usatvline Chapter 253 I've started running!
Chapter 253 I've started running!
Chapter 253 I've started running!
Time seemed to grow incredibly heavy, with each second passing by exceptionally slowly.
The air in the carriage seemed to freeze; there was no wind, no sound, so quiet that Lin Yourong could hear her own shallow breathing.
Lin Yourong's fingers tapped lightly on the leather steering wheel. Her gaze passed through the glasses and the windshield, taking in the few pedestrians passing by and the occasional car slowly driving by.
Thoughts drifting through my mind were sometimes clear, sometimes blurry.
Suddenly, the phone on my lap vibrated, breaking the momentary silence with a message notification.
She quickly looked down, picked up her phone, and saw that it was just a trivial data usage alert text message...
The number in the upper left corner of the screen shows 9:07.
Waiting always feels exceptionally long.
Just as she was about to press the power button to turn off the screen, a message popped up at the top of the screen.
Honey, sorry to keep you waiting, I've started running!
A slight smile played on her lips as she quickly replied, "Honey, remember Sister Ru's car? You drove it before."
"Of course I remember, the Audi A4 with a Shanghai license plate (沪A)!"
"No rush, take your time."
Seeing that Yu Huan did not reply, Lin Yourong placed her phone on the armrest box and turned her gaze to the right to observe the pedestrians approaching.
Soon, a tall figure walked briskly, entering her field of vision like a gust of wind.
He wore a baseball cap and a black cotton face mask, and the hem of his trench coat fluttered as he strode forward.
He turned his head from side to side, quickly scanning the area.
After a moment's consideration, Lin Yourong chose to open the car door to greet him.
She slowly stepped off the car, turned her head, and their eyes met. The moment their gazes locked, it was as if only the two of them existed.
Lin Yourong slightly raised her chin, meeting those deep and gentle eyes.
As he drew closer, the smile in his eyes grew even stronger…
Yu Huan strode forward, her fingertips pinching her mask, and pulled it up a little.
His gaze slowly moved down from the brim of her slightly upturned deerstalker hat, finally settling on her pink lips.
She must have applied that tinted lip balm she used before, which is why it looks so pink and tender, making you want to take a bite.
Her lips formed a perfect curve, revealing her pearly white teeth, and she blossomed into a radiant smile.
That smile instantly infected Yu Huan, causing the corners of his mouth under his mask to turn up as well.
Yu Huan quickened her pace, taking two steps at a time to get around to the driver's side.
He glanced around to make sure there were no suspicious people, then opened his arms and hugged Lin Yourong tightly.
Soft, fragrant, and warm jade in my arms.
Yu Huan lowered his head, pressed his nose against her ear, and took a deep sniff of her hair.
Her unique fragrance is delicate and captivating.
The lips beneath the mask moved slowly, murmuring, "Long time no see~"
"It's only been a week since we last met, but it feels like ages!" Lin Yourong wrapped her arms around Yu Huan's waist, holding him tightly.
Yu Huan's eyes were firm, and he said in a strong voice, "Of course, life without a wife is like an eternity!"
Lin Yourong was feeling a sweet warmth in her heart when suddenly, she felt a mischievous large hand on her buttocks...
She immediately raised her little fist and punched his shoulder, saying in a coquettish voice, "You're so naughty~"
Hearing the obvious coquettishness, Yu Huan chuckled, thoroughly enjoying her handjob, feeling quite satisfied.
There are many eyes around, and the gazes are mixed; now is not the time for tenderness.
He slowly released his embrace, and through the brown lenses on her face, he could vaguely see her pair of bright, clear eyes.
He gazed at her and sighed, "My wife smells so good, I've been thinking about her day and night, and finally I can hold her again!"
Lin Yourong gently pinched his waist and withdrew her hand from his waist: "You're so sweet-talking."
She said this playfully, but a happy smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.
"You sit in the passenger seat. Now, I'll take the steering wheel." Yu Huan smiled, reached out and patted her rounded figure, gesturing for her to move aside a little.
People were coming and going in front of the car.
Lin Yourong obediently stepped back and made way for him to open the car door.
She lowered her head, feeling her heart racing and her heart pounding wildly.
She held her breath slightly, calmed her rapid breathing, walked around from the back of the car to the passenger side, reached out and gently touched the back of her skirt, gracefully bowed and got into the car, sitting upright.
Yu Huan did not rush to get into the car, but instead walked around the vehicle and carefully inspected the tires.
Only after making sure everything was in good condition did I get into the driver's seat and fasten my seatbelt.
