usatvline Chapter 379 You don't smoke, do you?
Chapter 379 You don't smoke, do you?
Chapter 379 You don't smoke, do you?
Yu Huan's words were carried by the whistling wind and passed by Yu Songnian's ears.
The younger brother, who was bluntly rejected, lost his smile and revealed a look of disappointment.
Of course, in the past, he would have grabbed Yu Huan and wouldn't let her leave, but after thinking about it again, he didn't insist.
"Alright, your sister-in-law is rarely home, you should spend some time with her."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan casually replied, "You're a sensible kid."
He has indeed been very busy lately.
Not only are two song demos still incomplete, but the cryptocurrency market has also become increasingly volatile recently, requiring him to devote more effort to closely monitoring it.
Yu Huan gently twisted the accelerator, squinted slightly, and gazed leisurely at the road ahead through the windshield, his thoughts drifting into the distance.
The electric scooter crossed an intersection and slowly came to a stop at the dimly lit alleyway.
Yu Huan gripped the brakes tightly, turned to look at Yu Songnian behind him, and knew that his little brother would definitely go back to the internet cafe to play games.
He said with concern, "Songnian, don't stay out too late tonight. I'm leaving now, you should go home and rest early too."
At this moment, Yu Huan took off his mask, and as he spoke, puffs of white mist escaped from his lips, lightly landing on the helmet visor and instantly blurring his vision.
But as the last syllable faded, his lips closed, and the white fog on his glasses began to dissipate, leaving only a faint trace of moisture.
As Yu Songnian stepped out of the car, two beams of high beams shone directly into his eyes from afar.
He quickly lowered his head slightly to avoid the glaring light, and gently patted Yu Huan's shoulder: "Okay, Huan-ge, be careful on the road. Let's hang out together again next time."
"No problem," Yu Huan replied with a bright smile.
He pushed off the ground with both feet, neatly reversed the car, glanced at Yu Songnian's retreating figure as he strode towards the internet cafe, and then twisted the accelerator.
At this time, the evening rush hour has passed, and there are few vehicles on the road.
Yu Huan rode his electric scooter smoothly all the way and arrived at his building in just twenty minutes.
After parking his electric scooter in the garage, he was too lazy to take off his helmet and put on a mask. He just walked upstairs with the helmet on.
The moment the key was turned, a soft "click" sounded as the lock opened, and a warm feeling of returning home instantly welled up in my heart.
After entering the room, Yu Huan gently closed the door behind him and looked around the brightly lit living room, but he did not see his wife.
So he walked to the shoe cabinet, bent down, took off his helmet with one hand, and skillfully untied his shoelaces with the other, taking off his shoes.
After changing into her slippers, Yu Huan casually placed her helmet on the shoe cabinet, stretched her stiff body slightly, and walked towards the closed karaoke room without thinking.
As they drew closer to the karaoke room, the melodious and powerful Kunqu opera singing became increasingly distinct, lingering in the air and subtly penetrating Yu Huan's ears—
"Deep affection regrets being taken too seriously; looking back, it's all an illusion."
Listening to his wife's operatic singing voice, Yu Huan couldn't help but smile.
He raised his hand, placed it on the doorknob, and slowly pushed the door open.
The moment the door opened, Yu Huan's gaze immediately fell upon Lin Yourong's graceful profile.
She was sitting upright at the long table, looking at her laptop, her long, flowing hair cascading down her shoulders like black silk.
On the table in front of him sat a silver microphone, and his slightly pursed lips revealed a focused expression.
Just then, a soft female voice came from the laptop speaker: "Susu, you sang so well! Kunqu Opera is also known as 'water-polished tune,' which emphasizes singing according to the words. Your delicate and melodious feeling is just right..."
Seemingly having heard the slight sound of the door being opened, Lin Yourong turned her head slightly.
In that instant, her eyes met Yu Huan's, and a captivating smile flickered in her slightly upturned lips and eyes as clear as autumn water. Yu Huan stood quietly at the door, smiling and waving at her.
Since his wife was taking online classes, he greeted her and then gently closed the door so as not to disturb her.
Yu Huan had been sitting on the sofa in a daze for a few minutes when she reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone.
Just then, his gaze suddenly caught sight of Lin Yourong walking out of the karaoke room.
Yu Huan quickly raised her hand and waved at her. Remembering that her computer might still have a microphone on, she lowered her voice and called out excitedly, "Hi~ beautiful~"
Seeing his expression, Lin Yourong rolled her eyes slightly: "Darling, how did the talks go?"
“Perfect!” Yu Huan answered without hesitation.
"Oh."
She walked lightly to Yu Huan, and as soon as she stopped, she frowned and a hint of reproach appeared on her face.
"Weren't you supposed to be at a teahouse to talk about the demolition? Why do you smell so strongly of smoke? It's like you've just been exposed to a cloud of smoke!" Lin Yourong leaned closer, sniffed carefully, and then suddenly raised her hand to lightly pat Yu Huan's head. "You don't smoke, do you?"
Yu Huan shook her head without hesitation and said with a smile, "I didn't smoke. Before going to the teahouse, I sat with Song Nian in an internet cafe for a while. There were a lot of people smoking there and the air wasn't circulating well, so I smelled a bit of smoke on me."
Lin Yourong rolled her eyes at him, then turned to the side and gently nudged his shoulder toward the bedroom: "Go find some clothes and take a shower, this smell is awful."
Yu Huan stood up and replied softly, "Okay, okay, I'll go right away." He then reached out and gently grabbed Lin Yourong's buttocks.
Faced with his sudden action, Lin Yourong immediately gave him a coquettish glare and lightly slapped his mischievous hand: "What are you doing? You're so unserious."
Yu Huan chuckled mischievously, "Who can blame him when his wife is so charming?"
Say it.
He walked towards the bedroom with light steps, his mood seemingly brightened by this small interaction.
The hands of the wall clock slowly turned and soon pointed to eleven o'clock.
The couple were busy in their respective rooms.
Lin Yourong finished what she was doing and turned off the lights in the karaoke room before moving to the balcony of her bedroom.
Outside the window, the night was as dark as thick ink, deep and still.
Lin Yourong's gaze was drawn to Yu Huan, who was sitting upright at the computer desk.
From her perspective, Yu Huan's back was tall and focused. After taking a shower, he was wearing a thick cotton pajama set, with wired headphones in his ears, and he was completely absorbed in his work.
So much so that he didn't even notice Lin Yourong walking slowly behind him.
Lin Yourong glanced at the music production software interface on the computer screen, gently raised her hand, and patted Yu Huan's shoulder.
Yu Huan immediately turned around, and the moment he saw Lin Yourong, a warm smile spread across his face. He then took off his headphones and asked, "Wife, are you done with your work?"
"Hmm." Lin Yourong smiled at him, looked down at the complex parameters of the music production software, and teased, "Darling, you're very focused."
“Of course.” Yu Huan raised her chin slightly.
"It's 11 o'clock. Tomorrow is Friday, and you'll be busy too, having to get up early for work. Remember to balance work and rest; it's time to go to bed!"
"Okay, I'll do as you say." Yu Huan replied, then turned around, picked up the mouse, closed the software, and prepared to shut down the laptop as instructed.
Lin Yourong placed her hands on his shoulders and gently squeezed them: "The third episode of 'I Am a Singer' will air tomorrow night. I'm planning to invite my parents over to watch it together."
(End of this chapter)