CIATB Chapter 312 I was originally just feeding pigs
Chapter 312 I was originally just feeding pigs
Chapter 312 I was originally just feeding pigs
Lin Yourong casually placed the stainless steel insulated bucket on the table.
She first sat down as instructed, and then said in a slightly gentler tone, "They went to get their nails done first, and will come to pick me up in a little while."
"Oh."
Yu Huan nodded slightly, then asked again:
"What exactly happened when you were in the elevator?"
Lin Yourong, remembering that he had already locked the door, immediately took off her sunglasses and mask and placed them on the side of the mouse pad.
She pursed her lips slightly, taking off her gloves as she gave him a sharp look with her clear, bright eyes, and said, "You're quite charming! All my female colleagues like you!"
Hearing these words and seeing her expression, Yu Huan inexplicably sensed a strong smell of jealousy.
I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Seeing that her eyes suddenly turned cold as if she was about to get angry, I quickly placed the thermos cup in my hand next to the insulated lunch box, quickly went behind her, and gently massaged her shoulders with both hands.
While fawning over her, she smiled obsequiously and said repeatedly:
"Honey, it's just my colleagues joking around. You're the only one in my heart. And don't believe their nonsense! My relationship isn't so easily undermined. Not even a jackhammer could break it down! I keep a very proper distance from all my female colleagues! Putting everything else aside, your dad's here to keep things under control. Are you really afraid of someone stealing your partner?"
Lin Yourong felt the gentle kneading on her shoulders and listened to his urgent explanation. Finally, a smile appeared on her face.
She gently placed the gloves on the edge of the table, but said in a serious tone, "And men even give you flowers!"
Yu Huan examined the white bow hair clip on her high ponytail, which exuded an artistic vibe, and hurriedly said, "Honey, don't worry, my sexual orientation is absolutely normal!"
Lin Yourong gave a soft "humph" through her nose.
When he was with her, he would often puff up a little mound when he was being clumsy.
She noticed it, but she didn't say anything!
Even if he says now that his orientation is abnormal—
She doesn't believe it!
"Isn't your dad at the Lianhe Zaobao building?"
Hearing the gentle question from behind, Lin Yourong replied coldly, "No."
Yu Huan leaned forward slightly and glanced at her bangs: "Honey, you got a haircut?"
"No." Lin Yourong continued to utter these two words without hesitation.
"Clam?"
Lin Yourong explained irritably, "I was wearing a hairpiece."
"Oh." Yu Huan nodded knowingly and said, "You have an oval face, so you're actually quite suited to bangs."
"is it?"
Lin Yourong tilted her head and patted Yu Huan's hand with her other hand:
"Stop trying to curry favor, just eat first."
"okay."
Hungry, Yu Huan did as instructed, picked up the stainless steel insulated bucket on the table, and moved to sit down opposite the table.
As he opened the bucket lid, he watched as Lin Yourong removed her mask, revealing her beautiful face with light makeup.
He couldn't help but exclaim from the bottom of his heart, "Wife, you look so beautiful!"
Lin Yourong gave him a playful glare and said, "There's only one spoon inside, just make do with it."
Yu Huan looked down at the steamed prawns on the top layer, along with a ceramic spoon, and nodded: "Okay!"
As he peeled the shrimp, he gazed intently at her pretty face, a smile on his lips, and suggested, "Honey, could you take off your ponytail and let me see?"
"Ok?"
Although Lin Yourong had doubts, she still reached behind her head, removed the hair clip, and gently pulled off the rubber band.
Her hair cascaded down like a waterfall, smooth and shiny.
With a gentle shake, it shimmers with a dark, glossy sheen.
Yu Huan's gaze never left him for a moment.
A few strands of hair fell naturally beside her fair cheeks.
Those goddesses with long, straight black hair in short videos probably need to use a level 10 beauty filter to narrow the gap with real-life wives.
He popped a plump shrimp into his mouth, chewing as he said, "I think bangs paired with long, straight black hair are just too goddess-like! Honestly, it feels like your fantasy has come true!"
Lin Yourong caught the word 'fantasy' in his voice, and then recalled the conversations he had had with his female colleagues...
