亚洲自偷自拍另类小说

After dinner, Jiang Tongtong had been watching Lin Zhaonan in the living room, waiting for an opportunity to go to the third floor again.

Unfortunately, Lin Zhaonan was deeply engrossed in watching current affairs news with Mr. Lin, and Lin Gantang waited for Wen Yanqing to arrive, reclining on a single-seater sofa without budging.

Jiang Tongtong stared for a while and asked, “Zhaonan, aren’t you going to work in your study?”

Her eyes were filled with hope that he would get busy soon.

“I’m done, I’ll accompany you tonight. Shall we go for a walk outside?” Lin Zhaonan asked.

“No,” Jiang Tongtong replied, disappointed.

Around 8:10 p.m., Wen Yanqing called to say he had arrived. Lin Gantang was thrilled and put down her phone to go and greet him.

The villa’s exterior lights cast a soft, dim glow, making his face look exceptionally gentle.

Wen Yanqing, who had been busy all day, saw Lin Gantang’s joyful smile, and all his fatigue vanished instantly.

Lin Gantang took his hand and led him inside.

Wen Yanqing had visited many times before, and he was well-acquainted with the family. Lin Zhaonan no longer felt the need to be overly polite. He simply asked Auntie Zhang to serve him a bowl of freshly stewed bird’s nest.

“Did you have enough to eat at your social gathering tonight?” Lin Gantang asked as she sat beside him.

For the first time since his mother, someone was concerned about whether he had eaten well. Wen Yanqing felt warmth in his heart. “The event went smoothly, and I didn’t go hungry.”

That meant he hadn’t eaten much. Lin Gantang knew that his family often had social gatherings, so she pushed the bowl of bird’s nest that Auntie Zhang had brought over closer to him. She whispered in his ear, “There’s a food festival on Binnan Road. Bei Bei went there once and said it was incredibly lively. Do you want to go?”

Her warm and gentle breath near his ear, and her soft voice, felt like a hook gently tugging at his heart. Wen Yanqing lowered his gaze and controlled the urge to draw her close and embrace her.

“What are you two whispering about?” Mr. Lin adjusted his reading glasses.

“I’m complaining about you giving me only ten yuan as pocket money!” Lin Gantang suspected that her father was deliberately interrupting them. She grabbed Wen Yanqing’s hand and said, “Let’s go to the third floor to see the cats.”

When they reached the third floor, Lin Gantang didn’t forget to take the bowl of bird’s nest with her.

Inside the room, she rested her chin on her hand and watched Wen Yanqing eat the bird’s nest. Wen Yanqing smiled and scooped a spoonful of it, offering it to her.

Lin Gantang shook her head. “You eat it. There’s more below.”

She wasn’t sure how to continue with intimate gestures between a couple.

Wen Yanqing chuckled, not in a hurry. He would take it one step at a time and eventually draw her completely into his world.

“Do you still want to go? To the Food Street?” Wen Yanqing asked softly.

Lin Gantang nodded. “I’d like to, but I’ve never been there before. Tongtong is pregnant, so it’s not ideal for her to go to crowded places. Bei Bei hasn’t dared to go out recently.”

“Next time you want to go anywhere, consider me first, understood?” Wen Yanqing put down the spoon.

Under his gaze, Lin Gantang quickly nodded.

“Shall we go over to the cats?” Wen Yanqing took the lead, holding her hand as he opened the door to the adjacent room.

The calico cat was sitting by the door. When Wen Yanqing saw it, he smiled and said, “This calico cat is indeed as unique as you described.”

The calico cat meowed and rubbed against Lin Gantang’s ankle.

Lin Gantang squatted down and petted it. The calico cat lay down, exposing its white belly.

“It’s quite pitiful. It’s been waiting for someone to take it home,” Lin Gantang said as she checked the cat’s ears. The calico cat was particularly docile.

The Ragdoll cat and Scottish Fold cat slowly approached. The little Ragdoll squeezed past the calico cat and moved in front of Lin Gantang.

Wen Yanqing looked at Lin Gantang and couldn’t help but get closer to her. “I came straight here after the social gathering and didn’t have time to bring our son.”

Lin Gantang raised her head, and her soft hair brushed against his face.

Why was he getting so close?

“Do you also want to pet the Ragdoll?” Lin Gantang raised the cat in front of him.

Wen Yanqing’s eyes were filled with affection as he stroked her head. “Yes.” “Huh? Did you pet the wrong thing?”