Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Lin Lang was amused by Yao Beina's straightforward and naive words and laughed out loud. The vibration of his chest was transmitted through their bodies, making Yao Beina's cheeks even hotter.

He raised his hand to brush away the sweat-soaked hair on Yao Beina's forehead, and rubbed her burning earlobes with his fingertips. His voice was as deep as if soaked in honey: "What do you think? Of course, the bed lesson is about a young girl turning into a young woman!"

Yao Beina felt uneasy when Lin Lang looked at her, and her eyelashes fluttered like a frightened butterfly.

She wanted to move away, but Lin Lang held her waist tightly, so she was forced to look up and see the smile in his eyes filled with deep affection.

The next second, Lin Lang's kiss came down. It was no longer the light touch like a chicken pecking at rice. It was more aggressive and irresistible. As they rubbed against each other, he swept away all her sweet breath.

Yao Beina's hand was against his chest, initially with a hint of rejection, but later her strength weakened, and her fingertips unconsciously clenched his shirt, causing her breathing to become shallow and hot.

Lin Lang noticed Yao Beina softening and kissed her more gently, as if he was tasting the most beautiful sweetness in the world.

Yao Beina red lips

Until she was almost out of breath, he pulled away a little, put his nose against hers, and asked in a hoarse voice: "You will soon become my woman, are you afraid?"

Yao Beina's eyes were red, and her lower lip was moist and shiny from being kissed. She shook her head, then nodded, her voice sticky: "Yes, a little..."

Before she could finish her words, Lin Lang kissed the corner of her lips again, causing her to flinch, but she heard him chuckle: "There's no point in being afraid. It was you who took the initiative to come to me today."

Lin Lang's hand slid down Yao Beina's waistline, his fingertips caressing her waist through the fabric of her skirt, causing her to tremble slightly and shrink into his arms.

"Husband..." She called out subconsciously, with a hint of begging for mercy, the ending tone was long and sweet.

Lin Lang's Adam's apple rolled, and he lowered his head to kiss her neck, leaving a light red mark.

"Hmm? Trying to cheat?" He deliberately rubbed Yao Beina's skin with his stubble. Seeing her wince in itchiness, the smile in his eyes grew even wider. "Who was it that just now said I'd call you husband for life? And now you want to run away?"

"I didn't..." Yao Beina defended herself, but she hooked her hands around Lin Lang's neck, buried her face in his neck, and said in a muffled voice, "It's just... I just feel that our relationship is developing too fast..."

"Baby, from the first time I saw you and you smiled at me, I wanted to do this." Lin Lang held Yao Beina's face, looked into her eyes seriously, and gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips.

His kiss fell again, this time with great patience, biting and grinding bit by bit, from the corner of the lips to the earlobe, and then to the collarbone, leaving a trail of wet marks.

Yao Beina was so weak from Lin Lang's kiss that she could only hold on to his shoulders to keep her balance.

She could feel the tenseness of his body and his restrained breathing. Her heart was beating as if it was about to explode, but she couldn't bear to push him away.

"Bad husband, the first time I saw you smile, you were the CEO of the co-organizer of Super Girl and the owner of a music company. It was a polite smile, not an attempt to seduce you."

"Oh? Did I misunderstand?" Lin Lang smiled evilly.

"Humph, you scumbag rich businessman, do you want to carry a beautiful woman to your bed just because you see her smiling at you?"

"Haha, honey, you're exaggerating. I'm not as lustful as you say."

Yao Beina blushed and said coquettishly, "You did. Secretary Gu and you were having an affair. I just found out. There's still a lipstick stain from Secretary Gu on the collar of your shirt."

Lin Lang smiled and denied, "Wife, you rubbed the lipstick stain on my shirt, didn't you?"

Yao Beina punched Lin Lang's chest lightly with her pink fist and scolded him, "No, when I walked in, I saw Secretary Gu's lipstick stain on your shirt collar. And my lipstick is a different color than the one on your shirt collar."

