Chapter 154: “who Makes You More Impulsive, Me Or Lin Xiaolu?”
In the end, Krystal still didn’t go with Lin Xiuyuan and Yoona to make bread, even though she rushed back today indeed for a certain young boy.
But as the big sister, she also knew well to give the young boy some private living space, whether he was doing a little mischief or playing a little game.
First allow, then understand and see, and only finally is the time to talk reason.
So when Krystal stood downstairs of the apartment building, gazing at Lin Xiuyuan’s car driving into the rain curtain, the taillights gradually fading away, a light smile rose on her lip corner, then she turned and walked into the residential area.
Actually, she was quite tired too; she had rushed through the journey all last night, was busy from morning till afternoon today, then hurried back to Seoul to eat and play ball. If not for absorbing some essence last night, she probably really couldn’t have held on.
But none of these things were known to Lin Xiuyuan anymore. At this moment, he was driving the car straight from the rain curtain toward the residential area where Yoona lived.
He didn’t forget to mutter in his mouth, “Yoona, it’s raining so heavily late at night, do you really still want to make bread? You won’t eat it tonight anyway, why not do it tomorrow instead.”
“Make it tonight, eat it when getting up tomorrow, just right.”
Yoona in the front passenger seat patted Lin Xiuyuan once, “Don’t nag me, you promised, if you go back on your word, then I’ll…”
She originally wanted to use last night’s kiss mark to pin down Lin Xiuyuan, but suddenly remembered tonight’s you-sing-I-appear Shura field situation—how could she pin him down now, he had already successfully passed the tribulation.
Hearing Lin Xiuyuan’s tone pause beside her, she couldn’t help laughing out, “What’s up, if I go back on my word, what can you do to me, Yoona.”
That joyful laughter by her ear made Yoona laugh along too, but when she laughed, she kept staring at Lin Xiuyuan, her playful little expression full of eager emotions underneath.
The car passed through the night’s rain curtain, the wipers sweeping across the windshield one by one, rhythmically clearing the blurred view.
Seoul’s streets were washed bright by the rainwater, street lamps reflecting on the road surface like one by one soft golden yellow candles, paving all the way to the entrance of the residential area where Yoona lived.
Lin Xiuyuan slowly parked the car into the familiar parking space. Before turning off the engine, he saw Yoona in the front passenger seat already open the car door and get out, so he smiled and followed suit, getting out of the car too.
Soon, the two returned inside the apartment.
And upon entering the door, Yoona skillfully turned on all the lighting and casually tied up her hair.
“You take out the high-gluten flour first, I’ll go change into some clothes.”
Lin Xiuyuan rummaged through the cabinet, smiling on one side: “I suggest you don’t change. Just do it in this outfit; anyway, shower after finishing, saves washing clothes too.”
Perhaps Lin Xiuyuan’s words reminded Yoona. She stopped her steps, turned back to look at him, “Right, we sweated a whole body just playing ball. How about showering first before doing it? I don’t want to eat bread that tastes like sweat.”
This sentence made Lin Xiuyuan laugh hard, “No need, the car air conditioner dried it all.”
“The smell doesn’t dissipate.” Yoona shrugged her nose, “Go shower quickly. The clothes you changed out of last night are dry too.”
“I’ll skip it then; just changing clothes isn’t much use.”
“Underwear, right?” Yoona looked at Lin Xiuyuan again with a laugh, her tone matter-of-fact, “I bought some for you.”
“Huh?”
This answer directly shocked Lin Xiuyuan completely, “When did you buy them? Wait, weren’t we together the whole day today? When did you learn shadow clone?”
Looking at Lin Xiuyuan’s shocked face, Yoona smilingly walked into the walk-in closet, then took out a bag containing boxes and handed it to him, “Didn’t we call delivery for tools this afternoon? Bought you a few pairs of underwear along the way.”
“Hiss~”
Lin Xiuyuan, understanding the situation, looked at Yoona somewhat strangely after taking the bag, “You’re really not afraid of some【 Yoona living alone buys men’s underwear】 kind of news?”
“Afraid of what? Lots of women wear men’s underwear as safety pants now. Besides, I have the delivery put it at the doorway and only take it in when no one’s around.”
