Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Guan Tingmei clicked on the video of Lin Lang's match in the qualifying round of the "China-Japan Sanda King Championship" on the Hainan TV website and watched it with some excitement.

"Xiao Lang looks gentle and polite, but I didn't expect he is actually a martial arts practitioner."

"This muscular body looks so manly!"

Guan Tingmei took a sip of water with a bit of heat in her heart, and continued to watch the Sanda match between Lin Lang and Liu Hailong, even feeling a little worried for Lin Lang.

Less than 30 seconds into the promotion match, Lin Lang knocked out his opponent Liu Hailong with a kick from the sky, shocking Guan Tingmei once again.

"Oh my God!"

"Xiao Lang knocked out his opponent just after the match started. This guy is really good!"

"wrong!"

"It's not just that he's quite skilled, it's simply too awesome!"

Guan Tingmei looked at the comments below the competition video, all of which were praising Lin Lang for being awesome. She couldn't help but feel very proud of Lin Lang.

"Xiao Lang is not only doing well in investment and business, but I didn't expect that he is also so good at Sanda fighting!"

“It’s really impressive!”

Then, Guan Tingmei clicked on the video of Lin Lang's competition in the semi-finals. She was excited and very curious about Lin Lang's performance in the semi-finals.

When Guan Tingmei saw the famous scene in the video of the rematch where Lin Lang hit his opponent with a scorpion kick and then immediately followed up with a 720-degree aerial kick to knock out Gao Shunde, she was shocked.

"Uh...is this still the Xiaolang I remember?"

"This is even cooler than the moves in Kung Fu movies. Xiao Lang's Kung Fu is amazing!"

"Xiao Lang is really amazing now!"

"The little boy has grown up and has become so manly. He's so sexy!"

"Ah... How could I have such ambiguous fantasies about my best friend's son? This..."

"Oh my God!"

"What am I thinking about..."

Guan Tingmei, who felt a little hot all over, took a sip of water to relieve her dry mouth.

AI generates beautiful pictures of Guan Tingmei

When Guan Tingmei used the mouse to search for the video of Lin Lang's competition in the 75kg semi-final on the Hai TV website, she found that the program preview said it would be broadcast simultaneously with Hai TV at 20:00 tonight. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Because the "China-Japan Sanda King Championship" was recorded, there was a certain lag. Many TV programs at that time were recorded.

It is worth mentioning that the Xiaguo finals of the "China-Japan Sanda King Championship" will be held on-site.

The Sanda champions of all kilogram classes who emerged from the Summer Country finals will cross the river to the Sakura Country to compete in the finals, which will be broadcast live across the country.

Guan Tingmei, who was eager to know the result of the semi-finals, quickly took out her Samsung phone from her bag and dialed Lin Lang's number, "Hello~ Xiao Lang!"

Lin Lang replied during the call: "Hello, Aunt Mei!"

Guan Tingmei said gently, "Xiao Lang, I just saw your Sanda match online. I didn't expect you to be such a muscular guy and you can fight so well!"

"Thank you Aunt Mei for the compliment!"

"I only know a little bit about Sanda fighting, just a little bit!"

"Xiao Lang, why are you being so modest with Aunt Mei? I watched your three matches and you knocked out your opponents in the first round each time. This shows that you are an expert in Sanda fighting!"

"Haha...thank you Aunt Mei for the praise!"

"Xiao Lang, I saw the show preview online. Your semi-final match will be broadcast at 8 o'clock tonight. I can't wait to know the result of the recording. Tell me quickly that you won in the semi-finals, right?"

Lin Lang jokingly replied during the call: "I was beaten black and blue by my opponent, Aunt Mei, please come to the hospital to visit me!"

Guan Tingmei was shocked when she heard this and asked hurriedly, "Is Xiaolang okay? Which hospital are you in? Aunt Mei will go over to take care of you now."

Lin Lang chuckled and said, "Aunt Mei, I was just teasing you! I'm fine now, but I beat my opponent so badly in the semi-finals that I had to be hospitalized."

Guan Tingmei heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, and scolded with a smile during the call: "You little bastard, you even dare to tease your Aunt Mei, aren't you afraid that I will pull your ears, right?"

"No, no, no, I'm scared of Aunt Mei pulling my ears since I was a child."

Guan Tingmei smiled and said, "It's great to know that you won in the semi-finals. When will you play in the finals, Xiaolang? Aunt Mei will go there to cheer you on."

Lin Lang replied truthfully: "The day after tomorrow at 8pm, at the Hai Stadium."

"Okay! Aunt Mei will definitely go to the scene to cheer you on!"

Lin Lang smiled and asked, "Aunt Mei, how far have you progressed in the photo album I asked you to publish for the beautiful painter Han Zaiyin?"

Guan Tingmei replied during the call: "The publication registration process has been completed, and the editing, design and layout of the photo album have also been released today. Do you want to confirm it before it can be officially published and printed, or does Han Zaiyin have to review it personally?"

Lin Lang replied: "I took Han Zaiyin's art photo myself. I just need to confirm the design and layout."

"Xiao Lang, you are really multi-talented!"

"Han Jae-in's original photo album material, whether it is the artistic style or the fashion photography technology, is the level of an art blockbuster. I didn't expect that you are also a top expert in fashion photography."

