Chapter 447: Just a Regular Day in Bed
Lin Nan felt like she’d be glued to her bed for today.
It wasn’t because of last night’s shenanigans that made it impossible for her to rise; it was just that standing up after lying down felt like trying to climb Mount Everest—with a cramp.
It seemed like she’d once again be skipping her afternoon tutoring session.
She often skipped half a day of classes when she was a student, and now that she was a tutor, she was already becoming a regular at ditching class.
Looks like I’m destined to be a dropout!
Lin Nan mumbled to herself, comfortably reaching over to grab her phone from the bedside table. She quickly sent Pan Maoxin a text saying he could have the afternoon off.
She thought this guy would be over the moon, gleefully heading out for some mischief, but after a few minutes, all she got in response was a crying emoji from him.
“Sis, please come teach me! My grades are tanking!”
“The teacher is almost done with this semester’s English vocabulary, okay? I’ve been trying to memorize, but it’s just not sticking!”
“Sis? Hello?”
When did Pan Maoxin become such a studious kid?
Lin Nan realized she must have been a decent tutor—her once delinquent student was now so eager to learn that he was proactively studying vocabulary!
“Hang in there. I might come by tomorrow,” she typed back, unsure when she’d actually feel better but hopeful it would be in a day.
Just then, the outside door swung open, and she heard Chen Yao’s footsteps. She scrambled out of bed and swung the door open, waving at him, “Come on in for lunch!”
“Isn’t food everywhere?” Chen Yao said, walking in with a plastic bag, then doing a double take at Lin Nan’s bizarre posture as she hugged her knees, quickly guiding her to sit down, “If you’re not feeling well, just lie down!”
“Well look at you, so caring now,” Lin Nan quipped with a sarcastic laugh, “Where was this concern last night?”
Men always get carried away in those moments, and she was just as involved!
Chen Yao didn’t voice the snarky thought, glancing at the freshly changed bedsheet and steering the conversation, “Why the new sheets?”
“Gee, I wonder why,” Lin Nan pointed at the bathroom bucket, “Get washing, stat!”
Chen Yao put down the dim sum he brought and wandered into the bathroom, peeking into the bucket at the sight of the red-stained sheets and furrowing his brow.
Last night was too much fun; it slipped his mind.
But wait, does Lin Nan even get to bleed after her corrective surgery?
He glanced over at Lin Nan, who was munching on chicken feet. As she savored her food, her little legs wagged happily like a schoolgirl.
“Let that soak a while; I’m hungry too,” Chen Yao said, returning with a grin, shamelessly asking, “Did it hurt yesterday? I’ll take it easier tonight.”
“???” Lin Nan shot him a look.
“I promise I’ll be as gentle as a breeze tonight!”
Without hesitation, she shoved a chicken foot into Chen Yao’s mouth, “There won’t be a next time!”
“Yup, next time we’ll switch things up so you won’t feel a thing!”
“How shameless,” Lin Nan mumbled, her face turning tomato red. She turned away, refusing to acknowledge the thick-skinned guy.
Who even has such thick skin?
If it had been before last night, she would’ve rolled her eyes at his ridiculous flirtations.
But today, shame coursed through her, and her cheeks flushed.
“Um… it still hurts a bit,” she stammered, avoiding his gaze.
Chen Yao instantly understood what she meant, and his smile grew even more mischievous. He leaned closer and whispered, “How about… tonight, we try something with your mouth?”
Lin Nan’s shoulders shook, and she resisted the urge to slap him.
“We’re practically old married folks; why the shyness?”
Taking a deep breath, she pointed to the door and pronounced each word, “You! Get out!”
What kind of weird creature is this man?
Seriously, he just had his fill of meat and was already getting greedy! Does he plan to devour her entirely?
She glared at Chen Yao, but he just sat there unfazed. So she kicked at him, “Hurry and prepare lunch!”
“But we haven’t even finished breakfast!”
“It’s already nine!”
After thinking it over, Chen Yao realized she had a point and stood up, off to gather lunch fixings for Lin Nan.
Right now, she looked furious—with embarrassment—and knowing her, a decent meal would probably calm her down, making it easier to butter her up later.
Once Chen Yao left the room, Lin Nan finally exhaled, gently touching her now crimson cheeks.
Why do I feel like I’m doomed for the next life?
This guy is sooo straightforward; shouldn’t he be more considerate right now? He knows everything about her, yet his attitude seems unchanged.
But man, that dim sum really is delicious.
Forgetting her earlier frustrations, she waddled over to the bedside table and popped a shrimp dumpling into her mouth.
The whole shrimp burst with flavor, and her big eyes lit up, turning into crescent moons.
There were also spare ribs, char siu buns, crystal dumplings—every single one was so irresistible that she couldn’t stop!
When Chen Yao returned with lunch supplies, he found Lin Nan sprawled on the bed, clutching her belly and hiccupping, blissfully happy—while the breakfast remained untouched on the bedside table.
That was enough for three people, mind you.
Chen Yao paused, glancing at her plump little belly and the happiness radiating from her flushed face, realizing that this culinary joy seemed to surpass last night’s excitement.
Looks like he’d have to step up his game next time.
He really needs to get Lin Nan addicted to his charms.
“I’ll go make lunch now! You mentioned you wanted rib soup, so I got a pound of ribs,” he said.
“Go on, go on!” Lin Nan groaned, too full to move.
As Chen Yao turned to leave, something struck him, and he faced Lin Nan, asking, “With Children’s Day coming up soon, do you want to get any toys?”
“Come on, how old am I? Why would I get toys?” Lin Nan perked up, suddenly alert. “What, you’re thinking about getting a game console again?”
“Or maybe you want some game cartridges? You still haven’t collected everything in Zelda?”
“Seriously? You’re an adult! We should be buying adult toys!” Chen Yao said, all serious.
Lin Nan blinked, almost too stunned to respond, but then suddenly recalled those silly little trinkets she saw when moving into this rental apartment.
She shot him an incredulous look and weakly tossed a pillow at him.
Having eaten too much, she barely had the strength; the pillow floated lazily before landing at Chen Yao’s feet.
Their bedroom had tiled floors, clean and tidy, and neither of them bothered worrying about whether the pillow would get dirty on the floor.
“Go on! No buying! It’s not even a holiday!”
