The night began with a single flash of starlight, followed by a spectacular, dazzling rain of fireworks.
In the pitch-black night, the fireworks illuminated the entire starry sky, shining layer upon layer, incredibly beautiful.
"When did you arrange this?"
Su Mojin was momentarily stunned by the scene before her, her beautiful large eyes blinking as she looked at Lin Yan, starlight twinkling in their depths, her brows and eyes curved, as if holding a galaxy.
"This afternoon. Didn't you say this was our first New Year's Eve together? So I came up with this idea."
Lin Yan said with a smile. Of course, he didn't mention that his idea also came from an idol drama. As a straight man, Lin Yan had to admit that the routines of the male leads in idol dramas were indeed very pleasing to girls.
"You're so good, I love you to death."
As expected, Su Mojin was very happy. She hugged Lin Yan's face and kissed him several times. After kissing, she excitedly looked at the night sky, her chin resting in her hands, as if not wanting to miss a single moment.
The little girl was originally very introverted, but now that she had been with Lin Yan for a long time and lived a shameless life, she had become much more open.
Wiping the saliva from his face, Lin Yan pulled Su Mojin into his arms. The swing began to sway slowly again. Sensing the hand around her waist, Su Mojin did not resist. Instead, she leaned even closer into Lin Yan's embrace, the air filled with the sweet scent of love.
"Honey, it's midnight. Let's make a New Year's wish."
"Okay."
As the clock hands pointed to twelve, both of them closed their eyes.
Lin Yan silently recited in his heart. His wish was simple: family safety, marital harmony, and eternal companionship. A few seconds later, their eyes opened.
"What did you wish for?"
Su Mojin asked Lin Yan curiously.
"It won't come true if I say it. What did you wish for?"
"It won't come true if I say it."
They chatted about trivial topics until past midnight when Su Mojin started to feel sleepy.
"Honey, I'm sleepy. Can we go to bed?"
Nestled in Lin Yan's arms, Su Mojin said with her eyes closed.
The little girl leaned on Lin Yan's shoulder, her eyes tightly shut, her long eyelashes fluttering. With her steady breathing, she seemed genuinely about to fall asleep.
Seeing that his wife was indeed tired, Lin Yan didn't linger outside. He scooped her up, carrying his wife's fair, exposed leg, and brought her into the villa.
Upstairs, he placed her on the bed, then changed her into pajamas. The actions were smooth and careful.
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
Lin Yan paused while changing into his pajamas.
"Honey, it's been a month and a half."
"Weren't you sleepy?"
This little girl, was she pretending?
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Lin Yan looked at Su Mojin, who was full of energy and her eyes bright, and was slightly taken aback.
Her acting skills had even fooled him.
Hearing Lin Yan say she was sleepy, Su Mojin's face flushed slightly. She secretly thought, "What a dense man. We're already an old married couple, and I've hinted so clearly..."
Lin Yan was naturally not that dense, at least not after they started dating. When he saw his wife's bright eyes, he knew his little girl was pretending.
However, since his little girl dared to pretend to be asleep to fool him, he would also play along.
"Alright, since you're awake, you can change yourself."
Lin Yan pretended not to hear, placed the pajamas on the bedside table, and motioned for Su Mojin to change herself.
The idea was good, but Lin Yan soon realized it was the wrong approach.
Looking at the girl's figure that made his nose bleed, Lin Yan touched his nose, feeling a sudden urge to leave the room. Indeed, married women were different from unmarried ones.
She used to be so reserved, but now she dared to change clothes in front of him so openly, even with a hint of seduction.
After enduring for about a minute, Lin Yan finally broke.
Again and again, if a man can bear it, he can bear it no longer.
The door was closed, plunging the room into darkness. The emotional drama was about to unfold.
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The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window. Lin Yan woke up feeling refreshed, stretching lazily and moving his limbs.
Compared to Lin Yan, Su Mojin was in a much worse state. She opened her eyes groggily, her arms and legs completely lacking strength, unable to even get up. Her brows were furrowed, looking rather cute.
Her messy hair, her small and delicate nose, made one want to kiss her.
"You stay in bed and rest. I'll bring breakfast up."