"Aunt Mei, you're overpraising me!"

"I only know a little bit about photography, just a little bit!"

"Haha... Xiaolang, a little understanding is your catchphrase, right?"

"Uh...it seems so!"

Guan Tingmei asked gently, "Xiao Lang, aren't you busy now? Chatting with me for so long, it won't interfere with your work, right?"

Lin Lang replied truthfully: "I am writing a novel in the office of the company. I have tens of thousands of words left to finish the tomb-raiding novel. I will have to trouble Aunt Mei for the publication of the novel."

"Aunt Mei has no children, and she treats you, Xiaolang, as her son. If you publish a book, Aunt Mei will definitely support you with all her strength. When can I read your masterpiece?"

Lin Lang replied modestly: "I don't deserve to read it. Aunt Mei can help me review the manuscript. Please send me your email address and I will send you a part of the manuscript."

"Okay! Then you continue writing your novel. Come to Aunt Mei's house for dinner in the evening. Aunt Mei will make you something delicious."

"By the way, you can take a look at the design and layout of Han Zaiyin's photo album on Aunt Mei's computer. After the finalization, our Yangshizi Publishing House will officially print it."

After hearing this, Lin Lang chuckled and said, "Okay Aunt Mei, I want to eat the braised pork and sweet and sour crucian carp you make. I have never had enough of them since I was a child."

"Haha...you're such a little foodie! That's it, Xiaolang. Aunt Mei will hang up first."

"Okay Aunt Mei, see you tonight!"

After Guan Tingmei hung up the call, she edited a text message with her email address and home address and sent it to Lin Lang.

Then, Guan Tingmei took out a makeup mirror from her bag, put on some beautiful makeup, then took her car keys and cell phone, and left the president's office with her bag.

Where did Guan Tingmei go with such anticipation on her face?

Of course, go to the market to buy ingredients!

As for why Guan Tingmei didn't invite Lin Lang to a restaurant for dinner, but instead invited Lin Lang to her house for dinner?

Hehe...many things can only be understood but not expressed in words.

Do not ask.

The one I asked was Aunt Mei.

AI generates beautiful pictures of Guan Tingmei

This is like an old cow wanting to eat young grass!

quack……

……

That night.

Jing'an Nanli Community, Haihai City.

"Ding dong... ding dong..."

Lin Lang, carrying a box of milk, a box of yogurt, and some seasonal fruits, rang the doorbell of his mother's best friend Guan Tingmei's house.

"squeak……"

Guan Tingmei, who was full of charm, opened the door and said with a smile: "Hey, Xiaolang, you are here if you want to. What are you going to buy?"

"This is my first visit to Aunt Mei's new home, I can't come empty-handed!"

"You are a little brat, but you are very particular. Come in quickly." Guan Tingmei took the milk and fruits from Lin Lang.

"Aunt Mei, do I need to change my slippers?"

"No need. Aunt Mei is single again and there are no men's slippers at home. Just sit for a while. I'll get you something to drink. Do you want a drink or water?"

Lin Lang replied: "I'd like to have a drink, iced."

Guan Tingmei put the gift bought by Lin Lang into the kitchen, then took out a bottle of iced orange juice from the refrigerator and walked towards Lin Lang with a charming and sweet smile.

"Xiao Lang, you liked this kind of sweet drink when you were little, and you still like to drink sweet things when you grow up."

Guan Tingmei was wearing a tight skirt that looked like a young lady, revealing her curvy figure. Lin Lang was dazzled by her amazing waist-to-hip ratio and perfect S-curve. She was truly the best of the best young women.

Lin Lang took the drink from Guan Tingmei, touched her hand deliberately, and said with a chuckle: "Actually, I drink more water now, but after seeing Aunt Mei, I want to drink sweet water."

Guan Tingmei was touched on the hand by Lin Lang on purpose. She couldn't help but look at Lin Lang coquettishly and asked, "Why?"

Lin Lang replied: "Because Aunt Mei looks sweet, like a peach, so when I see you I want to drink sweet water."

Guan Tingmei covered her mouth and smiled: "So what do you want to do after you see Aunt Mei?"

After hearing this, Lin Lang looked at Guan Tingmei's beautiful legs and stockings, and replied half-jokingly: "I have always wanted to touch Aunt Mei's stockings since I was a child, but I never dared."

Guan Tingmei blushed and said in surprise: "No way? Alang, you liked stockings when you were a child?"

Lin Lang answered truthfully: "I first thought stockings were beautiful when I was a child, because Aunt Mei liked to wear black stockings at that time, and I thought Aunt Mei looked so beautiful in black stockings!"

After hearing this, Guan Tingmei's face turned even redder. "Uh... Xiaolang, you little pervert, when did you start paying attention to Aunt Mei wearing stockings?"

Lin Lang scratched his head and laughed awkwardly: "Oh, I can't remember clearly, anyway, I just think Aunt Mei looks very charming in stockings, it's so beautiful!"

Hearing this, Guan Tingmei pushed Lin Lang a little embarrassedly and said coquettishly: "Xiao Lang, I am your mother's best friend. Did you have those unspeakable fantasies about Aunt Mei when you were in adolescence?"