NovelEnglishAfter My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage
Chapter 387 - 387: No, I Don’t Want to See It
Chapter 387: No, I Don’t Want to See It
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Wen Yanqing leaned against the wall and smiled lovingly.
After combing its fur, Lin Gantang picked up the cat and joyfully lifted it up. She raised her head, her eyes as clear as the flowing light of the autumn sun, containing a fine luster that stirred people’s hearts.
Wen Yanqing followed his heart and approached her, hugging her from behind.
“Are you done showering?” Lin Gantang turned around and saw him wearing a bathrobe. His chest was slightly exposed, and there were a few drops of water on his skin.
Wen Yanqing knew her subtle preferences. Of course, he also realized that she liked his Adam’s apple and chest the most.
“Are you going to take a shower?” Wen Yanqing’s lips touched her earlobe.
It was a little ambiguous. Lin Gantang dodged and crawled away from his chest. She put the cat down and stood up. “Yes, I’m going now.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWith that, she slipped back into the room.
Wen Yanqing glanced in the direction of the bedroom and scratched Big Mi’s chin. “You’re not even a year old yet and your mother already wants to find you a wife. How blissful.”
Big Mi, who knew nothing, closed its eyes in enjoyment.
“I don’t even officially have a wife yet. You’re not in a hurry, right?” Wen Yanqing smiled gently at it. “Be good. Otherwise, if you have a wife, you’ll be powerless.”
Da Mi turned over and sat up, feeling a chill in its balls.
Lin Gantang came out of the shower and saw Wen Yanqing leaning against the bed with his upper body naked. He was covered with a blanket and holding…her phone?
Why do you like to look at mine when it has the same functions as yours?
Hearing the music coming from the phone, Lin Gantang leaned closer to take a look. She saw that he had scrolled through three videos pushed by the app. All three were of handsome men. They were singing, dancing, and cross-dressing. They were of different styles and had a strong taste.
Wen Yanqing looked at Lin Gantang.
Lin Gantang was speechless. No, let me explain.
“I didn’t watch, really. I like to watch small animals,” Lin Gantang said, blocking the screen.
“Oh,” Wen Yanqing replied and used a new phrase he had learned. “Little wolfdog or little puppy?”
“It’s probably haunted,” Lin Gantang lay down and stopped struggling.
Anyway, she would not admit that she had seen handsome guys in her videos.
“I know, Big Data is lying.” Wen Yanqing considerately found an excuse for her. Then, he put down the phone and turned around to ask her, “Do you want to cover yourself with the blanket?”
Lin Gantang went to pull the blanket. The more she pulled, the more exposed his skin was. Lin Gantang paused. “Are you wearing pants?”
“What do you think?” Wen Yanqing smiled.
Lin Gantang’s hand under the blanket quietly reached over for a feel.
“Just look at it. There’s no need to feel around.”
Wen Yanqing lifted the blanket. Lin Gantang held it down. “No, no, no. I don’t want to see it.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHow could her strength be compared to his? Wen Yanqing forcefully lifted the blanket, and Lin Gantang gasped and turned her head to look away.
It was only when the person beside her let out a hearty laugh that Lin Gantang opened her eyes and realized that the other party was wearing his pajama pants.
“What do you want to see?” Wen Yanqing laughed loudly.
“You tricked me!” Lin Gantang picked up the pillow and hit him.
Wen Yanqing laughed so hard that his chest heaved up and down happily. He reached out to block her and hugged her tightly, easily pressing her under his body.
He pecked at her face, and the atmosphere gradually changed.
Lin Gantang hid under the blanket to avoid him.
Otherwise, how could there be such a thing as wanting more of something after you’ve had a taste?
Wen Yanqing was thinking about his woman and wanted to possess every single bit of her.
Wen Yanqing was pestering her a lot, and Lin Gantang was always soft-hearted towards him. She lifted the blanket and whimpered. “Do you have a small umbrella?”
“What umbrella?” Wen Yanqing kissed her collarbone..
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