyes, and Lin Yourong, who looked especially beautiful without her light makeup, had a slightly amused expression on her face: "Do you really have to wait for me before you go to sleep?"
"if not?"
Yu Huan pressed the power button, casually tossed the phone onto the pillow, and asked:
"Is Orange asleep?"
Lin Yourong stopped by the bedside table and said thoughtfully, "She has already washed up and come into the room..."
"Oh."
Yu Huan watched with a smile as she stood by the bedside table, took off her overcoat that went past her knees, and then bent down to slowly pull down her jeans.
Her exquisite figure is truly a feast for the eyes.
Feeling a little embarrassed by his unwavering gaze, Lin Yourong suddenly turned her back to him, bent down slightly, and took off her black wool sweater.
She then turned around and gently placed the sweater on the bedside table.
Lin Yourong looked into his fixed eyes and immediately pursed her lips: "Could you please stop staring at me... it feels a little strange..."
The tight-fitting thermal top perfectly outlined her figure.
Yu Huan shifted his admiring gaze to her pretty face, smiled gently, and said without hesitation, "What's so strange about that? You're pretty!"
A slight smile appeared on Lin Yourong's lips, and she softly replied, "Oh..."
"Wife, you have a great waist-to-hip ratio!" Yu Huan rolled over slightly, lying on his side facing her, propping his cheek up with one hand, and continued to admire her.
"Waist-to-hip ratio?" Lin Yourong asked, somewhat puzzled.
Yu Huan asked with great interest, "Can you touch your belly button with your hand behind your back?"
"Clam?"
"It's about reaching behind you with your hand and touching your belly button," Yu Huan explained.
Lin Yourong did as she was told and gave it a try.
She reached behind her with her right hand and easily touched her belly button, tilting her head cutely: "Is this how it is?"
"Yes!"
Yu Huan patted the mattress with her backhand and said:
"Go to bed quickly, don't catch a cold!"
Lin Yourong pressed her knees against the edge of the bed, gently flicked off her cotton slippers, and crawled to the inside of the bed while asking curiously, "You said my waist-to-hip ratio is very good...?"
Yu Huan had a mischievous smile on her face.
I feel like I know the pure love warrior pretty well now, so if we talk about this kind of topic in private, she definitely won't be so embarrassed that she runs away.
He stated bluntly, "A good waist-to-hip ratio, simply put, means a small waist and a large bottom."
Lin Yourong lifted the quilt and first tucked her feet under the covers.
Upon hearing this, she lightly kicked him and said coquettishly, "You're so annoying!"
Yu Huan chuckled and quickly turned to his side to cover Lin Yourong, who was lying next to him, with the blanket.
He immediately wrapped his arm around her slender waist.
Sensing that she suddenly tensed up, I casually started a conversation, saying, "I just discovered today that you're quite good at singing folk tunes."
Hearing him suddenly bring up this topic, and that he hadn't even made any advances, Lin Yourong, who was lying on her back, breathed a sigh of relief.
She turned her head, looked into his clear eyes, and said, "Teacher Li's students can all sing Huagu Opera, but I don't know much, just a little bit—"
Yu Huan suddenly spoke up, laughing, "A little bit is enough. I'll write a few opera-style ancient songs for you to sing, and then we'll do a proper match."
"Ok?"
Seeing the confusion on her face, Yu Huan realized that in those days there was no concept of opera-style ancient songs; opera-style singing was simply the singing style of traditional Chinese opera.
He then explained, "It's similar to Li Yugang's 'The New Drunken Concubine' and Jay Chou's 'Preface to the Orchid Pavilion,' incorporating opera singing and some traditional elements into pop songs, giving them a more ancient feel."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Huan turned around and reached for the light switch by the bedside.
After a soft "click," the room was plunged into darkness.
"If you put it that way, then I understand."
Lin Yourong vaguely watched as Yu Huan turned off the light, then lay down beside her on her back, smiling softly as she said:
"Looking forward to it~"
However, as soon as she finished speaking, she felt a claw on her chest.
What made her smile freeze instantly was that the paw actually began to gently rub her skin without any politeness!
"As expected of my wife, she keeps her word!"
Hearing his sudden praise, Lin Yourong was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand to place it on the paw, trying to stop its rampage!
"Wife~"
Lin Yourong felt the claw slowly moving back and forth in her palm...
They were touching and pinching it from below...
Her eyes widened instantly as she stared at the dimly lit ceiling.
Unconsciously, she uttered a soft nasal sound: "Hmm?"
"What we agreed on last night...?"
"Hmm... Chengcheng is right next door... and the soundproofing isn't very good..."
"Huh? We're not doing anything else, so what does soundproofing matter?"
"...She'll definitely know when you go out..."
Yu Huan chuckled: "Can't I even go to the bathroom before bed?"
"Well……"
Yu Huan leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Come on, come on!"
Lin Yourong felt the thrashing of claws and the warm breath blowing on her, and felt her face burning and her head spinning.
She shook her head and said softly, "It's too late, go to sleep... come tomorrow..."
"I was just saying you're a man of your word!"
(End of this chapter)