Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

The next morning, sunlight slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the presidential suite and sprinkled on the chaebol couple who were sleeping in each other's arms. The soft light was like a golden veil, wrapping around their bodies that were attracted to each other.

Lin Lang woke up first and turned his head to look at Chu Yiren who was sleeping soundly beside him.

She curled up like a docile kitten, her long hair spread messily on the pillow, a few strands of hair stuck to her slightly flushed cheeks, and there was a faint smile at the corners of her mouth.

Chu Yiren's sleeping face is so beautiful that it is beyond words.

Lin Lang couldn't help but reach out his hand and gently brushed away the loose hair on her face. His fingertips touched the warmth of her skin, which was as soft as the finest silk.

Chu Yiren let out a moan, her eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Those beautiful eyes were still hazy from just waking up, and their watery light was sparkling. When they looked over, they looked like they were coated with a layer of honey.

"Good morning, husband!"

"Wake up, my little baby." Lin Lang chuckled, his voice was hoarse in the early morning, and it was indescribably gentle. He leaned over and gave Chu Yiren a gentle kiss on the forehead, "You were... exhausted last night, weren't you?"

Chu Yiren's cheeks flushed instantly. Thinking of the joy of last night, she glared at him in reproach and said in a soft voice, "It's all your fault... You're like a hungry wolf."

As she spoke, she shrank into the quilt, leaving only a pair of sparkling eyes looking at Lin Lang, shy but with a hint of charm.

Lin Lang was amused by Chu Yiren's shy look, and he reached out to hold her and the quilt in his arms.

"Okay, okay, blame me, blame me. It's all because I'm a pervert, okay?" Lin Lang lowered his head and rubbed Chu Yiren's nose, his tone full of pampering.

"Honey, it's so nice to see you as soon as I wake up and open my eyes." Chu Yiren snuggled into Lin Lang's arms coquettishly.

"Honey, are you hungry? Do you want to get up and have breakfast now? I'll ask the hotel waiter to bring breakfast up."

Chu Yiren shook her head, buried her face in Lin Lang's chest, and said sullenly: "You didn't let me sleep last night. Now I don't want to get up, so I just want to stay in your arms like this."

Lin Lang had a faint smell of tobacco mixed with his masculine scent, which made Chu Yiren feel particularly at ease.

Lin Lang laughed, raised his hand and gently rubbed Chu Yiren's hair, and said gently: "Okay, then I'll let you stay in my arms for a while, and then we can have breakfast on the plane."

Chu Yiren hummed, as if agreeing, but she still stayed in his arms and refused to move. Still feeling a little sleepy, she closed her eyes and wanted to take a nap.

Lin Lang looked down at the charming Chu Yiren in his arms, the love in his eyes almost overflowing, and said lovingly: "Go to sleep peacefully, we are on your Chu family's private plane anyway, it's okay to be late, you can catch up on some sleep."

"Yeah." Chu Yiren lifted one leg and placed it on Lin Lang's body, then fell asleep lazily and comfortably again.

Lin Lang just hugged Chu Yiren quietly, feeling her warmth and softness, looking at her sweet sleeping face, as if he was admiring a beautiful painting.

At this moment, the only sounds in the room were each other's breathing and the cooling sound of the central air conditioner. The air was filled with a lazy and sweet atmosphere, and everything seemed exceptionally beautiful.

After a long while, Chu Yiren woke up slowly and raised her head. She opened her charming big eyes and looked at Lin Lang's handsome face close at hand. She said with curved eyebrows, "Husband, why are you staring at me like this?"

Lin Lang stretched out his hand and pinched Chu Yiren's cheek, saying lovingly: "Because you are beautiful, my husband can't get enough of looking at you."

Chu Yiren looked at the light in Lin Lang's eyes, and felt warm in her heart. She pecked Lin Lang's lips lightly, her cheeks slightly red, but her voice was a little cunning, "Is it me who is pretty, or is it Zhou Mengyao who is pretty?"

