Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Facing Guan Tingmei's charming provocation, Lin Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of intoxication. He took the opportunity to hold Guan Tingmei's restless little hand, pulled it to his lips and kissed it, his eyes full of teasing.

"You are my little wild girl. I like you in whatever you wear. I like you even more when you don't wear anything."

"Hate it! You say these embarrassing words to me again."

Guan Tingmei twisted her body and acted coquettishly in front of Lin Langde, looking like a little wild cat in love.

Lin Lang raised his eyebrows and smirked: "After you put on the lace eye mask, you instantly added an indescribable charm and temptation. You are like a fairy walking out of a dream. You are simply charming me to death!"

Guan Tingmei's cheeks flushed, and she punched Lin Lang's chest coquettishly: "You little rascal, you only know how to make me happy, with your smooth talk."

Although she said this, Guan Tingmei couldn't hide the smile on her lips.

Lin Lang leaned forward slightly, slowly moved closer to Guan Tingmei's ear, and said with a huff, "So you still want to give birth to a baby for this little bad boy?"

Guan Tingmei shrank her neck and said with a soft and tender laugh: "Oh, you make my neck so itchy!"

After a charming and sweet laugh, Guan Tingmei said with a face full of longing: "Xiao Lang, if you can let me get pregnant and fulfill my long-cherished wish of becoming a mother, I am willing to die for you in this life!"

Lin Lang hugged Guan Tingmei's slender waist, pulled her into his arms, and said lovingly, "Silly girl, don't talk nonsense. How could I bear to see you die?"

"Humph, you've given me a random nickname again. Am I a silly girl again?"

"Hehe...are you willing to be my silly girl?" There was an unquestionable doting tone in Lin Lang's voice.

Guan Tingmei hugged Lin Lang's neck and said happily, "I am willing to do whatever you ask me to do."

Lin Lang hugged Guan Tingmei's hot body and closed his eyes, breathing in the alluring scent of her perfume.

"Little slut, every time I smell your perfume, my heart beats faster for no reason and I feel hot all over."

Guan Tingmei whispered charmingly beside Lin Lang's ear, "This perfume smells very sexy, a scent that can attract men without being noticed. I bought it from the Sakura Country specifically to make you fall in love with me."

"My purpose is to spray a little on you every time I go out with you, so that you, the little bad boy, will never forget me, your little slut, in your memory and soul."

Lin Lang only felt the sound of Guan Tingmei's breathing and talking beside her ear, like countless tempting insects, drilling into his mind through his ears, making him involuntarily hug Guan Tingmei tighter.

"Ha, so you, little slut, are so deliberate in trying to make me addicted to you. Did you buy this man-killing seductive perfume when you went to Tokyo to watch my boxing match?"

"Yes!"

"You're fighting in Tokyo, and your girlfriend Chu Yiren is with you the whole time. I don't have a chance to meet you, so I can only cheer you on at the match. I'll be very happy to see you knock out your opponent in the ring."

"Xiao Lang, you are really amazing!"

Lin Lang chuckled and said, "My best skill is in bed."

"Hate it, you little rascal, you are so dishonest."

Lin Lang raised a wicked smile, and while Guan Tingmei wasn't paying attention, he suddenly and accurately grabbed the itchy flesh on her waist with his fingers, and said mischievously: "Why call me a little bad boy? Call me little husband."

Guan Tingmei shuddered all over and laughed like a silver bell: "Hate it, I just like calling you a little scoundrel, you're doing bad things again."

"Since you like to call me a little bad boy, then I'll be bad for you to see." Lin Lang was in a playful mood and continued to tickle Guan Tingmei's itchy spots.

Guan Tingmei's cheeks turned red because of her shyness and laughter, and she scolded: "Stop it, little rascal, you're tickling me!

Lin Lang was not willing to give up, his hands kept moving, and he continued to tickle Guan Tingmei. His laughter intertwined with Guan Tingmei's laughter: "Then you can call me little husband instead, and I won't tickle you if you call me little husband."

"If you don't scream, don't scream!"

Guan Tingmei's voice was so gentle that water could drip out of it, but her eyes were full of smiles, with a flirtatious and playful look that was meant to tease Lin Lang.

"You're still being stubborn, aren't you?"

"If you don't call me little hubby, I'll tickle you harder!"

Guan Tingmei smiled so hard that tears were about to come out. She twisted her body even more violently. She smiled charmingly and sweetly, saying intermittently: "Don't scream, don't scream... don't scream!"

Guan Tingmei's charming and coquettish look makes her look like a foxy girl who is deliberately playing tricks on others. She is cute and charming.

Seeing her resisting so stubbornly, Lin Lang could not help but tickle her harder, saying playfully, "You're still stubborn, I'll teach you a lesson today! Do you want to call me husband?"

Guan Tingmei really couldn't stand Lin Lang's tickling anymore. She exerted force suddenly, twisted her body and broke free from Lin Lang's arms, hid on the other side of the bed, panting, smiling and making a provocative face at Lin Lang.

"I won't scream, you little rascal, come and chase me!"

