Reborn, I choose to register my marriage with the diva.

Chapter 368 It’s all your fault!

Chapter 368 It’s all your fault!

Lin Yourong flicked the naughty boy's fingertip lightly, then reached out and took the tissue Yu Huan handed her.

In the quiet of the night, the entire room was immersed in an atmosphere that was both alluring and tense.

Shyness and anticipation intertwined to form an invisible net, enveloping Yu Huan and Lin Yourong, seemingly binding their bodies and minds.

At least at this moment, in their eyes, the whole world seemed to consist only of each other, and everything around them gradually blurred, while the other's figure became clearer and clearer.

Yu Huan leaned lazily against the pillow, pretending to be relaxed despite her inner turmoil.

He watched intently as Lin Yourong wiped her fingers with a tissue, then jokingly chimed in, "Wife, to be honest, it's just that you're too charming."

Upon hearing these somewhat teasing words, Lin Yourong couldn't help but chuckle softly.

She crumpled the tissue into a ball, carefully placed it on the edge of the bed, and slowly sat down on the inside of the bed.

The moment she sat down, she let out a soft sigh, and her slightly sore hands unconsciously clasped together.

Lin Yourong pondered the matter for a moment, her mind racing.

Her fingers twitched slightly, her shyness evident, and her voice trembled as she said, "Hmm...you seemed a bit strange tonight..."

Say it.

Lin Yourong lowered her head slightly, her long eyelashes drooping, as if she was too shy to look directly into Yu Huan's eyes.

Yu Huan watched as her chest rose and fell gently with her breath, the slight trembling clearly revealing the tension in her heart at that moment.

He couldn't help but chuckle softly and asked in return, "What's wrong with me?"

Upon hearing this question, Lin Yourong immediately grabbed his thigh and gave it a light, playful pinch, stammering, "Were you holding it in on purpose... just so... just... um..."

Yu Huan scratched his head, taking advantage of the dim light, and with a slight smile on his lips, feigned confusion as he asked, "What for?"

His pretentious manner immediately made Lin Yourong glance at him sideways.

Her eyes held a hint of dissatisfaction mixed with a touch of shyness.

Since neither of them could clearly see the other's face at this moment, she seemed to have mustered up her courage and was going all out, saying coquettishly, "What do you think? I already figured it out! You must be..."

As she spoke, Lin Yourong looked down at her feet.

Yu Huan coughed slightly. At this point, there was no point in arguing anymore.

He sat up slightly, deciding to take the initiative, and reached out to touch Lin Yourong's jade-like foot resting on his waist.

The moment Yu Huan grabbed Lin Yourong's ankle, her body froze, as if time itself had stopped, and she even seemed to forget to breathe.

In the dim light, with their eyes almost touching, Yu Huan could clearly see the two intoxicating blushes on her cheeks, like the magnificent sunset on the horizon.

She bit her lip lightly, feeling extremely embarrassed, but still followed Yu Huan's guidance...

A unique emotion welled up in Yu Huan's heart—an indescribable mix of excitement and tenderness.

At the same time, his heart began to beat uncontrollably, more and more violently, as if it were about to burst out of his chest.

His breathing became more rapid, and his eyes were filled with fervor...

"Let's take it slow..."

“Hmm…” Lin Yourong responded softly.

……

Lin Yourong supported herself with her hands behind her back, her eyes slightly closed, her long and thick eyelashes trembling incessantly.

She tried to focus more on the present moment, but couldn't completely ignore the shyness in her heart, as well as the wonderful feeling that kept welling up inside her.

Although she was too shy to speak, she still tried her best to adjust as he asked.

She didn't even realize it...

Occasionally, I would let out a nasal sound, soft and melodious...

This undoubtedly made Yu Huan's breathing even more disordered.

His eyes were fixed on Lin Yourong's graceful silhouette.

Their eyes were filled with boundless love and contentment, as if in that instant, the whole world had vanished, leaving only the two of them...

Lin Yourong keenly sensed Yu Huan's change, and in this unexpected moment, she cleverly raised her foot to block him without hesitation.

She had barely opened her eyes when she hadn't even had a chance to properly assess the situation.

Suddenly.

A faint yet crisp "click" sound rang out in the quiet bedroom.

The bedside lamp cast a soft, diffused light, like a spotlight on a stage, and Lin Yourong felt as if she, who had been hidden in the darkness, had been instantly exposed.

