Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Chu Yiren's tears were like beads that had broken off the string, sliding down her beautiful cheeks and dripping on the graves of her deceased parents. Each tear carried the sadness and pain deep in her heart, as if to drown her whole body.

Chu Yiren, the arrogant daughter of a wealthy family in normal times, has let down all her defenses and disguises at this moment. She is also a woman with flesh and blood and sincere emotions.

Generally speaking, one cup of wine is poured for each grave when toasting at the grave, but if there are two people buried together in the cemetery, then two cups of wine are poured for each grave.

Lin Lang poured eight parts of wine into the glass, and respectfully poured it in front of the grave. Looking at the portraits of Chu's father and mother on the tombstone, he said in a very manly manner: "Please rest assured, future parents-in-law, I will protect my beloved in this life and will never let her make any mistakes!"

After hearing this, Chu Yiren felt warm in her heart and tears couldn't stop falling.

Then, Lin Lang poured the second cup of eight-point wine respectfully in front of the grave and continued, "Yiren is the only daughter of your Chu family in the past ten generations according to the family tree. Uncle Chu, you have always regarded Yiren as the apple of your eye and have loved her since she was a child."

"Now, Uncle Chu, you and Auntie have reunited in another world. For the rest of your life, I will take your place and love her like a daughter, and protect her for the rest of her life!"

I don’t know if Lin Lang can do it, but he must dare to speak frankly at any time.

Chu Yiren was deeply moved after hearing this, and cried for a long time in Lin Lang's arms, venting her inner grief.

Lin Lang gently hugged Chu Yiren, let her lean on his shoulder, and let Chu Yiren's sad tears fall on his suit.

"If you want to cry, just cry, dear. Don't hold it in, it will make you feel uncomfortable!"

"Alang, thank you for giving me warmth!"

"Every time when I need you the most, you are always by my side. I will live well, for my parents and for our future."

Lin Lang nodded, held Chu Yiren's hand, and they both bowed to the tombstone.

When leaving the cemetery, Chu Yiren's mood had calmed down a lot. She walked side by side with Lin Lang, and the sunlight shone on them, as if giving them endless warmth and strength.

As Lin Lang walked, he raised his wrist and glanced at his Rolex watch.

Chu Yiren didn't stop walking, and sneered, "Don't check the time. Zhou Mengyao's fan meeting is over. What's the matter? You still want to rush back to People's Square to give flowers to your mistress?"

Lin Lang denied it guiltily: "How could it be? I was just checking the time. Honey, you are a little too sensitive."

"I've said it right, but you still don't want to admit it. Alang, you are born in the Year of the Duck."

"Uh... Sister Yiren, what do you mean by me being a duck?"

"Even though the duck is dead, its mouth is still hard!"

Lin Lang changed the subject and said, "My dear, you didn't have breakfast this morning. What do you want to eat at noon? I'll treat you to a big meal."

Chu Yiren asked back: "How do you know I didn't have breakfast?"

Lin Lang naturally couldn't answer. He possessed [Super Hearing] and could hear the gurgling of Chu Yiren's intestines.

So, Lin Lang replied: "Today is your mother's death anniversary. You are in such a bad mood. I don't need to guess that you are not in the mood to eat breakfast."

Chu Yiren said sadly: "But I'm in a bad mood now, and I don't even want to eat lunch."

"Man is made of iron and rice is made of steel. How can we live without food?"

"How about this, I will personally cook a few side dishes for you at noon. Sister Yiren, how about you try my cooking skills?"

Chu Yiren teased after hearing this: "Alang, you didn't sign up for a cooking class just to pick up girls and make them happy, did you?"

"Hey……"

"Sister Yiren, you are insulting me. If you don't want to eat it, forget it! I won't do it!"

"No, no, no!"

"I eat!"

"I really want to taste what my future husband's cooking tastes like!"

"Then call me husband and let me hear it!"

"do not want!"

"Shout or not?"

"I'm embarrassed to call you that!"