His gaze shifted from Lin Yourong's black polka-dot dress, and as he started the car, he chuckled, "My wife looks absolutely stunning today."
Lin Yourong unbuckled her seatbelt and used her skillful tactic of changing the subject, asking, "Why aren't you wearing the coat I bought you?"
"I wouldn't normally wear clothes that cost 80,000!" Yu Huan waited for her to fasten her seatbelt before releasing the handbrake, shifting into drive, and gently pressing the accelerator while turning the steering wheel to the left.
"Well……"
Lin Yourong hesitated for a moment, but ultimately chose to speak her mind:
"I don't think this one looks good. It's a bit loose and doesn't suit you."
Yu Huan glanced at the fuel gauge, which showed it was full.
Hearing Lin Yourong's words, he smiled and said, "Everyone has their own style! This one is a loose and casual style. I'll only wear the clothes you bought me when I need to dress up for a formal occasion!"
Lin Yourong thought for a moment, then decided to respect his spending habits and nodded helplessly, "Okay~"
Yu Huan glanced up at the rearview mirror and saw that the back seats were packed full, and the view was completely blocked.
However, this was not a problem for him, an experienced driver.
The left and right rearview mirrors should be able to clearly see the vehicles behind.
"Did you eat breakfast?" Yu Huan asked with concern.
Without hesitation, Lin Yourong asked, "I ate a small bread roll. What about you?"
"I had breakfast on the plane: steamed buns and a carton of yogurt." Yu Huan held the steering wheel with one hand and slowly took off her mask and hat with the other.
Seeing this, Lin Yourong quickly took them and gently placed them on the armrest box.
Being cared for so gently and considerately by her, Yu Huan felt a warm current welling up in her heart.
He continued, "Then let's buy some food and put it in the car, then drive straight to Jingdezhen, get some rest, and have some fun. Um, I've already booked the hotel in advance."
Lin Yourong pursed her lips, nodded slightly, and said, "Okay."
Yu Huan asked tentatively, "What do you want to eat? If you want McDonald's, there are some in the terminal." "I want pan-fried dumplings!"
"arrange!"
Yu Huan answered without hesitation, then slowly said:
"Then let's not go straight to the highway? Let's exit the terminal first, find a place to buy some good food for the journey."
“Sure, we’re not in a rush anyway.” Lin Yourong took off her deerstalker hat and gently smoothed her long, flowing hair behind her back with an elegant and natural movement.
Yu Huan glanced at her, smiled brightly, and said, "You know this area of Rainbow Bridge better than I do, so please show me the way, heroine!"
"No need to take any detours, I know a residential area near Hongqiao with a really delicious pan-fried dumpling shop!"
"I'll follow your orders!" Yu Huan declared firmly.
However, shortly after the car left the terminal, Yu Huan disobeyed Lin Yourong's instructions and did not continue driving until the next traffic light to turn left.
Suddenly, he turned the steering wheel to the right, slowly drove through two lanes, lightly applied the brakes and stopped at the curb, and pressed the hazard light button.
"What's wrong?" Lin Yourong looked at him with curiosity.
Yu Huan smiled slightly.
He pointed to his slightly dry lips: "My lips are a bit dry, I need to apply some lip balm."
The words have not yet fallen.
He then leaned to his right and moved closer to Lin Yourong's pretty face.
Seeing this, Lin Yourong knew exactly what he was up to, and gently punched his shoulder: "You're at it again!"
Yu Huan paused for a moment.
Under his smiling gaze, she pinched the arm of her sunglasses in annoyance, took them off, then pouted her pink lips and leaned closer.
I gently pressed my lips to his.
They lingered, moving left and right, for a while.
Yu Huan inhaled the faint fragrance mingled with her breath.
I could only feel how incredibly soft her lips were.
A few moments.
Lin Yourong sat up straight, put her sunglasses back on, and gave a soft "humph": "Is that alright now?"
Yu Huan glanced at her slightly pink lips through the rearview mirror, smiled, and nodded repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay."
They kissed, and then happily set off.
Following Lin Yourong's directions, the vehicle quickly stopped on the roadside in front of a pan-fried dumpling restaurant.
Yu Huan pulled the handbrake, then picked up the hat and mask from the armrest box and put them on methodically.
He noticed that Lin Yourong was also unbuckled her seatbelt and preparing to get out of the car, so he quickly stopped her, saying, "I'll go buy it. You wait for me in the car."