Yu Huan looked at the complex emotions of panic and shyness in Lin Yourong's eyes. Her eyes were like those of a frightened fawn, flustered yet endearing.

In particular, he could clearly feel her feet trembling slightly, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Don't turn on the light! Turn the light off right now!" Lin Yourong suddenly raised one hand and held it across her chest, while using the other hand to cover her face.

However, the blush on her neck and forehead, as bright as blooming peach blossoms, could not be concealed.

In that split second, she wanted to hide under the covers, but then worried that she might accidentally spill something everywhere...

I was immediately caught in a dilemma.

A hint of teasing flashed in Yu Huan's eyes. He sat up straight, gently grasped Lin Yourong's ankle, and said, "Wife, you're dressed so warmly, why are you so shy? I should be the one who's shy now!"

Lin Yourong bit her lip, her voice tinged with a hint of coquettishness as she said, "You...you're going too far..."

She tried to pull her foot back, but found that Yu Huan was holding it tightly.

Seeing this, Yu Huan did not let go, but instead pulled her feet even closer.

He examined the marks carefully, a mischievous smile playing on his lips: "How did I go too far? I was even going to help you clean it up!"

"Hmm..." Lin Yourong suddenly put down her hands and quickly pulled up the bedding next to her.

Like a gust of wind sweeping through fallen leaves, it instantly covered him completely, leaving only his calves and below exposed.

The warrior of pure love has already entered ostrich mode.

Seeing this, Yu Huan stopped teasing her and moved gently and carefully.

Then, he gently patted her calf, and before he could say anything to remind her, she suddenly hid completely under the covers.

Yu Huan couldn't help but smile. After tidying herself up a bit, she got out of bed, slipped on her slippers, picked up a half-full trash can, and headed towards the door.

His steps were light and quick, as if he were walking on clouds. He felt refreshed and extremely satisfied, and his whole body exuded a pleasant aura.

As he reached the door, he turned around, looked at the 'little hill' that had somehow moved to the corner of the bed, and said with a smile, "Honey, I'm going to the bathroom to tidy up first."

The crisp, cool air outside contrasted sharply with the warmth inside the bedroom, as if they were two different worlds. Yu Huan gently closed the bedroom door, humming a melodious and cheerful tune, and walked happily toward the bathroom.

After a short while, he finished cleaning up and leisurely stopped in front of the sink, carrying the trash can.

Yu Huan turned to look at himself in the mirror, raised the corners of his mouth with a hint of pride, and gently tossed his hair, feeling that he had become even more handsome.

After admiring myself for a moment, I walked back to my bedroom, looking quite energetic.

He pushed open the slightly ajar door and saw Lin Yourong, dressed in cotton pajamas, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed.

Yu Huan smiled, his eyes full of tenderness, and carefully observed her as he walked.

The blush on her cheeks hadn't faded yet, like the lingering sunset on the horizon. Her hair was slightly disheveled, yet it possessed a unique, languid charm, making her exceptionally beautiful under the soft bedside lamplight.

Her long, thick eyelashes cast faint shadows under her eyelids, and her gaze was somewhat evasive, her eyelids slightly lowered, clearly not daring to look him directly in the eye.

What's happening here?

Yu Huan sensed the awkward atmosphere surrounding the Pure Love Warrior. After a moment's thought, she realized that tonight was indeed a bit too embarrassing for him...

He smiled slightly, deciding to use praise as a tactic, and said, "Honey, you're so cute~"

The words fell.

He had just walked away from the doorway and reached the bedside table when Lin Yourong suddenly stood up, hurriedly walked towards the door, and ran away in extreme embarrassment.

Yu Huan put down the trash can and looked back at her hurried figure.

My mind involuntarily drifted back to that day, to the two small triangular lace pieces in the basin…

Her soft, melodious singing still lingered in my ears, its echoes lingering.

Feeling relieved after unloading the cargo, Yu Huan suddenly felt a bit overwhelmed again...

Yu Huan took a deep breath, slumped onto the edge of the bed, picked up the thermos, and unscrewed the lid.

The faint "click" sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

He took a sip of hot water, swallowed it slowly, and felt the warm water slide down his throat, trying to banish these distracting thoughts.

She then gently shook off her slippers and sat up against the headboard.

After waiting a while and not seeing Lin Yourong return, he picked up his phone from beside his pillow and turned it on to check.