In order to change the subject, Lin Lang suddenly picked up Yao Beina sideways, causing her to scream and quickly hug his neck.

"Hubby! What are you doing?"

"I'll take you to bed class," he bent down and kissed the tip of Yao Beina's nose, then walked steadily towards the sofa, his tone carrying a hint of frivolous teasing, "I can't let my wife stand and suffer, right?"

Yao Beina blushed and hugged Lin Lang's neck tightly, but when he gently put her on the sofa, she subconsciously hooked her hands around his collar.

"Honey, you don't want to do it right in the office, do you?"

Lin Lang looked at Yao Beina's red eyes and slightly open lips, leaned in close, his nose almost touching hers, and said in a low and gentle voice: "The sofa in my office is so spacious, there is enough space for the two of us to toss around."

"But what if someone knocks on the door and our ambiguous relationship is discovered?" Yao Beina bit her lip and nodded slightly. The shyness in her eyes concealed an unconcealable expectation.

"No one came to the office to see me this morning, don't worry." Lin Lang's voice was filled with a smile, and his breath fell on her nose, clear and hot.

He didn't lean over immediately, but just gently rolled Yao Beina's delicate red lips with his fingertips, watching her lips tremble slightly under his fingertips, like petals covered with morning dew.

"Hubby, how many female artists from our company have you pushed down on this big sofa?"

"Hey...wife, are you gossiping about my privacy again?"

Lin Lang deliberately slowed down his voice, with a lazy smile at the end of his voice, but his gaze slid from the red corners of Yao Beina's eyes to her fair and slender neck, where there was still a strawberry mark of the kiss he had just left.

Yao Beina sniffed the faint scent of tobacco on Lin Lang, her heart beating like it was about to explode. She blushed and said coquettishly, "Now I finally understand why you bought such a large and comfortable sofa in the office. It turns out it was so that you could push down the female artists in the company anytime, anywhere."

Lin Lang was amused by Yao Beina's words and said in a wronged tone, "Baby, you are really wronging me. I bought a large and comfortable sofa so that I can take a nap at the company occasionally. It's not what you think."

"Hubby, you're lying. The more you explain, the more you get smuggled in. You wouldn't have slept with all the female artists in the company, would you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, my husband is not that casual."

"Bullshit, you're trying to turn me from a young girl into a young woman on the very day under the pretext of giving me my first love experience. I think you're not a human being if you're being casual."

"Haha, my dear wife, please don't speak so badly of me. If I weren't a scumbag, how would our story happen? How was our daughter born?"

Yao Beina felt hot all over when Lin Lang looked at her, and her fingers subconsciously clenched his collar. The body temperature that came through the folds of the fabric made her fingertips numb.

"Husband, are you just making empty promises to me? Can I really give you a daughter?"

Lin Lang caressed Yao Beina's hot cheek and said affectionately, "I didn't promise you anything. From the day you signed up for Super Girl, the day you and I indirectly crossed paths, it was destined that your fate would be changed by meeting me."

"Hubby, you are so good at making girls happy. I am completely lost in your sweet talk."

"Haha, baby, I can let you taste the taste of heaven." Lin Lang lowered his head and bit her earlobe. The shy Yao Beina shrank into his arms.

"Bad husband..." Her voice was stuck in her throat, a little breathy.

"Oh? What's wrong with your husband?" Lin Lang asked knowingly, breathing in the virgin fragrance on her body, his breathing so heavy that he could hardly control himself.

"Hubby...you...you are bad in every way. You didn't even lock the office door, and you dared to carry me to the bed and do something bad."

In the small space, their intertwined breaths turned into sticky honey.

"Then I'll go lock the door so you can feel at ease." Lin Lang grinned, his voice full of temptation, and ran his fingers through Yao Beina's hair.

Yao Beina shyly replied: "Okay, husband, go and lock the door. I'm really afraid that our colleagues at the company will find out about us and spread gossips, saying that I'm shameless and seduced the boss."

