"But won't you feel worse if I keep pressing down on you?" Lin Nuan wrapped her arms tightly around Fu Huai 'an's neck, not daring to move.
Suddenly, Lin Nuan felt something pressing against her …
Lin Nuan was no longer a naive girl. She blushed and pushed herself back to the front passenger seat.
"Ouch …"
Fu Huai 'an gasped at the numbness in his legs.
"Are your legs really numb?" Lin Nuan was in disbelief. She glanced at where Fu Huai 'an was saluting, her ears burning up.
Fu Huai 'an had one hand on the steering wheel and nodded. He tried his best to control his voice, which sounded even more seductive. "The places that shouldn't be numb are numb as well …"
Lin Nuan's gaze unconsciously glanced at the places that shouldn't be numb, and she felt her breath getting hot.
In front of the windshield were leaves that had fallen from the rain. Lin Nuan stared at the leaves and didn't look at Fu Huai 'an. She couldn't suppress the smile on her face. "If it's numb, let's rest for a while before we leave …"
Tuan Tuan had probably been taken back to Tianfu Bay for lunch.
At noon, Lin Nuan felt a little hungry. She turned to look at Fu Huai 'an, who could control his business but not his numb legs. She asked, "Are you hungry? There's a fast food restaurant nearby. Do you want me to buy you something to fill your stomach?"
"Let's go back and eat. Auntie Li is heating the rice in the pot …"
Lin Nuan secretly thought that Fu Huai 'an was picky and couldn't get used to fast food.
After a long while, Fu Huai 'an turned on the windshield wiper, and the street view in front of the windshield became clear.
The rain was getting lighter and lighter. He looked at the rearview mirror, turned the steering wheel, and drove back to the main road.
Inside the car, the Haicheng radio station's warm and clear voice could be heard. It sounded similar to Lin Nuan's voice, and it sounded like Lin Nuan's hosting style.
Fu Huai 'an changed the channel. Listening to the music, he asked, "What do you like to do when you're unhappy?"
"Watch Crayon Shinchan …" Lin Nuan couldn't help but ask Fu Huai 'an, "Do you think I'm childish?"
Fu Huai 'an looked ahead and fell silent for a moment, then asked Lin Nuan in a consulting tone, "What is Crayon Shinchan?"
Lin Nuan tried to determine if Fu Huai 'an was telling the truth and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Using the word "old cadre" to describe Fu Huai 'an couldn't be more appropriate.
Lin Nuan didn't say the words "veteran" out loud, afraid that Fu Huai 'an would ask what a veteran was again …
Lin Nuan's heart was overflowing with sweetness. She thought … this was probably the generation gap between her and Fu Huai 'an.
"Do you want to accompany me to look at something I like tonight?" Lin Nuan asked Fu Huai 'an.
Almost without thinking, Fu Huai 'an agreed.
After coaxing Tuan Tuan to sleep, Fu Huai 'an and Lin Nuan sat against the headboard of the bed, his long arm around Lin Nuan's shoulder. Lin Nuan's favorite "Crayon Shin-chan" was playing on the TV screen in the bedroom. Fu Huai' an raised a hand to press on his forehead …
He had thought that the "Crayon Shin-chan" that Lin Nuan liked would be some kind of inspirational movie or a long drama series. He hadn't expected it to be an animated film!
Fu Huai 'an really couldn't like a five-year-old kid who only knew how to act like a hooligan. If Tuan Tuan were like that, he reckoned he'd give Tuan Tuan's butt a good spanking!
However, Lin Nuan seemed to be enjoying the show. She shared a thin blanket with Fu Huai 'an and sat next to him, giggling from time to time.
Fu Huai 'an was tormented by Crayon Shin-chan's demonic voice. Lin Nuan's laughter was clean, so he endured it and continued watching with Lin Nuan.
The phone at the bedside vibrated. Fu Huai 'an moved his arm away from Lin Nuan's shoulder and picked up his phone. "I'll go pick up a call."
The old lady was in the hospital now, and Fu Huai 'an was afraid that something might have happened. He couldn't miss out on a call from a stranger.
"En! You go ahead … "
Lin Nuan believed that Fu Huai 'an's patience had reached its limit for a man like him to accompany her to watch "Crayon Shin-chan" for half a day.
Fu Huai 'an opened the floor-to-ceiling window door and closed it with a backhand. Through the transparent floor-to-ceiling window, he glanced at Lin Nuan, who was watching the TV screen with great interest. In the bedroom with the lights off, Lin Nuan's pretty and clean facial features flickered under the light, a beautiful smile on her lips.
Fu Huai 'an subconsciously smiled and answered the call. "Hello …"
…
Fu Huai 'an hung up the call and entered the room. Seeing that Lin Nuan was still watching "Crayon Shin-chan," he put down his phone and said to Lin Nuan, "I'll go wash my face …"
Lin Nuan watched Fu Huai 'an's back view as he entered the bathroom. Her gaze swept over Shin-chan, who was doing the elephant dance on the TV screen, and she felt that it was rare for Fu Huai' an to watch it with her for such a long time.
"Huai 'an, what show do you want to watch? I'll watch it with you?"
In the bathroom, Fu Huai 'an, who had just bent over to scoop up a handful of water, heard Lin Nuan's voice and said, "Let's watch channel 38 …"
At this time, Haicheng TV was broadcasting a repeat of Lin Nuan's "A Sunday Date."
Separated by a door, there was the sound of running water, so Lin Nuan didn't hear it clearly. She asked, "Is it channel 88?"
No one answered. Lin Nuan switched from the internet to the TV channel and switched to channel 88. She turned on the lights in the room and was about to get out of bed to pour herself a glass of water …
The moment the blanket was lifted and the scene on the TV entered her eyes, Lin Nuan's hands paused.
On the huge screen, two fair bodies were entangled together. The sound of a woman begging for mercy could be heard from the stereo equipment.
Lin Nuan's face instantly turned red …
The TV in Fu Huai 'an's bedroom actually had an adult channel! Fu Huai 'an wanted her to watch an adult video with him?
She heard that the sound of water in the bathroom had stopped. She couldn't be more flustered, and her whole body heated up.
Fu Huai 'an used a towel to wipe his face. When he opened the bathroom door and came out, the female voice that made Lin Nuan blush entered his ears. His gaze swept over the TV screen and landed on the bed …
Lin Nuan was curled up under the blanket with her legs curled up. Her two hands were gripping the edge of the blanket tightly, covering most of her blushing face. Only a pair of lustful eyes could be seen.
"Are you … planning to turn on the video so that I can learn from you while sparring with you?" Fu Huai 'an walked towards the bed.
"How can there be such a shameless person like you? You were the one who asked me to switch to channel 88! Why are you denying it the moment we're out of the bathroom? "
Lin Nuan was annoyed. She raised her head and said that, then shrunk back like a quail. The female voice that was still begging for mercy and saying something about how bloated and comfortable made Lin Nuan restless.
The TV in the bedroom wasn't usually turned on, so how did Lin Nuan know that there was an adult channel on channel 88 in the bedroom?
Moreover, if Lin Nuan had known that there was an adult channel on the TV in the bedroom, why would she have asked Bai Xiaonian to send her videos in the first place?
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