The time displayed above shows that there are three minutes left until midnight.

He casually browsed the forum for a while, and time slipped away unnoticed. It was already 12:15 a.m., and Lin Yourong still hadn't returned to her room. He couldn't help but frown slightly, a sense of worry rising in his heart.

Yu Huan put down her phone, got out of bed, and slipped on her slippers to walk out of the bedroom.

The warm yellow light from the streetlights streaming through the open kitchen window cast a soft glow over the living room, which was quiet and peaceful.

Yu Huan looked around, searching every corner, but did not find Lin Yourong.

Then he went to the bathroom.

In the dark, cramped space, he lightly pressed the wall switch. With a "click," the light came on, and he saw that the toilet door was also open, and there was no one inside.

Yu Huan frowned, her worry growing stronger. She turned and quickened her pace, pushing open the door to the karaoke room to look inside, but there was still no sign of her.

After searching for a while, Yu Huan became anxious and turned around to call out, "Wife, where are you?"

His shouts echoed through the living room, filled with his anxiety and concern, but soon silence returned without any response.

Yu Huan thought to herself that she was only wearing pajamas and thermal underwear, so it was unlikely that she would go out...

Upon realizing this, he immediately took two steps at a time and went to his next bed.

As soon as Yu Huan pushed the door open, he heard a slight sound.

In the dim light, he looked in the direction of the sound and found that it was coming from the bed in the second bedroom.

faint……

Is it like sobbing?

"Wife?" Yu Huan's heart tightened, her voice filled with doubt and worry, echoing in the quiet second bedroom.

There were no streetlights outside the second bedroom window, and the faint light coming from the living room could only illuminate the general outline of the furniture.

In the dim light, everything was indistinct, and a quiet yet oppressive atmosphere permeated the air.

In particular, the faint sobbing echoed in the silent space, sounding especially clear to his ears.

It was as if the only sound in the darkness added to the desolation and helplessness.

Seeing this, Yu Huan quickly turned to the side and pressed the wall switch with her fingers.

The ceiling light instantly shone brightly, its strong yet soft light spilling like mercury, illuminating every corner of the room in minute detail.

Yu Huan looked up and saw a figure lying on the bed with its back to him.

The figure was slightly hunched over, tightly clutching the stacks of blankets, as if those blankets were her only support at that moment.

Her long, waterfall-like hair was scattered messily behind her, and her shoulders were still trembling slightly, making her look even more pitiful.

Seeing this, Yu Huan felt a pang of heartache and quickly strode over, climbed onto the bed, and gently turned Lin Yourong's body so that she would face him.

When Yu Huan saw her face covered in tears, her delicate, tearful appearance, a heavy weight suddenly lifted from her heart.

He slowly reached out and carefully wiped her eyes, speaking softly and gently, "Wife, don't cry. It breaks my heart to see you like this. Tell me what's wrong, okay?"

Lin Yourong turned over slightly and lay flat on the bed.

Her almond-shaped eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, her voice trembling with emotion as she said, "I...I just feel so ashamed, just now...just now..."

clam?

Upon hearing this, Yu Huan was immediately stunned, her heart filled with surprise.

His wife suddenly hid away, secretly shedding tears behind his back, and he thought something terrible had happened...

With a sudden thought, Yu Huan immediately leaned down and kissed her smooth forehead.

His lips moved as he slowly said, "Wife, why would you think that? You're not shameful at all!"

"I... wouldn't that be shameful..." Lin Yourong stopped sobbing, then suddenly raised her small fist and punched Yu Huan's shoulder.

With a hoarse, trembling voice and a hint of sobs, she said in a hurt and coquettish tone, "It's all your fault!"

After being hit by his wife's punch, Yu Huan looked at her adorable and innocent appearance, and the slight worry in his heart instantly dissipated, making him feel a little better.

He slightly raised his head, slowly moved, and lay down next to her, turning to his side and gently stroking her hair: "Yes, yes, it's all my fault."

"Woo..."

Lin Yourong turned over with tears in her eyes, like a kitten seeking warmth, and gently rubbed her cheek against his clothes, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

This gesture, full of dependence, brought a smile to Yu Huan's lips. He gently hugged her and said, "Wife, what you just did was something natural and intimate between a man and a woman. Don't feel embarrassed."

His voice was gentle as water, trying to soothe her.

(End of this chapter)