Chapter 771: Chapter 771: Husband-Chasing Plan Step 1 (Part 7)
She raised her hand to touch the corner of her mouth, but no matter how she touched, she couldn’t find that grain of rice.
Lu Jihan couldn’t hold back anymore and simply picked up a napkin, raised his hand, and wiped her face.
He wasn’t gentle at all, and he used quite a bit of strength in that wipe.
Song Yinyin immediately cried out in pain, "Ouch..."
She looked up and glared at Lu Jihan, quickly snatching the napkin from his hand, "Forget it, I’ll wipe it myself!"
Lu Jihan just glanced at her and didn’t say anything.
...
After eating, Song Yinyin volunteered to wash the dishes, and Lu Jihan didn’t argue, letting her go to the kitchen.
When Song Yinyin finished washing the dishes and came out, she saw Lu Jihan sitting on the sofa with one hand supporting his ear and the other gently pressing his temple, looking pained.
"What’s wrong, is your headache acting up again?" she asked.
"Yeah, it’s a bit throbbing."
"Do you want me to give you a massage?"
Lu Jihan raised his eyelids, glanced at her, and said, "Sure."
Not refusing her, Song Yinyin suddenly seemed energized, happily standing behind Lu Jihan.
She carefully stretched out her hands, gently placed them on Lu Jihan’s temples, circling them in a very rhythmic, cautious manner, occasionally stopping to lightly press against his temples.
The pressure was just right, not too hard or too soft, her cool hands softly pressing on Lu Jihan’s temples, very comfortable, cool, without irritating the skin.
Lu Jihan faintly detected a sweet fragrance, seemingly coming from Song Yinyin, which relaxed his body and mind.
"Does it feel good?"
"Yeah."
He responded softly.
Seeing him with his eyes closed, seemingly enjoying it, Song Yinyin could tell he felt comfortable; he just wouldn’t admit it.
She felt very happy inside, knowing that previously, when Lu Jihan returned home after work, the first thing he did was ask her to give him a massage.
So, when it came to head massages, she was quite adept.
Gradually, Lu Jihan started feeling drowsy, and Song Yinyin suggested, "Let me help you to the bed to sleep for a bit."
"Yeah."
He nodded, letting Song Yinyin hold him by the waist and lead him step by step to the bed.
His tall stature made it somewhat challenging for Song Yinyin to hold him.
He reflexively turned his head toward Song Yinyin, clearly seeing her jade-like face and her long, curly eyelashes fluttering like butterflies in flight.
Lu Jihan realized that his body seemed to heat up.
This wasn’t good, he hadn’t even been drinking...
Just at that moment, Song Yinyin looked up.
Her eyes, pitiful and misted, were like ancient wells, deep and almost impossible to fathom, nearly intoxicating in their blackness.
Lu Jihan’s body involuntarily shivered once more, his pupils suddenly widening.
Startled, he blurted out the next moment, "Get out!"
"Huh?"
Song Yinyin was stunned.
Get out? Why should she get out?
She hadn’t done anything wrong!
Besides, this is not only his room, it’s hers too. What right does he have to ask her to leave?
Could it be he wanted her to roll out and sleep on the sofa?
Song Yinyin was extremely upset.
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