After saying this, Yoona smiled and pointed at that bag again, “Right, there’s also a set of pajamas inside. See if it fits.”
“Pajamas?” Lin Xiuyuan subconsciously repeated, “You want me to… take a nap?”
“Not to sleep, but to wear for comfort.” Yoona glanced at him, “Change out of it after making bread later.”
Next was shower time. When Lin Xiuyuan came out after showering, water vapor still lingered on his hair tips, a few wet strands sticking to his forehead, looking exceptionally refreshed and clean.
Then he looked down at the new pajamas he was wearing—extremely smooth texture, the kind of light silk that made a “swish” sound with slight movement, clearly not cheap.
After showering, Lin Xiuyuan wiped his hair with a towel while walking to sit on the living room sofa, casually turning on the television without really watching, just letting that background noise accompany the night’s quiet serenity.
Until the master bedroom door was gently pushed open.
“Xiuyuan.”
Yoona’s voice softly called once.
Then Lin Xiuyuan raised his head and instinctively looked over.
His gaze just touched and then froze.
Under the bedroom’s warm yellow lighting, Yoona had changed into a new set of pajamas. Unlike last night’s cute cotton ensemble, tonight she was clearly going for the fatal route.
Lace and silk spliced camisole long skirt, the color an elegant tone between nude pink and light apricot.
The camisole straps perfectly exposed her collarbone and shoulder line, while the chest’s lace edging was faintly visible.
Though the hem was long, it swayed with her steps, lightly lifting a corner to vaguely reveal the curve of her calf.
What made it even harder for Lin Xiuyuan to pull back his gaze was, after Yoona called him, she turned to walk to the kitchen, exposing that entire expanse of smooth back.
The skirt opened from the center of her spine all the way near the waistline, thin straps crossing to secure the clothes, yet outlining Yoona’s back curves even more.
Yoona walked while brushing her long hair to one side, the skin of her other shoulder and back exposed under the lighting, white as if reflective.
Then she took a bottle of water from the kitchen refrigerator side, very naturally walked in front of Lin Xiuyuan, as if completely unaware of the lethality of her outfit, “Why is your hair still wet? Hurry and blow dry it.”
Lin Xiuyuan sat up straighter, his gaze still carrying a bit of the earlier amazement, “You’re really testing me here, Yoona.”
“Hm?” Yoona blinked, pretending to be clueless, “In what way?”
Without waiting for Lin Xiuyuan to answer, she smilingly handed him the soda water in her hand, turned again toward the bathroom side—that back view making Lin Xiuyuan’s heart tremble.
Moments later, Yoona with the hair dryer came back to stand by the sofa, then beckoned to Lin Xiuyuan, “Come over here, I’ll blow dry your hair.”
Faced with this reasoning, let alone refuse—hesitating even a second would be disrespect to Yoona’s current outfit.
So Lin Xiuyuan immediately scooted his butt over, and under Yoona’s smile, sat in front of her, closely eyeing this pajamas up close.
Yoona stood before him, holding the hair dryer, her gaze half-smiling as she looked at him, those pretty eyes seemingly hiding some little scheme.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked, tilting her head, tone light and cheerful.
Lin Xiuyuan leaned back a bit, making himself comfortably recline on the sofa backrest, but his tone pretended calm, “I’m looking at your outfit… you want to make me burn up, right?”
“Not some elementary schooler anymore, getting all hot just from seeing a sexier woman? Haven’t Soo Jung and Ji-yeon trained you yet?”
Yoona rolled her eyes, but her tone had no anger at all, instead carrying a bit of teasing meaning.
After speaking, she pressed the hair dryer switch, warm wind immediately blowing from the nozzle, carrying bursts of fragrance…
Not the shampoo scent, but that faint fragrance from her body, slightly sweet yet not cloying, like the sticky hint when candy just melts.
Yoona bent down, aiming the nozzle at Lin Xiuyuan’s hair roots, while using her fingertips to gently part his hair, letting the wind blow more evenly.
Her movements were unhurried, carrying a meticulous gentleness, her fingertips occasionally lightly touching his forehead, ear side, or neck.
