Chapter 370: Never Handed Over To Others
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
When Lin Gantang heard him addressing her this way, she blushed and took half a step away. Then, she went into the kitchen to get two sets of bowls and chopsticks.
Wen Yanqing brought the breakfast he had prepared to the dining table and scooped a bowl of millet porridge for her.
The millet porridge was very thick and carried a hint of sweetness. It was her favorite flavor.
Lin Gantang smiled endearingly and fed Wen Yanqing a mouthful.
The two of them gazed at each other with indescribable sweetness.
Lin Gantang realized that after breaking the last barrier in their relationship last night, the two of them seemed to be even more intimate. There seemed to be a sweet smell surrounding them in the small space.
The thunder had been loud the previous night, but Lin Gantang felt that there was no need to mention whether he was really afraid or pretending. If it was just for the sake of hugging each other like yesterday, then so what if it was a little white lie?
Lin Gantang couldn’t hide the smile on her face.
Wen Yanqing couldn’t help but smile along with her.
If she was happy, he would be happy.
“You eat first. I’ll clean up the room.” Wen Yanqing got up and kissed her on the cheek. “I’ll get Aunt Zhong to cook on weekdays. Don’t cook. I’ll cook for you on weekends.”
Lin Gantang raised her glass of milk to his lips. Wen Yanqing took a sip, and the smile on his face seemed to carry a spring breeze.
The room was still filled with the scent of last night’s sex. The light-colored sheets were tousled and wrinkled. Wen Yanqing picked it up and saw a smear of red under the sheets.
Just last night, Wen Yanqing finally knew why Lin Gantang was so inexperienced on some issues. His previous vague guess was also confirmed – it turned out that she had never given herself to anyone else.
He was her first man.
How could he not be happy that his woman belonged only to him?
A gentle light flashed in his eyes as he removed the bedding to wash it.
After finishing her breakfast, Lin Gantang returned to the closet in her room and changed into a floral apricot dress. The dress reached her ankles, revealing her slender waist.
A few rays of warm sunlight seeped through the window and fell on the hem of her skirt. The hem was softly blown up, and even the wind was gentle.
Wen Yanqing looked at her when he came back. He leaned against the door frame and gazed affectionately at her. He actually felt that he couldn’t get enough of her.
Lin Gantang lowered her long hair in front of the mirror and covered the traces that her clothes couldn’t cover. After thinking about it, she still felt that it wouldn’t do. Wouldn’t it be seen if the wind blew? So she went to look for concealer.
When she turned around and returned to the dressing table, she saw Wen Yanqing. “You’re done?”
“Yes.” Wen Yanqing came in to change his clothes. He took off his home clothes and changed into a white shirt.
“My legs are a little sore. It’s all your fault,” Lin Gantang plained. “Why did we go bungee jumping yesterday?”
“Is that the reason?” Wen Yanqing chuckled.
Lin Gantang was embarrassed and threw the toy hamster at him.
Wen Yanqing caught it, pinched it, and placed it on the bed.
“I don’t even want to go out. But I’m worried about Sweet Wine.” Lin Gantang wanted to lie on the bed.
“I’ll get someone to help you take it to the pet hospital.”
“I think it’s still better that I go. I’ll go home after having a look. You don’t have to look for me at the bookstore in the afternoon.”
Lin Gantang saw him looking at her while holding his tie and immediately understood what he meant.
She went over to help him button up the top button of his white shirt. Wen Yanqing was looking at her delicately and attentively – she was like a wife, helping her husband tie his tie.
Lin Gantang was being serious when she realized that there were two faint red marks on his neck. They were mostly hidden under his collar but a little was exposed.
She didn’t scratch him last night, did she?
Did she?
Lin Gantang felt inexplicably guilty and didn’t look at it. She looked at her fingernails and felt that it was time to trim them..
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