Yu Huan looked down at her straight nose and the slightly upturned cherry-red lips.
His ambiguous smile made him pause in surprise.
to be frank.
Even though I've seen this face thousands of times, I still feel a little flutter in my heart at this moment...
Yu Huan chewed on the sweet and chewy shrimp meat in his mouth and exclaimed half-jokingly, "Ah ha, the noble and aloof goddess across from me, with her long, straight black hair and bangs, is actually my wife!"
Lin Yourong was smoothing the hair around her cheek.
Hearing this, the smile on his lips deepened, and he couldn't help but say, "Stop being so cheeky, hurry up and eat! There's still black pepper beef ribs coming up."
"is it?"
Yu Huan slightly bent down.
He grabbed a tissue from next to the computer monitor to wipe his hands, then used his foot to hook the trash can next to his desk to his side.
He then uncovered the three layers of insulated containers and arranged them in front of him.
The top layer is steamed king prawns, the middle layer is black pepper beef ribs, and the bottom layer is rice topped with celery stir-fried tripe and stir-fried porcini mushrooms.
The four dishes were quite substantial, and the portions were generous, prompting Yu Huan to exclaim, "Wife, are you feeding pigs?"
Lin Yourong chuckled and followed up, saying, "I was just feeding pigs anyway."
Yu Huan chuckled in response.
He held a shrimp in one hand and scooped up a piece of short rib with a spoon in the other.
He then started stuffing the food into his mouth with both hands.
Because he was too busy talking, he mumbled, "Since it's a lovingly prepared bento box from my wife, I have to eat it all."
"Eat less rice and more vegetables. Don't overeat and make yourself stuffed."
Lin Yourong gave him a light glare, but then continued the conversation by asking:
"Isn't it common to see bangs on the street? It's actually quite a popular hairstyle now."
Yu Huan bent down and spat the beef bone into the trash can. After swallowing the beef, she said with a smile, "The key is long, straight black hair! And think about it, covering your forehead will draw people's attention to your facial features, so you need to have big, bright eyes and an oval face to be a goddess!"
Is this a disguised compliment to her?
Lin Yourong's lips curled up, harder to control than an AK.
Yu Huan changed the subject and continued, "However, with your features, you actually look good with any hairstyle."
What if I shave my head?
Hearing Lin Yourong's rather rebellious question, Yu Huan didn't even think before praising her profusely, saying, "She is the most beautiful nun."
Lin Yourong finally couldn't help but chuckle.
Yu Huan glanced up and saw that a crisis seemed to have been averted. He narrowed his eyes slightly, chewed, and gave her a harmless smile.
Lin Yourong pursed her lips, gazing tenderly at his face.
Noticing his somewhat dry and pale lips, she couldn't help but frown slightly and say with concern, "You must drink more water if you stay in an air-conditioned room for too long."
Yu Huan nodded slightly, peeling shrimp with both hands, and replied, "I don't usually turn on the air conditioning in the office, but it's really cold today."
"Ah."
Lin Yourong looked around at the furnishings and her eyes fell on a brocade banner on the wall.
The inscription reads "A visionary leader, a pillar of strength."
He couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at the giver.
She smiled and said, "Isn't Wang Zhi a bit too good at flattering people?"
Yu Huan followed Lin Yourong's gaze to the banner on the wall, shrugged, and slowly said, "You guys came up in the elevator, and the guy in that group is Wang Zhi. And I didn't just shamelessly hang it up myself! Before I even realized it, he had already nailed it to the wall."
Lin Yourong glanced back at the small ornaments on the table and the cactus on the side of the monitor, and gave a soft "humph" through her nose.
However, she did not complain that Wang Zhi had asked those women to steal her boyfriend.
She then picked up the thermos on the table and slowly unscrewed it.
Just as Yu Huan was about to stuff the shrimp tail meat into the blood-red maw, he paused upon seeing this and quickly reminded her, "I just got some boiled water. If you're thirsty and want some, pour it into a cup first so it cools down faster."
Lin Yourong said softly, "I wanted to give it to you to drink. Look at you, your lips are all chapped."
"Really? My wife still cares about me the most!"
