After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage - Chapter 465 - 465: Lin Zhaonan: Where Are Your Manners?

Chapter 465: Lin Zhaonan: Where Are Your Manners?

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Due to the wounds on her body, bathing was inconvenient for Lin Gantang. When she picked up her pajamas that night, Wen Yanqing followed behind her.

At first, Lin Gantang did not think much of it. However, when she noted how he was still following her when she was about to shower, a question bubble appeared in her head. “Don’t you have anything to do?”

“I do,” Wen Yanqing replied.

“Then you should hurry up and get to it. What’s the matter?” Lin Gantang entered the bathroom. Seeing Wen Yanqing still standing at the door, she asked, “Is there anything else?”

Wen Yanqing pointed at her waist. “Your wound might inconvenience you. Shall I help you wash up?”

A cat was squatting beside his feet. The man and cat looked at her with the same serious and innocent eyes.

“… No need.” Lin Gantang shut the door.

Lin Gantang took a long time to finish her shower. When she was finally clean, comfortable, and ready for bed, she discovered Wen Yanqing was already on it, waiting for her. She sat on the bed and leaned against him for support.

Although this was not their first time being so intimate, it was the first outside of the hospital where they were too embarrassed to be seen hugging each other to sleep.

Time passed, and a while later, Wen Yanqing received a call. He went downstairs and returned soon after with a small box.

It was a jewelry box. He removed the item inside and fastened it around Lin Gantang’s ankle.

Lin Gantang struggled against the bonds, but they held tight against her ankle. Unflinchingly, she sat up and eyed the accessory Wen Yanqing had slipped on her. “What’s that?”

“It’s an anklet.” Wen Yanqing’s movements were gentle but firm. He held the anklet taut. You’ve got a necklace and bracelet. Now, I’ve given you an anklet as well.”

A small golden bell was attached to the anklet of simple make. When she moved, it would produce a crisp chime. The anklet complimented Lin Gantang’s fair skin, enhancing her natural beauty.

“It’s nice,” Lin Gantang touched it. “But I’m going to bed. Why do I still need to wear it?”

“It doesn’t matter when or where; you should wear it without ever taking it off. Don’t you wear that pearl bracelet to sleep sometimes?” Wen Yanqing countered.

Lin Gantang had nothing to refute. She shook her ankle, and the bell rang. She was instantly amused. “I had one when I was young; my brother got it. It snapped, and the bell disappeared.”

Wen Yanqing smiled. “This one is custom-made for you. It’s not the cheap stuff your brother bought.”

‘Can’t you even try to be polite?’ Lin Gantang sighed internally.

It was a novelty. Lin Gantang lay on her bed and occasionally shook her anklet, lost in thought. Whenever she stretched or moved, the bell would ring, and she could not help but be drawn to the sound. Wen Yanqing’s eyes flashed with a knowing look. He felt like a cat that had just discovered a new toy.

He hugged and kissed her. Lin Gantang believed that Wen Yanqing would not touch her since she was hurt. She did not panic when he kissed her; she even reciprocated. Wen Yanqing was worried about her waist and held onto her carefully. To think she would seduce him so easily… It was simply fatal!

He lay them down on the bed, breathing deeply, Ling Gantang laughing by his side. She propped her head up and traced the sharp edges of his face, drawing a line down to his bobbing Adam’s apple. “Don’t do anything rash. I won’t take responsibility.”

“Who is the one who is messing around?” Wen Yanqing growled hoarsely.

Since she was injured, Wen Yanqing did not intend to take things too far. Who knew a kiss would do so much to arouse him?

He turned over and pulled the blanket over her before kissing her forehead.

Lin Gantang glanced at him. How was he so good-tempered? Could she try her luck and press a few more buttons?

Lin Gantang stretched out her hand but was grabbed and held in a vice.

“No.”

“Do you know what I’m thinking?” Lin Gantang teased.

“I know you well enough. I can’t say the same about you.” Wen Yanqing riposted playfully.

She did not quite understand but knew not to play with fire lest she burn herself. Lin Gantang retracted her hand and covered herself with a blanket as she said, “Good night..”