Chapter 730: Chapter 730:1 Lock Myself
рlease reading οn ΒʘXΝOVEL.ϹΟMLin Gantang leisurely got dressed while Wen Yanqing listened to the sounds, his fingers twitching, “Are you changing your clothes?”
“I forgot to bring my pajamas when I took a shower just now.” Lin Gantang brushed the hair at her neck.
What difference does it make, he can’t see anyway. I can undress and change however I want, without any nervousness.
Lin Gantang, after getting dressed, sat next to him, “What’s the matter?”
Wen Yanqing noticed that when Lin Gantang was in a relaxed mood, her speech tended to end on a higher note, with a sweet cadence as if she was acting coquettishly, quietly tugging at the other person’s heart, yet she herself was oblivious.
Wen Yanqing’s nose picked up the faint scent of moisture from her shower on her skin, and his hand, which had accidentally touched her leg, couldn’t help but rest upon it, feeling the cool temperature of her skin underneath his palm.
Lin Gantang turned her head to look at his caressing motion, thinking he wanted something, but seeing the gentle expression on his face, it didn’t quite seem like it.
So you called me over just to touch me?
Just as Lin Gantang was feeling puzzled, Wen Yanqing’s hand moved lower, eventually grabbing her ankle.
He took out an anklet and fumbled to help her put it on.
“Wasn’t it broken?” She remembered cutting it off.
“I had it repaired.” The cool anklet touched her skin, and Wen Yanqing calmly said, “If you cut it off again, I’ll replace it with an iron chain.”
Lin Gantang supported herself with her hands on the bed, playfully curling her foot, “We should have a pair of pliers at home…”
Wen Yanqing’s hand tightened instantly around her ankle.
He hadn’t said anything, nor had he changed his facial expression, but Lin Gantang read the warning in his silence and quickly corrected herself, “No, no, no, I won’t cut it. Let me do it, I’ll lock it myself.”
She took the anklet and fumbled with it for a while before figuring out how to fasten it, and then she put the anklet back on.
She moved her foot, and the bells on the anklet jingled softly.
Wen Yanqing touched the small bell.
Lin Gantang slid her toes under the hem of his shirt, playfully pulling at it, occasionally brushing his warm abdomen and boldly sliding her hand in further, “It’s just an anklet, why are you so attached to it? You don’t mind that I don’t wear the sapphire you gave me every day.”
Secretly helping her put the ring back on was understandable, after all, it was a token with deep symbolic meaning, but why the anklet?
“It’s not the same.” Wen Yanqing gently pushed her foot away, “I’m going to take a bath.”
Lin Gantang got off the bed and pulled him forward, “Then I’ll join you.”
“No need, I can manage on my own,” he said gently.
She pouted cutely, “We’re husband and wife, you don’t need to be afraid of troubling me.”
“You just took a bath, I don’t want your clothes to get wet again.”
Lin Gantang was perplexed; didn’t he used to want her to join him in the shower? Why is he refusing my help to bathe him today?
She eyed him suspiciously, “Baby, are you hiding something from me?”
Wen Yanqing replied helplessly, “There’s nothing I’m hiding, I’m just a little excited right now. Are you sure you want to come in?”
“?” Lin Gantang slowly looked down and saw something lifting its head.
This… when did this happen?
“Do you want it?” he asked.
Lin Gantang coughed lightly, “The bathroom floor is slippery; no thanks, let’s not.”
Wen Yanqing hadn’t planned to go to the bathroom anyway, so he remained silent.
After he went in, Lin Gantang sat back on the bed, still a bit confused. She seemed to have just playfully teased his abdomen for fun; did she do anything to excite him?
As she pondered without any conclusion, Yin Zhen called her.
Lin Gantang answered, “Zhenzhen-”
Yin Zhen on the other end of the phone expressed her disdain, “Why does my name sound so different when you say it?”
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