Lin Yourong took the black mug from the side of the mouse pad and slowly poured the hot water from the thermos into it.
Steam rose in wisps, dispersing like wisps of smoke in the air. As the hot water gradually filled the mug, the black mug began to fade, and an incredibly detailed image slowly emerged.
Lin Yourong screwed the lid on the thermos with some surprise, and saw the figure of a woman in a dark blue satin dress vividly imprinted on the cup.
With her wavy hair, the way she held the microphone, and her facial features, it was definitely her.
The surprise in my heart quickly dissipated.
Lin Yourong smiled sweetly and looked up at Yu Huan, who was enjoying her meal: "Where did this cup come from?"
Yu Huan chewed on the delicious porcini mushrooms with a smile on her lips, scooped up some celery and pork belly stir-fry with a spoon, and explained unhurriedly, "I have a female colleague who is a big fan of yours, you know that? This cup was a gift from her when I moved offices."
"Oh."
Lin Yourong's smile vanished instantly, and she pouted, saying:
"I thought you had it specially ordered."
Yu Huan looked up at her and chuckled.
He then lowered his head and devoured the sumptuous dishes one by one, as if the wind were whistling through the air.
He would sometimes take a good look at his wife, who seemed to be enjoying the novelty of her life, and sometimes he would hastily shovel a mouthful of rice into his mouth.
The dishes were all gone, but more than half of the rice was still left.
After eating his fill, he put down his spoon and let out a long sigh: "This meal was so satisfying!"
Lin Yourong turned her head to gaze at the lush green plants on the windowsill. She was just taking a sip of warm water from her mug when she heard the sound and couldn't help but turn back slowly.
She handed him the cup and said softly, "Here, have some water."
"Thank you, wife." After wiping his mouth, Yu Huan neatly threw the tissue into the trash can, first teasingly touching her small hand before firmly holding the cup handle.
"What a jerk!" Lin Yourong rolled her eyes at him with a smile on her lips.
Yu Huan took the cup and began to drink it in large gulps.
Tons tons tons——
Because he drank too quickly, some warm water spilled from the corners of his mouth, flowed down his cheeks, slid down his neck, and trickled into his clothes.
He quickly lowered his head and subconsciously raised his wrist to wipe it with his sleeve.
"Don't--"
Lin Yourong hurriedly raised her hand, trying to stop him, but it was already too late.
Upon seeing this, Yu Huan's heart skipped a beat, and she instantly realized that something was wrong.
He lifted his sleeve to look at a small stain on it and gave a slightly embarrassed smile.
With a mouthful of water still slurring, she mumbled, "Did you wipe off the concealer?"
Lin Yourong looked at him, especially at the small purplish-red patch on his neck, and nodded, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Yu Huan put down her mug, took out her phone from her pocket, and opened the front camera to take a look.
I suddenly sensed something was wrong.
"Well……"
Lin Yourong hesitated for a moment, then reached for the scarf around her neck, untying it as she spoke:
"Let me give you this scarf."
Yu Huan glanced at the gray-blue cashmere scarf and asked without hesitation, "Honey, are you going out this afternoon? Won't you be cold?"
“We’re not going out. I’ll take them straight home later.” Lin Yourong took off her scarf and said, “The ‘Time Thief’ album doesn’t have a single cover yet. I asked Mengmeng to help me take a cover photo today.”
Yu Huan paused abruptly as she cleaned up the mess, looking at her long, swan-like neck.
The skin was completely white, so it must have been covered with concealer.
He thought for a moment, then asked, "Shall we film at home?"
"Mmm." Lin Yourong gently nodded her chin.
Holding a scarf in her right hand, she stood up and walked gracefully behind Yu Huan.
See this.
Yu Huan quickly closed the lid of the insulated lunchbox and sat up straight as if on cue.
Lin Yourong leaned down slightly, wrapped the scarf around his neck, and skillfully tied a four-in-one knot behind his back.
Then, turn it to his chest.
Upon smelling the subtle fragrance, Yu Huan lowered her head and brought the tip of her nose close to the scarf, taking a deep sniff. She couldn't help but joke, "Won't I be so captivated by the scent of this scarf this afternoon that I won't be able to concentrate on work?"