Lin Xiuyuan closed his eyes, originally just wanting to relax, but as those hands occasionally brushed lightly, he suddenly felt a bit hard to breathe.
That wasn’t the wind being too hot, but her being too close.
“Yoona.” He suddenly spoke, voice carrying laughter, “Are you doing this on purpose?”
“Hm?” Yoona looked down at him, smile undiminished on her face, “On purpose what?”
“You know my self-control isn’t great, yet you dress like this and come so close.” Lin Xiuyuan said, lifting his eyes to look at her, his gaze already carrying some ambiguity.
Yoona didn’t dodge immediately; instead, she leaned in even closer, the hair dryer nozzle falling to Lin Xiuyuan’s neck side.
Hair strands lightly floating up, yet she pressed by his ear, lowering her voice to ask.
“Xiuyuan, between me and Little Deer, who makes you have more sexual impulse.”
“Hm?”
Lin Xiuyuan instantly widened his eyes, subconsciously wanting to answer, but was lightly poked on the shoulder by her.
“Forget it, no need to say.”
After saying this, Yoona casually straightened up again, continuing to seriously blow dry Lin Xiuyuan’s hair, but her lip corner carried a bit of naughty triumph.
The wind hummed softly, her fingers slowly sliding from his hair top to the back of his head, then brushing over his neck from behind the ear.
That was a nearly seductive touch, neither excessive nor distant, yet making one’s heart itch involuntarily.
Lin Xiuyuan felt himself like trapped in a gentle trap—knowing full well it was a trap, yet not wanting to escape at all.
Finally, when she turned off the hair dryer, that ball of heat not only didn’t dissipate, but lingered even more in his heart.
“Done, dry now.” Yoona smiled and put away the hair dryer, “You can make bread with peace of mind now.”
A few minutes later.
The kitchen lighting was warm and soft, a row of freshly measured ingredients on the island counter. Lin Xiuyuan stood there, head down looking at the flour, yet unable to focus no matter what.
His mind still echoed with Yoona’s earlier casual yet devastating words.
【Xiuyuan, between me and Little Deer, who makes you have more sexual impulse?】
That teasing whisper like a nail, firmly nailed deep in his consciousness, impossible to pull out.
He subconsciously lifted his head.
Yoona was standing on the other side of the island counter, seriously reading the kneading steps, her tone steady like a professional baking instructor, “First add the water in, then…”
Before finishing, she noticed Lin Xiuyuan’s gaze, stopped her hand, looked at him, “Hm? Xiuyuan, why are you staring at me like that?”
Lin Xiuyuan didn’t answer, just quietly staring at her face.
More precisely, at that slightly parted mouth.
Her lips glistened with moisture, like just after drinking water, plump and rosy, the lip shape round and distinct, gently parting when speaking, as if tempting approach, touch, verify if that softness was real.
But in this moment of gaze, his mind involuntarily flashed to another scene.
That was Little Deer from 2013.
The same lips, the same clean, warm softness—no adornment, no defense, like the purest splash of color in youthful times.
Lin Xiuyuan’s throat bobbed slightly, his gaze instantly turning hot and impulsive.
The next second, he set down the glass bowl in his hand, stepped across the gap on that side of the island counter, and in three steps reached Yoona.
Before Yoona could react, she felt darkness before her eyes; the next moment, her whole person was encircled in a familiar, solid embrace.
She just opened her mouth, but Lin Xiuyuan’s kiss suddenly pressed down.
No preamble, no hesitation, carrying sudden decisiveness and surging emotions, sealing her lips that had just been teasing him.
At that moment, the air seemed to explode into countless tiny currents, permeating, leaping, burning between the two.
Yoona seemed to have anticipated it long ago; she didn’t push away, instead quietly closed her eyes, letting his emotions pour down.
She even lightly tiptoed, matching his movements, making this kiss deeper, closer.
A few seconds later, Yoona slowly withdrew from Lin Xiuyuan’s embrace, lip color still lingering on her lip corner, eyes misty with light, breathing slightly disordered.
But she smiled, smiling like a little deer Bambi that just succeeded.
“Little Deer really is a fool.” She said softly, gaze half-smiling, “See, aren’t you the one taking the initiative.”
Little Deer: ???
Lin Xiuyuan: ???
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