Lin Yourong pointed to the bakery across the street and said with a bright smile, "You buy pan-fried buns, and I'll go buy cakes. Let's split up."
"Okay." Yu Huan rested her fingers on the car door, turned her head and asked, "I need to go to the supermarket next door to buy some red ginger and Red Bull. Is there anything else you need?"
Lin Yourong took out a mask from her down jacket pocket, put it on, and said, "Just buy me a bottle of mineral water."
"Okay." Yu Huan nodded and opened the car door.
Since the car was already packed full, I couldn't buy too much stuff, lest I run out of space later.
The young couple split up into two groups.
When Yu Huan opened the car door, carrying large and small bags in one hand and returning home with a full load, Lin Yourong was already sitting in the passenger seat, elegantly holding a sandwich and slowly munching on it.
When she saw Yu Huan return, she quickly switched the sandwich to her left hand, reached out her right hand to take the bag from his hand, and carefully placed it on the footrest beneath her.
Yu Huan took off his mask and baseball cap, his gaze sweeping over the two hollow paper cups in the cup holder in the armrest box. He asked curiously, "Honey, is this milk tea or coffee?"
"Two espressos," Lin Yourong said with a smile, handing the sandwich to Yu Huan's mouth.
My wife really knows how to make the arrangements.
He released the handbrake, turned his head, opened his blood-red mouth wide, and bit off a third of it, his cheeks bulging out.
This prompted Lin Yourong to pat him on the shoulder: "Look at you! You're like a child who hasn't grown up."
Yu Huan drove the car away from the curb.
His mouth was full, and he mumbled indistinctly, "A man is a boy until he dies!"
Lin Yourong barely understood what he was saying, and immediately rolled her eyes at him, a slight smile playing on her lips: "I was afraid you'd choke!"
Yu Huan slowly swallowed the sandwich in his mouth, then opened his mouth wide, eagerly asking, "One more bite, wife."
Seeing this, Lin Yourong put the remaining half of the sandwich in her hand to Yu Huan's mouth.
Their eyes met for a fleeting moment, and both were filled with tenderness.
This time, Yu Huan only took a small bite before quickly refocusing her gaze on the road ahead.
He savored the slightly smoky bacon flavor and casually said, "You want to eat pan-fried buns, right? You don't eat much, so you don't get too full from a sandwich. Pan-fried buns don't taste good when they're cold."
"Hmm~"
Yu Huan suddenly remembered something and asked curiously, "You were previously attacked with smear articles and online trolls. Sister Ru said it was done by a competitor. But I'm curious, since they've succeeded, why hasn't Cartier announced a new brand ambassador recently?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong said, both amused and exasperated, "Darling, you still care about these things?"
"Otherwise?" Yu Huan swallowed the food in his mouth, shrugged, and said seriously, "I can bear to suffer myself, but when my wife is maliciously attacked online, how can I not pay attention? I'm all about holding a grudge!"
Lin Yourong glanced at Yu Huan's serious expression and couldn't help but smile: "He has already apologized to me."
"Oh?" Yu Huan raised an eyebrow slightly.
"She called Sister Ru and said she wanted to apologize in person, and even prepared some gifts. She was sincere, but I refused." Lin Yourong put the remaining half of the sandwich into her mouth, chewing slowly, and said, "As for why she didn't get the endorsement deal, that's none of my business."
The hint of arrogance in her words made Yu Huan realize that his wife was no innocent, pure-hearted woman.
"Then who exactly is it?" Yu Huan asked, one hand on the steering wheel and the other scratching his head.
Lin Yourong bent down and picked up the bag containing pan-fried buns from the footrest, took out the takeout box from it, and said with a smile, "Zhou Yu."
"Oh." Yu Huan nodded thoughtfully.
This post-90s actress in the film and television industry currently enjoys a pretty good reputation and public image, and is cultivating a pure and innocent girl-next-door persona.
However, years later, from being a "Zhang Yimou girl" to a "bad girl," she played with her boyfriend while not drawing the curtains, and her image collapsed and became irreparable.
Uncle Zhiwei wasn't holding onto her hand; he was grabbing at the ugliness that the entertainment industry couldn't hide.
"Anyway, this matter is over now. If I pursue it further, it would make me seem like I'm being unreasonable." Lin Yourong picked up a pan-fried bun with the tip of her chopsticks and took a small bite.
These aren't the small pan-fried buns I had in Guangzhou last time.
She sucked on the warm soup again, then fed the remaining half to Yu Huan.
(End of this chapter)