Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Pan Xiaoting was pulled by Lin Lang to the bedroom. Her steps were a little unsteady and her little face was flushed with shyness.

When passing by the entrance, she secretly glanced back at the dining table. Zhou Mengyao was winking at her, while Mu Xuelan lowered her head and smiled with the corners of her lips pursed, and the blush on her cheeks crept up again.

In front of Zhou Mengyao and Mu Xuelan, she was led out of the restaurant by Lin Lang's hand.

Every step Lin Lang took holding her hand seemed to be stepping on her heart.

Pan Xiaoting, feeling extremely shy, muttered softly, "It's a bit bad for us to go back to the bedroom and do something bad so openly, isn't it?"

Lin Lang replied nonchalantly, "What's wrong with that? Didn't Xue Man just come out of the house? What are you afraid of?"

After entering the bedroom, the moment the door was gently closed, Pan Xiaoting was pushed against the door panel by Lin Lang.

His breath brushed against Pan Xiaoting's nose, and his fingertips gently pinched her burning earlobe: "Baby, you behaved well at the dinner table just now. Now you dare to call me husband in front of them?"

Pan Xiaoting's eyelashes trembled like a frightened butterfly, and her small hand pressed against Lin Lang's chest and gently pushed: "Brother Lang... No, husband... Sister Mengyao is still outside!"

"What are you afraid of?" Lin Lang lowered his head and kissed the corner of Pan Xiaoting's lips, his voice low and hoarse, "They all understand."

Pan Xiaoting's breathing became disordered. She smiled sweetly and charmingly, "Husband, you've been expending all morning. Do you still have the energy to pay my dues?"

Lin Lang caressed Pan Xiaoting's slightly red face and teased her with a smile, "It's not like you haven't tried how strong your husband is."

Pan Xiaoting rubbed her cheek against Lin Lang's palm and said coquettishly like a kitten, "Honey, I really missed you! I was playing nine-ball in the United States and missed the opportunity to go back home and watch you win the China-US Sanda Championship. I couldn't even cheer you on in person."

Lin Lang smiled and said, "I received a text message from you cheering me on before the game. You brought me luck, and I ended up winning the game!"

"Hehe...husband, you're so awesome! You knocked out your opponent with just one punch!"

Lin Lang pinched Pan Xiaoting's collagen-filled face, raised his eyebrows and said with a wicked smile: "My husband's greatest skill is in bed. This afternoon, I will help you relieve your longing for me."

"Hate it, husband, you are bad. I like you, but I am not obsessed with your ability in bed."

Lin Lang traced Pan Xiaoting's lip line with his fingertips, a smile in his eyes: "Baby, you love me and my dog ​​too. You like me as a person, but you still like my ability in bed."

"Oh, honey, you make me feel shy. I just miss you, not that I want you to work hard in my bed."

Lin Lang couldn't help but laugh and said, "Then this method is the most direct and effective way to ease your longing for me!"

Pan Xiaoting's heart trembled at Lin Lang's words. The scent of Mu Xuelan's perfume was still on his body, mixed with his unique hormonal scent, wrapping her tightly like a soft net.

She suddenly stood on tiptoe and nudged Lin Lang's chin with the tip of her nose, her voice soft and sticky: "Then...husband, how are you going to pay my dues?"

"Baby, what do you think?" Lin Lang chuckled and leaned over, resting his forehead against hers. As they looked into each other's affectionate eyes, he could see his own shadow in her pupils.

Pan Xiaoting deliberately tilted her head and blinked, hugged Lin Lang tightly, and said with a playful smile: "Husband, I'm not as lustful as you, always thinking about those embarrassing things. I just want you to be with me. I'm happy no matter what we do."

Lin Lang's heart was warmed by Pan Xiaoting's lovely appearance, and he couldn't help but kiss her slightly pouting red lips.

"My dear wife, you are my happy pill. I am happy when I see you."

Pan Xiaoting's fingertips gently twirled the third button of Lin Lang's shirt. Her voice was like honey, but with a hint of jealousy: "So, husband, were you happy with Sister Xueman this morning?"

Lin Lang looked down at the pink at the corners of Pan Xiaoting's eyes, his Adam's apple rolling slightly. He reached out and tucked the strands of hair behind her ear: "What, are you jealous?"

Pan Xiaoting denied it, "No, I'm not jealous. I was secretly dating you, and Sister Xueman didn't blame me when she found out. How could I be jealous of her?"

"If you're not jealous, why are you asking me if I'm happy with Xue Man?"

"I'm just asking, if you don't want to tell me, forget it."

Lin Lang scratched Pan Xiaoting's nose and said with a smile, "There's nothing to hide. Xue Man and I are very happy together. We're college classmates, so it's normal for us to have such a good relationship!"

Pan Xiaoting leaned in Lin Lang's arms, pouting and saying coquettishly, "Sister Xueman is your university belle Bai Yueguang, and Sister Mengyao is your high school belle Bai Yueguang. Among the three of us, I have the lowest status in your heart, right?"

Lin Lang coaxed gently, "You can't say that. Loving someone has nothing to do with the length of time you've been together. Even though we've been together for a short time, am I good to you? Don't you know whether I love you or not?"

"Hehe...Hubby, you are really good to me." Pan Xiaoting buried her face in Lin Lang's arms, feeling his strong heartbeat.

Lin Lang held Pan Xiaoting's soft body in his arms and whispered in her ear, breathing heavily, "Baby, when we were eating in the restaurant just now, I saw you peeling shrimp shells, with oil on the corners of your lips, and I wanted to press you down on the tablecloth and kiss you."

"Hate it, husband, what are you talking about?"