Lin Yourong was taken aback by these words and couldn't help but chuckle. She patted his shoulder lightly and said, "Then wear it when you leave the office."
Yu Huan grabbed her soft little hand on his shoulder: "That won't do. I have to smell my wife's fragrance all the time. Even if I'm dizzy from being infatuated with my wife, I'll still enjoy it."
Before he finished speaking, he pulled her into his arms.
Lin Yourong was so captivated by his sweet words that she suddenly found herself sitting on his lap.
She immediately turned to the side and pinched his waist through his layers of clothing.
Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she said coquettishly, "Could you please keep your voice down? Besides, this isn't home."
talking.
She tried to struggle to get up from his arms.
"The soundproofing in my office is pretty good. As long as you don't have your ear pressed against the door, no one can hear you." Yu Huan chuckled and wrapped his arms around her slender waist. "Besides, I locked the door!"
Lin Yourong struggled slightly but couldn't, so she glared at him.
That jerk, he can cause trouble wherever he goes.
Aside from pulling her into his arms, Yu Huan made no other moves. Looking at the long-haired, black-haired goddess in his arms, he asked with a smile, "Wife, how many songs would be good for you on an album right now?"
Lin Yourong placed her left hand on his knee, intending to forcefully break free of his restraints, but was stunned upon hearing this.
After a moment's thought, he said, "I'm having a hard time answering your question, because music albums can be divided into several types."
Which types?
"The most common type is a regular album, which usually contains more than eight songs, like my first album 'It's You'. And the title track usually has a music video."
"Oh." Yu Huan nodded knowingly.
Lin Yourong pursed her lips and continued, "Then there are mini-albums, also called EPs, which contain only three to five songs. Then there are single albums. In foreign countries, newcomers usually release singles first, which contain one to three songs. Only after gaining recognition from the market and record companies do they have the opportunity to release a full-length album. However, singles are not very popular in our country. There is also a less common type, the reissue album, which is a re-release of a classic album that has already been released, with some new content added, like a remix..."
Talking and talking.
I feel the tip of his nose getting closer and closer...
He breathed on her neck, his breath like a gentle feather caressing her, making the ticklish sensation even stronger.
She couldn't help but shrink back, then raised her hand and gave him a sharp rap on the head.
Her eyes held both anger and a hint of barely perceptible shyness: "What are you doing!"
Yu Huan pretended to wince in pain and cried out "Ouch!" Then she looked at her with a grin and said, "Baby, you smell so good."
Although Lin Yourong rolled her eyes so hard they almost reached the sky, she couldn't help but smile: "Stop messing around and listen to me properly!"
"Ok."
Yu Huan leaned back in his chair, head held high and chest out.
Lin Yourong found his feigned seriousness inexplicably comical.
She chuckled and then went on to analyze, "Releasing a full-length album takes a long time and consumes too much energy. For me right now, an EP album is actually the most suitable."
"I understand."
“Li Xiaodong previously suggested that I release an EP album, including your songs ‘Time Thief’ and ‘The Wind Rises’, and then find another song with the same theme of youth and time.”
Yu Huan nodded slightly: "That's indeed a good suggestion, why didn't you take it?"
Lin Yourong said matter-of-factly, "But an EP album has three songs, and I don't want to put the two songs you wrote together with other people's songs."
Hear this.
If Yu Huan were drinking water, he would definitely spit it out.
I couldn't help but think that the warrior of pure love truly lived up to his name.
He suppressed a laugh and said, "Why didn't you say so earlier! If you had, I would have definitely managed to come up with a song for you."
Lin Yourong pouted: "I'm just worried because you're in charge of a newly established department and you're usually very busy!"
"Uh..." Yu Huan pulled her closer to him.
"Then tell me, why are you suddenly asking me this?"
Yu Huan coughed slightly: "These past few days, while I was slacking off at work, I had a lot in mind and wrote three songs with similar elements in one go. From what you've said, they all have many similarities, so we can tentatively consider them to be on the same theme. I'll refine them a bit more and show you the sheet music in a few days."
(End of this chapter)