Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Lin Lang smiled but said nothing. He just raised his eyebrows slightly, with a faint arc at the corner of his mouth. There was some playfulness and carefreeness in his eyes. He neither admitted that he was a scumbag, nor did he deny it.

Afterwards, Lin Lang took a sip of the drink, as if Li Meng's teasing was just an insignificant joke. In this half-answer, there was a different kind of mystery and charm.

Li Meng shook the red wine glass and looked at Lin Lang with a teasing tone.

"My little nephew Zongbao, don't think you can get away with this. You are evading the question with a smile. Do you think you have something to hide? Do you admit that you are a heartless person?"

Lin Lang had an uninhibited smile on his face, and replied casually: "Eighth aunt, please don't joke with me. I just can't bear to see the sufferings of the world, and I want to save all the people who are destined to be with me."

"Women in this world are like stars, each with their own brilliance and sorrow. My nephew is compassionate and is only lending a helping hand, comforting her heart with warm words, and alleviating her worries with companionship. What's wrong with that?"

"If this is considered a scumbag, then my nephew's 'sin' will be hard to wash away. I can only lament that my chivalrous heart has been misunderstood to such an extent."

After saying this, Lin Lang shook his head slightly, as if lamenting the unfairness of fate, but in fact there was even more mockery in his eyes.

Li Meng didn't expect that Lin Lang would take advantage of a joke with her to generously admit that he was a scumbag, and he was even able to whitewash himself with just a few words. It can be seen that he has great eloquence and emotional intelligence.

So, Li Meng continued to tease, "Look at your romantic and dashing appearance, there seems to be endless love hidden between your eyebrows and eyes, you must have many stories in the love field."

"Tell me, my nephew, how many beauties have been saddened by your presence?"

After saying that, Li Meng stared at Lin Lang with her beautiful eyes, as if trying to find the answer from his face.

Lin Lang coughed lightly, his smile still on his face, but he pretended to be deep in his eyes and said, "Eighth Aunt, matters of love are like the twinkling stars, how can they be counted?"

"I have only met you ladies a few times on my journey of life. We may have admired the spring flowers and autumn moons together, or experienced some storms together. When we parted, I may feel melancholy, but it is all arranged by fate."

"I just hope that they will remember that there was a different time in the future, instead of being filled with sorrow. As for the idea of ​​sadness, I don't deserve it. It's just a few ripples in the long river of time."

When Lin Lang said this, he looked at Li Meng calmly, as if he had no guilt in his heart, but in fact, he cleverly blurred the focus in his words, showing his high emotional intelligence.

Li Meng smiled lightly with her hands covering her lips, her eyes full of ambiguity.

"My little nephew, your behavior as a scumbag is really unique. You are so blatant and open-minded. Have you cultivated the word 'scum' into a unique art?"

"Aunt Eight, you are joking. I am not worthy of your kindness."

Li Meng looked into Lin Lang's deep black eyes and playfully replied, "Ordinary scumbags are always evasive, but you can turn it into a series of seemingly affectionate pasts. If those women knew your sweet talk, I don't know whether they should be annoyed or laugh."

Lin Lang smiled lightly, picked up his chopsticks, and said leisurely: "Eighth Aunt, the delicious food is in front of you, don't let it lose its heat and fragrance. Such delicacies should be savored while they are fresh, so as not to let down the hard work of the chef."

"Love is ethereal and cannot be as substantial as food. Let's fill the empty stomach first, and then we can think of other things later."

While Lin Lang was speaking, he picked up a piece of food and placed it in Li Meng's bowl. He looked calm and composed, as if he had completely forgotten Li Meng's teasing words.

Li Meng knew that Lin Lang was trying to change the subject, so she picked up her chopsticks and said with a smile, "Forget it, forget it. Auntie, let's see when you, a playboy in love, can really settle down and find the true lover who can conquer you."

Lin Lang looked at her with burning eyes and affection, and said slowly: "Eighth Aunt, when the beauty smiles, she is like a flower in full bloom in spring, bright and delicate, and I am afraid that she has the charm to captivate all living beings, making people feel sentimental and unable to restrain themselves."

After saying this, Lin Lang leaned forward slightly, his smile deepened, and his eyes were full of ambiguity.

Li Meng was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "Zongbao's sweet words, could it be that he has some inappropriate thoughts about Bagu?"

"Although Eighth Aunt is quite pretty, she is not an ignorant girl. My nephew is praising her like this, but is he just joking and trying to confuse her?"

Lin Lang's eyes were smiling, "In the play, it's Bagu, dignified and gentle, making Zongbao respect her but unable to resist getting close to her."

"Outside the stage, there are all kinds of wonderful places waiting for me and Auntie to explore together. The world is long and winding, and the fate outside the stage is more fascinating than that in the stage, isn't it?"

Li Meng could tell that Lin Lang was flirting with her, so she smiled and said, "Humph, Ba Gu is not someone who will be easily fooled. You'd better not play with fire with words, or you will get burned."

Lin Lang raised his eyebrows slightly and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"But I am not afraid of being burned by the flames. To me, the fire of Auntie is like a bright lamp in the sea of ​​love. The more it burns, the more it attracts my nephew to come closer."