"Okay, then I'll go lock the office door now." Lin Lang chuckled, kissed the corner of her lips, then hurriedly stood up and locked the office door.

It is worth mentioning that Lin Lang did not use his mental superpowers to lock the door because he did not want to expose his superpowers in front of Yao Beina for the time being.

He walked anxiously and quickly returned to the sofa. Yao Beina had already sat up and was curled up in the corner of the sofa, her whole body trembling with nervousness.

She watched Lin Lang hurriedly walk towards her, blushing, lowering her head and counting on her fingers, and whispered with disordered breathing: "Husband, do you...do you have any contraceptive products in your office?"

Lin Lang replied: "No, what's the matter?"

Yao Beina said shyly, "I'm still recording my first music album and my career is on the rise. If you get me pregnant, wouldn't I miss out on the excitement of winning Super Girl? And you'll have to keep me in your golden house and have me give birth to a child somewhere else?"

Lin Lang sat next to Yao Beina, raised his hand and stroked her red face, and could feel her heart beating so fast that it seemed like it was about to burst out.

"Don't worry, baby, today is your safe period, it's not that easy to get pregnant."

"Uh... I don't know what the safe period is. Honey, please don't lie to me." Her trembling voice was swallowed by Lin Lang's kiss.

When he bent down and kissed Yao Beina, the smile in his eyes was mixed with strong emotions. He could no longer suppress his impulse and was eager to possess her.

Yao Beina's breathing stagnated, she subconsciously hugged Lin Lang tightly, and couldn't help but start kissing him back.

This kiss was irresistibly aggressive, burning from the lips and teeth all the way down, making even the air scorching hot.

Yao Beina could feel the muscles in Lin Lang's arms tense as he held her. It was not until her back touched the soft sofa cushion that she realized she had completely fallen.

Lin Lang was like a madman, kissing Yao Beina wildly and unscrupulously. His eyes were flashing with the fire of love soaked in honey, so hot and strong that it could not be melted.

"Baby, it's not too late for you to regret now. If you continue, it will be a fait accompli and you can only be my concubine for the rest of your life." Lin Lang kissed Yao Beina's cheek and earlobe, and said with his last bit of rationality.

Yao Beina's eyes were blurred, her eyelashes trembled, and she suddenly raised her hands to hook Lin Lang's neck and hugged him tightly in her arms.

"I have no regrets. I want to be your little wife for the rest of my life. Please make me your woman now." Her voice was as light as a sigh, mixed with her hot breath.

Lin Lang chuckled, kissed her hard on the lips, and replied vaguely: "Yes, my wife."

Yao Beina didn't resist at all. Her courage to throw herself into a flame like a moth had not faded yet. At this moment, she was being kissed wildly by Lin Lang on the sofa, and she felt a kind of sweetness of having nothing left to lose.

"Hubby..." she muttered in a trembling voice, "Will the bed class... be too difficult?"

"It's not difficult." Lin Lang lowered his head and bit her earlobe, his voice hoarse. "I teach slowly, but you learn quickly."

After hearing this, Yao Beina slowly closed her hazy eyes, with moisture still on her eyelashes. She hugged Lin Lang back with one hand, and unconsciously grasped the leather of the sofa with the other hand, letting Lin Lang manipulate her in a daze.

The fire in Lin Lang's eyes burned even more fiercely.

He didn't say anything else, just lowered his head and kissed her. This time, his kiss was full of the momentum of a prairie fire, and also with the gentleness of a determination to win.

"Hubby...I love you!" Her voice was tearful, but she kept snuggling into Lin Lang's arms.

"Be good, you'll learn it quickly." Lin Lang's voice was both coaxing and deceiving, completely stealing Yao Beina's heart, and also winning her over at this moment.

Yao Beina's nerves were all tense, she was both nervous and expectant.

There is a subtle ambiguity in the air, like boiling water, which only needs that last bit of temperature to break through all boundaries.

The sun is shining brightly outside the window, and it's still early for sunset. Their sweet "first love experience" has just begun...