Lin Lang smiled and replied: "All the girls I have out there are not as pretty as you, my wife."

"Humph, you're a liar. You just say nice things to coax me. If it's really like what you said, then why do you still go out and play with women?"

Lin Lang smiled and scratched Chu Yiren's nose, then changed the subject and said, "Wife, we should get up and wash up. You have to attend the completion ceremony of the Jiulongzhu Interchange Bridge with the city leaders this afternoon. We should fly back to Lihai early to avoid delaying business."

Chu Yiren looked at Lin Lang with sparkling eyes and a teasing smile, "Husband, you are changing the subject again. I find you are really cunning."

"Jizhei" means cunning and clever in Kyoto dialect.

Lin Lang raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly: "Wife, I will give you two choices now. One is that we get up, wash up and go to the airport, and the other is that we do it again. Which one do you choose?"

Chu Yiren replied without hesitation: "I am already very satisfied now, husband, please don't torment me anymore, okay? I choose to go to the airport after we wash up."

Lin Lang successfully changed the subject and kissed Chu Yiren hard on the cheek. Then he let go of Chu Yiren, opened the quilt and prepared to get out of bed, but was stopped by Chu Yiren, "Wait..."

Lin Lang was stunned for a moment, then asked, "What's wrong, wife?"

Unexpectedly, Chu Yiren smiled charmingly and sweetly and said, "You only kissed my right cheek, but you haven't kissed my left cheek yet?"

Lin Lang chuckled, rubbed Chu Yiren's hot earlobe with his fingertips, leaned over and rubbed her left cheek with his nose, and then gave her a gentle kiss: "Little greedy ghost."

When he stood up, he wrapped Chu Yiren in the quilt and rolled over, causing Chu Yiren to hug the quilt and kick his calf in anger.

The two of them went to the bathroom to wash up, laughing and joking, it was very warm and sweet.

While brushing her teeth, Chu Yiren dry-heaved twice and suddenly felt nauseous. Her hand holding the toothbrush stopped in mid-air and the toothpaste foam slid down the corners of her mouth.

The cool minty taste of the toothpaste could not suppress the sour feeling in my throat.

Chu Yiren subconsciously leaned over the sink, her knuckles gripping the edge of the marble until they turned white. After dry heaving, she straightened up with sweat on her forehead. As soon as her fingertips pressed against her sour stomach, another wave of nausea hit her.

The smell of toothpaste suddenly became pungent. She staggered to turn off the faucet and leaned against the tile wall to calm herself down. There were still drops of water on her eyelashes, and they were trembling slightly in the morning light.

Lin Lang was squeezing toothpaste. Hearing the sound, he turned his head to look at Chu Yiren, whose face was pale in the mirror. He turned the toothbrush in his mouth for half a circle and suddenly laughed out loud: "Wife, are you pregnant with our baby?"

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Chu Yiren was leaning on the sink to calm down. When she heard this, she was slightly startled. Her eyelashes trembled like frightened butterfly wings. She said weakly: "Uh... can't it be possible?"

Before she could finish her words, she felt nauseous again. She frowned and quickly rinsed her mouth with warm water in the toothbrush holder. The morning sickness reaction was slightly relieved.

Lin Lang held a toothbrush in his mouth, gently stroked Chu Yiren's back, and teased vaguely: "Wife, why do I feel like you are having morning sickness?"

"I think you are the one who is having morning sickness. How can you not feel anything whether you are pregnant or not? You just feel sick from brushing your teeth." Chu Yiren lightly punched Lin Lang with her pink fist.

Then, a system notification sound suddenly rang in Lin Lang's mind: "Congratulations, host! Chu Yiren has successfully conceived the fruit of your love, and it is a pair of twins!"

After receiving the system prompt, Lin Lang was so excited that he almost swallowed his toothbrush. He pretended to be calm and reached out to grab Chu Yiren's wrist, laughing and said, "Wife, let me feel your pulse and I'll know if you are pregnant."