"Not to mention setting myself on fire, even if it's a sea of ​​fire or a mountain of knives, I'm willing to go through fire and water as long as I can make Eighth Aunt smile."

"Even if Eighth Aunt has a thousand kinds of determination, I will definitely knock a crack of love on this solid ice and see how the tenderness hidden deep in my heart can flow."

As Lin Lang spoke, his eyes were burning and he stared straight at Li Meng, refusing to look away even a little.

Li Meng was somewhat attracted by Lin Lang, and she met his gaze with affectionate eyes.

When their eyes met, love was overflowing.

Li Meng's eyes were full of charm, as if she was smiling but not laughing, but her shyness and excitement could not be concealed as she moved her eyes, and she pursed her red lips slightly.

"Alang, you are full of sweet words, just like the flowers in spring, which seem gorgeous, but in fact, you need to beware of the thorns. How could I, Sister Meng, be easily bewitched by your sweet words and fall for your tricks?"

Although Li Meng said this, her slightly trembling eyelashes and slightly reddening ears quietly revealed the waves in her heart.

"Sister Meng, your face has turned red, just like a ripe peach, so beautiful and tempting. Could it be that the emotions in your heart are surging, which is why your face is so red?"

"Uh...is my face red?" Li Meng covered her hot cheeks with her hands.

"Sister Meng, just now you said you were not afraid of my sweet words, why are you so shy now? Did I poke the soft spot in your heart?"

Lin Lang's eyes were full of mischief and complacency, and he leaned forward slightly, wanting to see Li Meng's expression more clearly.

Li Meng replied shyly: "Okay, okay! I won't talk nonsense with you anymore. Isn't it good enough that you are good at talking?"

Lin Lang used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of cold pork nugget for Li Meng, "Sister Meng, eat this to nourish you."

"Ha...Alang, you are so bad!"

"You actually told me to eat pigs to make up for my bulge. Are you mocking me for being ugly like Zhu Bajie?"

"No, no, no."

"Sister Meng looks like Chang'e, and I look like Zhu Bajie, hehe..."

"Alang, if Zhu Bajie was as handsome as you, the girls who want to marry him would have to line up!"

After hearing what Li Meng said, Lin Lang deliberately pretended to be distressed, "Being too popular with women is also a kind of trouble."

"Alang, you are quite narcissistic and always like to talk nonsense. Are you going to eat your meal or not? If you keep joking like this, the food will get cold."

Lin Lang hurriedly served Li Meng a bowl of soup, "Sister Meng, drink some soup to moisten your throat first. I ordered this soup especially for you. It's just like my feelings for you, rich and warm."

Li Meng took the bowl of soup and said angrily, "Your kindness is almost overwhelming me. I'm afraid my little boat can't bear it."

"Sister Meng's boat is indestructible. No matter how much I love you, it can't satisfy you. I just hope Sister Meng can leave a corner for me." Lin Lang looked at Li Meng affectionately.

Li Meng lowered her head, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, "Alang, are you blatantly flirting with me?"

Lin Lang smirked, leaning back slightly, but his eyes were fixed on Li Meng, "Sister Meng, how am I flirting with you?"

"I am just speaking the truth to express my appreciation and yearning for beautiful things. Sister Meng, you exude an irresistible charm. I am just an ordinary person and I can't help myself."

"Does Sister Meng think that my pure feelings are teasing? That's really unfair to me. I'm clearly approaching you, the goddess, devoutly."

Li Meng raised her eyebrows and snorted, "The goddess can only be admired from afar and not played with. Your words and actions make me feel that you have ulterior motives and want to use sweet words to deceive and play with me?"

"Tell me, Alang, do you want to play with me?" Li Meng tilted her head and looked at Lin Lang playfully, as if she could see through Lin Lang.

Lin Lang quickly waved his hands, his face full of grievance and innocence.

"Sister Meng, you really wronged me. How could I have any intention of teasing you?"

"I... I just want to have a sweet and friendly interaction with you, feel your wisdom and agility by your side, and absorb your pleasant breath like the spring breeze. That's all.

"Alang, you are so good! You make it sound so sanctimonious that you want to take advantage of me."

Lin Lang clasped his hands together and looked at Li Meng pitifully, "Sister Meng, swear to God, if I had that kind of thought, just let me go out and slip on a banana peel."

Li Meng chuckled, "Looking at you like that, okay, okay, I'll trust you for once."

Lin Lang's eyes lit up, "Sister Meng is really kind-hearted, where are we going to play after dinner?

"Alang, it's too obvious that you're targeting me. Are you subtly trying to ask me out to get a room?"

Li Meng narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, staring at Lin Lang with a smile, as if she wanted to see through his true intentions deep in his heart.

Lin Lang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, "Sister Meng, you think too much, I just want to play with you for a while after dinner."

Li Meng snorted and retorted coquettishly: "Cut it out! Who knows what you have in mind? I think you want to play a trick on me!"

Lin Lang half-jokingly replied: "Originally I had no evil thoughts towards Sister Meng, but after hearing what you said, I will secretly ask you, Sister Meng, are you having fun?"

After hearing this, Li Meng's face flushed red and she bit her red lips, "Alang, you are so frivolous! If I answer that it's fun, you want to play with me, right?"