Lin Yan dotingly kissed the little girl's forehead, got up, put on his clothes, and went downstairs to bring up the breakfast prepared by Aunt Yun.
After Lin Yan closed the door, Su Mojin struggled to get out of bed. Even minor movements made her gasp in pain.
Having held back for so long, the two of them had indulged a bit too much last night. Su Mojin felt her body could barely take it.
Setting up the small table on the bed, Lin Yan placed the breakfast items one by one.
The breakfast was very rich: millet and sea cucumber porridge, tremella and red date soup, several small cold dishes from Kyoto, and two glasses of milk. It was simple and unpretentious. The tremella and red date soup was specifically for Su Mojin to replenish her qi and blood.
As soon as the breakfast was served, Su Mojin couldn't help but pick up her chopsticks. The craving in her stomach had already been hooked by the aroma.
"Slow down, it's still hot."
"Hiss, it's so hot!"
Despite Lin Yan's warning, Su Mojin still burned her tongue with the millet porridge. She fanned her small, tender hand in front of her mouth, repeatedly saying "so hot, so hot." After holding it in her mouth for a while, she finally swallowed.
"I told you to slow down. Why are you eating so fast?"
"Mainly because I'm so hungry."
Su Mojin pursed her lips. Her fair complexion had already regained its rosy hue. She picked up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it gently, and then slowly put it into her mouth.
"Honey, look, I've rested well now. Can you teach me to drive?"
Halfway through the meal, Su Mojin suddenly brought up the matter of learning to drive.
"You're still thinking about this? Are you sure you can now?"
Lin Yan glanced at Su Mojin. She couldn't even get out of bed yet, but she was still thinking about learning to drive. How persistent was she?
"Hmph, it's all your fault. Hurry up and say it, are you going to teach me or not?"
"I will."
"Hehe."
After eating, Su Mojin lay in bed for a while. In the afternoon, she excitedly came out to prepare to learn to drive. It was evident that the little girl was very keen on learning to drive. She specifically tied her hair into a ponytail to prevent it from obstructing her vision.
At the racetrack, there were no cars at the moment. All the students had gone home for the holiday. Of course, there were still mechanics. A few were kept specifically to prevent Lin Yan from training during New Year's Day.
Taking Su Mojin to the pit, Lin Yan picked out a very detailed set of equipment for her.
This time, Lin Yan chose extremely strict equipment for Su Mojin, even more so than when he taught her for her driver's license.
First was the helmet. The pit Lin Yan was in had almost all types and styles of helmets available on the market, even rare discontinued ones.
There were three types of helmet materials: the most common on the market, ABS resin, worn by most city commuters; the second was fiberglass, commonly known as FRP; and the last was the top-tier racing helmet, made of carbon fiber.
Lin Yan did not have ABS helmets here, only the other two. This time, Lin Yan did not choose a carbon fiber helmet for his wife, but a fiberglass one.
Choosing a helmet for the track could not be as casual as for the street; there were many subtleties involved. Lin Yan carefully selected several brands before choosing one he was satisfied with.
Why were ABS helmets not present here? Because ABS helmets were prohibited on all racetracks nationwide and even internationally. Of course, even if they weren't prohibited, no one would use them. Firstly, their strength was insufficient, and secondly, most ABS helmets were street helmets, not racing helmets. To be on the track, a racing helmet was mandatory.
What is a racing helmet? First, the buckle of a racing helmet cannot be a quick-release buckle; it must be a double D-ring buckle. It also cannot have a double visor and must have a visor lock. These are the most basic requirements.
The visor lock is to prevent the visor from detaching during a crash, causing sand to enter the face and result in secondary injuries.
As for how to distinguish more subtly between racing and street helmets, the first is certification, and the second is material. The material for racing helmets must be carbon fiber and fiberglass.
Furthermore, for the same size, racing helmets are difficult to put on. The foam padding in street helmets is very loose, allowing the head to slide in smoothly. In contrast, racing helmets, to put it bluntly, require one to force their head into the helmet, offering better coverage but less comfort.
"Honey, this helmet seems heavier than the last one."
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ps; Fiberglass offers the best cost-effectiveness! Mark this down, it's important for the test.
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