"Why should I be embarrassed to call you hubby? You will have to call me hubby sooner or later! Just call me hubby in advance and make me happy!"

"Then I will just call out once."

"Okay, okay! Then just shout, hehe..."

The beautiful Chu Yiren held her chin, opened her red lips shyly, and called out "Husband!"

Lin Lang felt very happy after hearing this, but he said, "Sister Yiren, your voice was too soft when you called me hubby. I couldn't hear it clearly. No, this voice doesn't count. Call me louder and say it again."

"Alang, you are cheating. We agreed that I would only call you hubby!" Chu Yiren pouted cutely.

“But I really didn’t hear it!”

"Sister Yiren, when you called me husband, your voice was as quiet as a mosquito's. You have to let me hear you clearly, right?"

Chu Yiren, with a slightly red face, called out sweetly again, "Husband!"

Chu Yiren's sweet voice and the word "husband" gave Lin Lang goose bumps all over his body and made him feel numb all over.

Great!

It's really nice to hear the word "husband"!

Lin Lang replied happily, "Wife!"

After hearing this, Chu Yiren finally had a hint of smile on her face. She held Lin Lang's arm intimately and said in a cute and docile manner, "If it weren't for the mourning period, I would want to marry you now!"

Lin Lang half-jokingly said: "Although we haven't gotten married yet, we can do the things that are required for marriage first!"

"Hate!"

"Alang, you are not serious. Is it really okay to make such a joke in a cemetery?"

"Uh... Sister Yiren, I just want to make you happy!"

"Tsk~ I think you want to take advantage of me, right?"

"No, no, no!"

"I just can't forget the image of Sister Yiren in a bikini, hehe..."

"what……"

"Alang, you finally admitted it!"

"Do you still remember the feeling when you took advantage of me under the pretext of Chinese medicine massage?"

Lin Lang chuckled and said, "Sister Yiren's skin is as delicate as a baby's, so the touch is naturally beyond words. Do you want me to review it and strengthen my memory?"

Chu Yiren teased, "What does Zhou Mengyao's skin feel like?"

Lin Lang laughed awkwardly: "Uh... I haven't given Zhou Mengyao a Chinese medicine massage, so how can I know the feel of her skin?"

"You often live in Zhou's house and spend every day with Zhou Mengyao. Who would believe that you have never taken advantage of Zhou Mengyao?!"

"This is an injustice to me!"

"Last time when we held the opening ceremony of Penguin's headquarters, you heard Zhou Mengyao compare her purity with yours. She said she was a virgin, and you said you were a perfect virgin. Wasn't that what you two said?"

Chu Yiren could only reply truthfully: "That's right!"

Lin Lang pretended to be innocent and said, "That's it! Zhou Mengyao is still a virgin, how can I take advantage of her?"

"Good good!"

"I have wronged you for now! If you have the guts, stop taking advantage of Zhou Mengyao. Do you dare?"

"Uh... Sister Yiren, let's talk about something closer to life. Tell me what you want to eat for lunch. I support ordering dishes~"

"Alang, are you changing the subject again?"

"I've seen that you can't get past Zhou Mengyao's love."

Lin Lang replied cheekily: "Every difficulty will be overcome, anyway, we can be buried together a hundred years later!"

"Alang, you are like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water. There is really nothing we can do about you!" Chu Yiren sighed and shook her head.

The driver, Uncle Zhong, was already waiting outside the car and respectfully opened the back door of the Rolls-Royce.

After Chu Yiren and Lin Lang got in the car, the driver, Uncle Zhong, returned to the driver's seat and drove the extended Rolls-Royce out of the Bay Dormitory.

While driving, Chu Yiren lay on the seat with her head resting on Lin Lang's thigh and said, "Honey, I'm tired and want to sleep for a while!"

Lin Lang gently stroked Chu Yiren's hair and looked at her eyes which were as bright as stars, flashing with charming light, as if they could penetrate his soul.

Chu Yiren's skin was as white as snow, and she exuded a faint fragrance, which made Lin Lang kiss her red lips uncontrollably. He replied gently: "My dear, your eyes are red from crying. If you are tired, just take a nap!"