Although she was scolding him, Pan Xiaoting's fingertips went half an inch inside along Lin Lang's waistline. When she touched the warm skin, her ears turned red.

"Baby, it would be more interesting to rape you in front of them!" He bit Pan Xiaoting's earlobe and whispered, his breath hot.

Pan Xiaoting's heart trembled at these words. She shrank into his arms, her nose touching his collarbone, and said with a sweet laugh, "Then...then I'm so embarrassed. Aren't you afraid that Sister Mengyao and Sister Xueman will get jealous?"

Lin Lang's grip around Pan Xiaoting's waist suddenly tightened, and he smiled and replied, "I was just afraid they'd get jealous, so I've been holding back until now. Shouldn't you compensate me?"

"Huh, husband, you wanted to kiss me to take advantage of me, so why do you want me to compensate you?"

"Baby, don't be so ungrateful. Women who want your husband to take advantage of them should line up now."

"In that case, I have to use all my skills to tie your heart, my husband." Pan Xiaoting took the initiative to kiss Lin Lang the moment he lowered his head slightly.

The kiss was quick and soft, like a sudden rain falling on a newly opened flower petal.

Lin Lang was stunned for half a second, then he began to kiss Pan Xiaoting back uncontrollably, with a bit of patient indulgence.

Pan Xiaoting turned her longing for Lin Lang after not seeing him for so many days into the warmth between her lips and teeth, and kissed Lin Lang passionately. There was no kissing technique, only emotion.

Lin Lang's hand gently pressed on the back of Pan Xiaoting's neck, his fingertips running through her soft hair, feeling the trembling of the person in his arms.

He could feel that Pan Xiaoting was kissing him a little anxiously, with a bit of panic for fear of losing him, like a lost deer that finally found its way home.

Lin Lang felt the soft body in his arms, slowed down the pace of kissing Pan Xiaoting, and gently pressed her against the door panel. His kiss seemed to be a patient comfort, with a bit of love that made him unable to let go.

Pan Xiaoting hugged Lin Lang tighter. At the moment when Lin Lang held her in his arms and kissed her, she suddenly felt that all the waiting was worth it.

The fingers that were gripping Lin Lang's shirt slowly tightened, and her strength gradually weakened. Lin Lang's kisses made her breathing irregular. If she hadn't been pressed against the door panel, her legs would have gone weak from the kisses.

She closed her eyes and snuggled into Lin Lang's arms, responding to his kiss passionately and feeling his irresistible tenderness.

As they were kissing, Lin Lang suddenly reached out and picked up Pan Xiaoting sideways.

"Ah!" Pan Xiaoting exclaimed, subconsciously hugged his neck, and her whole body lost weight in an instant.

"Hubby, put me down quickly. The bed is so close to the door, just a few steps away." She twisted in Lin Lang's arms, but he held her tighter.

"I can't bear to let go. I haven't hugged my dear wife for many days, so I'm a little slow." Lin Lang lowered his head and kissed her on the top of her head, his voice filled with laughter.

Pan Xiaoting's heart felt like it was tickled by a feather, and she felt both sour and tender. She said sweetly, "Hubby, I've missed you so much that I've lost my appetite and even lost weight. Next time, don't be away from me for so many days!"

As he spoke, Lin Lang had already carried Pan Xiaoting to the bedside and gently placed her on the soft big bed.

Pan Xiaoting's back sank into the soft quilt, and she clutched the sheets shyly. She saw Lin Lang looking down at her with eyes so gentle that they could drown people.

Lin Lang sat on the edge of the bed. He didn't rush to pounce on Pan Xiaoting. Instead, he raised his hand to touch her red cheek and said with a wicked smile, "Baby, you look so beautiful from this angle!"

Pan Xiaoting watched Lin Lang's Adam's apple rolling and heard his heartbeat like a drum. She couldn't help but smile and said, "Hubby, I can see that you can't control yourself anymore. Don't pretend that you are not so impatient in front of me."

"Ha, now that you, a little devil, have seen through me, my perverted tail is about to be exposed." Lin Lang pinched Pan Xiaoting's cheek and looked at her with eyes full of love.

Pan Xiaoting bit her lip and smiled, then she took Lin Lang's hand and fell into her arms, giggling sweetly, "Hubby, kiss me quickly, I can't wait!"

This sentence was like a fuse, instantly igniting the ambiguity in the air.

Pan Xiaoting's eyelashes were still trembling slightly, but her eyes were surprisingly bright, like a lake filled with stars.

Lin Lang placed a cherished kiss on her brow, then the charming end of her eyes, the tip of her nose, and finally stopped at the corner of her lips.

He did not deepen the kiss immediately, but just kissed Pan Xiaoting gently, as if he was tasting a piece of fragile candy.

Pan Xiaoting's heart was beating so fast that it was about to explode. She took the initiative to deepen the kiss.

All the longing for each other during the absence of meeting, all the tossing and turning in the middle of the night, now turned into a warm current flowing into the heart, making Pan Xiaoting kiss Lin Lang with great passion, almost infatuated.

The kiss was passionate and natural, like a vine finally wrapping around a long-awaited tree trunk.

Lin Lang's breathing stagnated, and he no longer maintained his restrained gentleness. He began to kiss Pan Xiaoting wildly and wantonly, plundering the sweet breath between her lips and teeth.

Pan Xiaoting closed her eyes, and there was a little moisture on her eyelashes.

She raised her hands and hugged Lin Lang's neck, pushing herself deeper into him, as if to fill the void of these days with this kiss.

The sunlight shone through the gauze curtains, casting a soft halo on their embracing figures. Tiny dust particles floated in the air, and even time seemed to slow down.