Chapter 174 What's so fun about it?

The next few days of punishment felt like a wondrous exploration for Zhong Wan.

This is not only for the world, but also for Lin Yan'an and his family.

Although the punishment was still ongoing, Zhong Wan felt unusually relaxed.

On the fourth day of the punishment, her hearing began to weaken, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a veil for her. Her husband, Mr. Lin, suddenly transformed into an all-powerful sign language master.

It was at this moment that she realized Lin Yan'an actually possessed this ability.

Unfortunately ┑(￣Д￣)┍

No matter how skilled he is, or how perfect his sign language is, she still won't understand it.

Lin Yan'an looked at Zhong Wan, whose eyes were full of curiosity, and seeing her bewildered expression, he helplessly lowered his hand.

That's when I realized she didn't know sign language.

Left with no other choice, he picked up his phone and began communicating with her.

In contrast, Old Master Zhou's attitude was much more solemn.

Upon learning of Zhong Wan's condition today, the old man hurriedly went back into his room, retrieved his reading glasses, put them on, and carefully took out paper and a pen, putting them in his pocket.

After her hearing loss, Zhong Wan unconsciously spoke much louder.

Suddenly, the old man could hear it much more clearly.

The family of four gathered together and started playing cards.

In order to communicate better with Zhong Wan, Uncle Zhao took out some old sticky notes and placed one on each of them.

But unexpectedly, it turned into a punishment that was stuck to their faces.

Although it was a bit childish, there was no denying that they all had a lot of fun.

As people get older, their energy levels decline.

Grandpa Zhou was the same; while the three of them were playing, they didn't forget to keep an eye on his condition. Seeing this, they quickly stopped and told him to go back to his room and lie down for a while.

Grandpa Zhou smiled and agreed.

Uncle Zhao also left.

For a moment, only Zhong Wan and Lin Yan'an remained at the table.

"Want to play again?"

While shuffling the cards, Lin Yan'an subconsciously asked a question, only to realize afterward that he had forgotten again.

Lin Yan'an looked up.

Zhong Wan rested her chin on her hands, watching him smile with her eyes crinkling.

Although she couldn't hear what he was saying, Zhong Wan could guess the gist of it from his lip movements.

To prevent startling Lin Yan'an again like this morning, and also to give her own voice a rest,

Zhong Wan smiled as she watched Lin Yan'an shake his head. She reached for the notepad beside her, mimicking how they communicated with her, quickly scribbled a few words, and then held it up in front of him:

"I'm done playing, Teacher Lin. Shall we play something else?"

Lin Yan'an looked at the note in front of him, then at the familiar slyness in Zhong Wan's eyes, and a smile instantly appeared on his face.

He reached out and took the note, then wrote on it with a pen:

What does Wanwan want to play?

He naturally took the note, walked over to Zhong Wan, sat down next to her, and pushed it towards her.

What does Wanwan want to play?

A warm breath, accompanied by a muffled, deep male voice, entered Zhong Wan's ears.

She felt a sudden tingling sensation throughout her body, and her cheeks instantly flushed a light pink.

Zhong Wan discovered once again that whenever one of her senses weakened, the others seemed to be amplified instantly, especially her sense of touch, which seemed to be even more acute than before.

As he drew closer, it seemed as if her body's sensations towards him were amplified.

For example, right now, even though we know her hearing is impaired,

He continued to flirt with her at close range.

Clearly, Lin Yan'an had also noticed this, and he happily reached out to touch Zhong Wan's little face.

After receiving a glare from her, he laughed even harder.

"snort."

Zhong Wan raised her hand and put the pen on the table, standing up as she loudly declared, "I'm not playing with you anymore!"

The voice was loud and clear, and for a moment Zhong Wan felt her eardrums buzzing, let alone Lin Yan'an who was right next to her.

Feeling a little guilty, she glanced back furtively, only to find herself face-to-face with Lin Yan'an's smiling eyes.

Zhong Wan quickly turned around and ran upstairs.

Seeing her "puffed-up" figure, Lin Yan'an couldn't help but laugh and got up to follow her.

Although Zhong Wan couldn't hear the sounds behind her, she knew he was definitely following her.

She deliberately slowed her pace, glancing at the movements behind her out of the corner of her eye.

However, due to her diminished hearing and limited peripheral vision, she still couldn't find Lin Yan'an even after she reached the second floor.

Zhong Wan stood there angrily, hands on her hips.

Suddenly feeling something on her shoulder, Zhong Wan was startled. She instinctively turned her head to look and patted it.

But the next second, her hand was grabbed.

In that instant, she keenly guessed it was him!

"Lin Yan'an, you scared me!"

Zhong Wan turned around angrily and glared at Lin Yan'an.

Lin Yan'an held her small hand in one hand and gently stroked her head with the other.

"I'm sorry, it was my fault."

He explained with a smile, then pointed downstairs and mouthed, "Keep your voice down, Grandpa's resting."

"Uh-huh."

Zhong Wan nodded quickly, released Lin Yan'an's hand, walked to the railing, and cautiously looked down.

They breathed a sigh of relief after not seeing any other person.

She turned around, gave Lin Yan'an a haughty snort, and turned to leave.

But to her surprise, she was pulled into his arms the next second.

Zhong Wan smiled and reached out to wrap her arms around his neck, resting her head on his shoulder, and pointed to the room.

Lin Yan'an instantly understood, picked up the person, and went inside.

Instead of putting her on the bed, he carried her to the chair in his makeshift office and sat down.

After raising your hand to turn on the computer,

He wrapped his arms around Zhong Wan's body, and very naturally took her small hand, writing words stroke by stroke in her palm.

The itching sensation in her palms was much more pronounced than usual. Zhong Wan instinctively wanted to dodge, but she persevered.

She tried to concentrate, watching the movements of his hands and feeling the force coming from his palms.

I carefully examined the somewhat complex strokes.

[Let me show you some fun things.]

He wrote very slowly, almost constantly watching Zhong Wan's expression as he wrote.

Only after making sure she said the word did he continue writing the next one.

After Zhong Wan read the words together again, her curiosity was instantly piqued.

He opened his mouth, about to ask another question, when suddenly an idea struck him. He grinned at Lin Yan'an, grabbed his hand, and wrote something in his palm:

What's fun about it?

Lin Yan'an looked at Zhong Wan with doting eyes, appreciating the words she wrote.

Looking at her bright, sparkling eyes after she finished writing,

Lin Yan'an smiled and squeezed her small hand, then put one arm around her waist and guided her hand to rest on the mouse with the other.

Zhong Wan subconsciously followed his gaze and saw the cursor hovering over a folder.

That name...