Chu Yiren forced a smile, then closed her big eyes. Feeling safe with Lin Lang by her side, Chu Yiren soon fell asleep.

Looking at the beautiful Chu Yiren, who fell asleep on his legs, Lin Lang couldn't help but feel an indescribable feeling in his heart, enjoying this beautiful and warm moment.

Chu Yiren had a sweet smile on her face in her sleep, as if she was having a good dream.

Out of strong curiosity, Lin Lang decided to use his [dream-entering ability] to sneak into Chu Yiren's dream and find out why she almost woke up from laughing in her dream.

Ding! The universal entry system prompts: "Chu Yiren is currently sleeping soundly, you can enter her dream!"

So, Lin Lang closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He pinched the second joint of the middle finger of his left hand with the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and concentrated his mind to silently recite Chu Yiren's name in his heart.

When he silently recited it for the third time, Lin Lang's conscious spirit body successfully entered Chu Yiren's dream with a "whoosh".

This time, Lin Lang entered the dream from a God's perspective and did not appear in Chu Yiren's dream.

Chu Yiren, who looked like a young woman, was seen humming a cheerful song in the kitchen of the Chu villa. She was skillfully using a kitchen knife to cut the pork into shreds and blanch it in water, dice the green onions, and put the dried shrimps on a plate for later use. She then began to prepare the soup to cook the noodles.

Chu Yiren added salt, chicken essence, soy sauce, sesame oil into the soup bowl, and finally added half a spoonful of lard. A bowl of fragrant Yangchun noodle soup was simply prepared.

Then, I saw a little girl about three years old, with a chubby face, bangs, a bow hairpin, and a pink princess dress. She looked so cute and adorable. She ran into the kitchen playfully, calling out "Mom!" in a baby voice.

"Baby is hungry, when will we eat?"

The beautiful young woman who looked like Chu Yiren cooked a bowl of fragrant noodles. She squatted in front of her daughter and said lovingly, "Yiren, smell the noodles that your mother cooked for you. Is it fragrant?"

The young Chu Yiren sniffed and smelled the delicious soup of the Yangchun noodles. She clapped her hands playfully and cutely, and replied in a baby voice: "Wow~ Mommy's noodles smell so good!"

It turns out that she looks exactly like Chu Yiren. The young woman cooking the noodles is Chu's mother, and the cute little girl is Chu Yiren. What you think about during the day will appear in your dreams at night!

Chu's mother lovingly picked up the young Chu Yiren. The Chu family's maid Xu Min carried the noodles, a soup spoon and chopsticks, and followed the hostess to the Chu family's restaurant.

Chu Yiren, who is not even four years old, is very clingy. She hugged her mother's face and kissed her again and again. The mother and daughter giggled warmly at the same time.

Chu Yiren sat upright at the dining table, eating plain noodles like a little adult, making slurping sounds as she ate.

Chu's mother, who was sitting next to her, gently taught her, "Yiren, you must be dignified and elegant when eating. When you eat noodles, you must not make slurping sounds~"

Little Chu Yiren was holding chopsticks in her hand, her mouth full of oil, and she replied in a baby voice: "Mom's noodles are so delicious, can't you make a slurping sound?"

Mother Chu touched her daughter Chu Yiren's little head and replied gently: "Habits are formed from childhood, and you should pay attention to details from an early age~"

"Eat quickly, baby!"

"After eating noodles, I have to learn piano, practice calligraphy, learn French, and learn Go in the afternoon..."

After hearing this, the young Chu Yiren pouted and suddenly felt that the noodles in the bowl were not tasty anymore.

Seeing this, Lin Lang exited Chu Yiren’s dream and slowly opened his eyes.

Lin Lang looked at Chu Yiren who was still sleeping soundly on his lap, and thought to himself, "The childhood of a chaebol heir is also quite miserable. He has to learn so many things, how can he have a happy childhood?"

"But when Chu Yiren was little, she was really cute!"