Chapter 902: 902 Always Thinking of You

Le Yu looked back and thought that it indeed wasn’t a good idea to be daydreaming here.

Not manly at all.

He planned to directly ask Che Qin after work.

“Are you still living with your girlfriend?” Lin Gantang asked.

“Yeah,” Le Yu tentatively spilled his lousy idea, “Sister Tang, do you think there’s a possibility you could get your husband to praise me to my dad, so I can go back to living the life of a rich second generation?”

Lin Gantang mercilessly rejected him, “I suggest you keep working hard, dear.”

She teased him, “Didn’t you say before that you’ve experienced the happiness of a poor man’s love? Don’t you want to be happier for a bit longer?”

Le Yu sighed, “Seeing her toil early and late for just a few thousand yuan in salary doesn’t feel right to me.”

Lin Gantang noticed that the old Le Yu hadn’t taken relationships this seriously, and now he was even worrying about gains and losses.

She laughed, “You like her that much, have you brought her to meet your parents yet?”

After she finished speaking, Lin Gantang felt she had asked in vain; they hadn’t been together for that long, and it probably wasn’t time to meet the parents yet.

But then Le Yu said, “I have met them, yet it’s as if I haven’t.”

Lin Gantang: ?

What kind of answer was that?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

After chatting with Le Yu, Lin Gantang started busying herself with her own things.

In the blink of an eye, another day passed, and the next day Lin Gantang went to the bookstore to have a look, spending the rest of the time at home helping with the kids, catching up on TV shows, and helping Mr. Lin prune the roses.

But as soon as she arrived in the small garden, Big Mi the orange kitty and a bunch of cats followed her around, twirling at their feet.

Inconvenient and in the way, Mr. Lin chased both the people and the cats away with an exasperated face.

That afternoon, Lin Gantang returned from the bookstore, tossed her bag onto the sofa, and announced, “Dad, I’m back.”

No response.

He was supposed to be at home, so Lin Gantang followed the sounds to the kitchen.

Hope he’s not preparing some dark cuisine.

Scary thought!

Wanting to stop it quickly, Lin Gantang hastened her pace.

However, upon reaching the kitchen and seeing a familiar figure, Lin Gantang froze in place, her eyes widening with surprise and delight.

“Tangtang, you’re back?” Wen Yanqing asked with a faint smile.

“Yanqing!” Lin Gantang rushed forward excitedly, “Weren’t you supposed to work until tomorrow?”

“I finished early and came back,” Wen Yanqing embraced her, lowered his head for a kiss, his eyes gentle with ripples of laughter, “Did you miss me?”

“Every single day,” Lin Gantang hugged his neck, leaning against him with a face full of sweet smiles.

She looked up to kiss him, channeling her yearning into the kiss, passionate and proactive.

Wen Yanqing drew her tightly into his strong embrace, and between breaths, he looked down at her, seeing her eyes shining like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

Wen Yanqing chuckled softly, “Close your eyes.”

Then, they kissed each other deeply.

No pretense, no shyness, because the heart that loves you is so eager.

Mr. Lin walked in from outside and saw the bag on the sofa, but couldn’t find Lin Gantang, so he called out for Tangtang.

Lin Gantang in the kitchen jumped, instinctively trying to push Wen Yanqing away.

However, Wen Yanqing didn’t let go but instead pulled her into the corner of the kitchen, right out of sight from the outside.

“Aren’t you embarrassed if my dad sees us being intimate?” Lin Gantang asked quietly, “Should I go out for a bit?”

Wen Yanqing responded helplessly, “But I need you to block for me.”

“Block what?”

Wen Yanqing pulled her close against him by her waist, and Lin Gantang felt his…

“Shall we go back to stay after dinner tonight?” Wen Yanqing whispered in her ear, “I miss you too.”

Lin Gantang nodded, and Wen Yanqing, restraining his desires for more, kissed her collarbone fiercely, then brushed her long hair to hide the fresh mark.