Chu Yiren's eyes narrowed into smiling crescents, and she said expectantly, "Great, if I'm really pregnant, it would be a great joy."

Lin Lang's fingertips trembled, but he deliberately put on a stern face and pretended to be an old Chinese doctor. He placed his index and middle fingers on Chu Yiren's pulse, and his Adam's apple rolled violently with ecstasy.

The warm yellow light from the bathroom fell on Lin Lang's drooping eyelashes, casting tiny shadows. He felt Chu Yiren's pulse beating lightly under his fingertips, and with the skill of [Traditional Chinese Medicine's Winning Hand], he found out that Chu Yiren was indeed pregnant.

Excited heart, trembling hands.

Lin Lang suppressed his inner ecstasy, pondered for a moment, and suddenly laughed softly: "Wife, this pulse is as smooth as flowing beads, it's definitely a happy pulse!"

"Hehe...is this true? Hubby, you can't joke about this kind of thing." Chu Yiren bit her lower lip with delight, and retracted her wrist because of the heat from Lin Lang's fingertips.

Lin Lang threw the toothbrush in his mouth into the sink, kissed Chu Yiren on the cheek with his mouth full of toothpaste foam, and hugged Chu Yiren and said excitedly: "Wife, I'm not kidding you, you are really pregnant, you are pregnant with my baby!"

Chu Yiren was stunned for a moment after hearing this. She couldn't believe that she was pregnant. But when she saw Lin Lang's happy expression, she subconsciously stroked her flat belly and smiled sweetly, "Really? Honey, am I really pregnant?"

"Really, really! It's absolutely true, more real than pearls! Wife, you are really pregnant with our baby!" Lin Lang squatted down while speaking and pressed his ear against Chu Yiren's lower abdomen through her silk nightgown.

Chu Yiren's heart was filled with happiness at this moment. She stroked Lin Lang's hair and smiled sweetly: "Husband, are you stupid? I just got pregnant. What can you hear in my belly?"

Lin Lang couldn't let go and kissed Chu Yiren on her belly. When he looked up, his eyes were surprisingly bright, as if they were full of broken stars. "Wife, your belly is really good. I calculated with my fingers and found that you are pregnant with twins."

"Really?" Chu Yiren exclaimed with her hands covering her mouth, tears of excitement flashing in her big, kazilan eyes.

Lin Lang stood up again, hugged Chu Yiren tightly in his arms, and laughed: "Of course it's true, my husband's nickname is Lin Banxian, not only did I calculate that you are pregnant with twins, but also a boy and a girl!"

Chu Yiren burst into tears of joy after hearing this. She snuggled in Lin Lang's arms, feeling the joy of being a mother for the first time. She said with tears in her eyes and a smile: "That's great, I'm going to be a mother, hehe..."

The ecstasy in Lin Lang's eyes almost overflowed. He gently stroked Chu Yiren's back and reminded her: "Wife, from today on, you are the key protected person. You, a strong woman, must pay attention to taking care of the baby and don't get tired!"

"I understand, husband. You can never make enough money. The baby in my belly is the most important thing now. Soon we can live happily together as a family of four."

Chu Yiren was immersed in the joy of her new pregnancy, and her voice trembled slightly with excitement.

Lin Lang lowered his head and kissed away the tears from Chu Yiren's eyes. "Wife, after our baby is born, the huge Chu residence will not be as deserted as it is now."

"Honey, I love you! You always give me surprises. Thank you for letting me get pregnant with twins, a boy and a girl." Chu Yiren smiled sweetly with joy.

"Wife, I love you more because of your belly."

Chu Yiren stuck out her tongue and smiled: "You reap what you sow, it's your love that's so powerful, hehe..."

At this moment, even the taste of toothpaste in Lin Lang's mouth was wrapped in sweetness. He hugged Chu Yiren's warm body tightly, immersed in this joy full of surprise and love.