"You seductive vixen, I will take you in right now." Lin Lang laughed and pounced on Guan Tingmei, just like King Zhou playing with Daji.

Seeing this, Guan Tingmei laughed and ran around the bedroom: "Haha...you little bad guy can't catch me."

The two of them were playing and chasing each other in the bedroom. Guan Tingmei sometimes hid beside the closet and sometimes hid behind the curtains. Every time she was caught by Lin Lang, she let out a happy scream and then laughed and broke free from Lin Lang's arms.

This kind of sweet and ambiguous interaction and play made the beautiful and charming Guan Tingmei very happy and she smiled sweetly from the bottom of her heart.

It’s just that Guan Tingmei’s sweet smile has a charming attribute in itself. Her smile is so alluring and so bewitching.

Lin Lang seized the opportunity and pounced, throwing Guan Tingmei onto the bed.

"Haha, you charming and seductive woman, I finally caught you!"

The soft bed sank, and the laughter of the two people intertwined, filling the whole room with a sweet atmosphere.

Just as Guan Tingmei was about to struggle to get up, Lin Lang quickly stretched out his hands and continued to playfully tickle her waist.

"Will you call me husband?"

"Hahaha... stop it!"

Guan Ting smiled so beautifully that tears were about to come out. She twisted her body constantly on the bed, trying to break free from Lin Lang's "clutches", but there was no way to break free.

"If you want me to stop making trouble, then call me little hubby!"

Guan Tingmei's originally delicate hair was now scattered messily around her cheeks, flying freely as her delicate body twisted, making her look even more charming.

"Little...Little Old Man...Haha, I won't yell!"

Seeing that Guan Tingmei was enjoying playing with him, Lin Lang became even more playful. Not only did he not stop the movements of his hands, but he even intensified them. While tickling her, he said with a smile: "Do you still dare to be stubborn? Call me husband quickly, and I will let you go if you do."

Guan Tingmei was so itchy that she almost got a stitch in the side from laughing. She could only beg for mercy breathlessly: "Husband, little husband!"

"Stop it, little husband!"

"I was wrong, please forgive me, my little husband!"

"Please let me go, little husband!"

"My dear husband, please let me go!"

"My dear husband, my dear husband, my dear husband..."

The soft and tender voice of "little hubby" was so sweet and soft that it went straight into Lin Lang's ears as if it carried an electric current.

Lin Lang only felt that his mind was instantly filled with this sweet name, and there seemed to be a warm current surging in his body.

Lin Lang felt numb all over when Guan Tingmei called him "little hubby" in a coquettish voice. He looked at the charming and beautiful woman in front of him with a full of charm and a blushing face, and the love in his heart surged like a tide.

Lin Lang slowly stopped his movements, supported his hands on both sides of Guan Tingmei's body, breathing slightly heavily, and gazing at her affectionately.

"You are a reincarnated vixen, you really want to charm me to death?"

Guan Tingmei opened her red lips and looked back at Lin Lang with her chest heaving. There was still a smile and panic in her eyes. The two of them looked at each other with their hearts beating fast, their breathing gradually intertwined, and the ambiguous atmosphere became stronger.

Guan Tingmei raised her head slightly, gently rubbed Lin Lang's nose, and said coquettishly: "I know, my little husband loves me the most."

Lin Lang leaned down gently and kissed Guan Tingmei's eyes, which were covered with black lace eye masks. His voice was low and gentle: "You are my special little girl, of course I love you the most."

Guan Tingmei stretched out her arms, gently wrapped them around Lin Lang's neck, gently stroked his hair with her fingers, and said coquettishly, "My little husband, I want to tell you a good news now."

When Lin Lang heard this, his curiosity was instantly piqued, and he hurriedly asked, "What good news?"

Guan Tingmei, who was lying on the bed, tilted her head charmingly and playfully, and replied: "Dear, I applied for membership of the Haihai Writers Association for you. How is it? Is this good news?"

To be honest, Lin Lang felt nothing when hearing the news, because he never cared about these so-called titles.

But seeing Guan Tingmei happily sharing the news with him, Lin Lang felt warm in his heart. With high emotional intelligence, he knew very well how important it was to be a person who would not spoil others' fun.

As a result, Lin Lang immediately raised a big smile on his face, and replied in a pretended happy tone: "As a new writer, I have only published a debut novel, so it is of course good news that I can join the Writers Association."

"I never thought you would do this for me. You must have put a lot of effort behind the scenes to help me join the Writers Association. Thank you, dear!"

Lin Lang kissed Guan Tingmei's blushing cheek so hard that her face was deformed and made her laugh continuously.

It has to be said that when Lin Lang is trying to make women happy, the emotional value he gives is absolutely perfect.

After laughing, Guan Tingmei touched Lin Lang's cheek and said coquettishly, "My little husband, I love you!"

"I want to give birth to a son for you, please let me get pregnant with your baby!"

Her voice was as melodious and sweet as the sound of a yellow oriole singing out of a valley, yet with a hint of eagerness and longing.

"My dear husband, I can't wait any longer. Kiss me now. Kiss me quickly..."

Guan Tingmei pressed her soft body against Lin Lang's chest. At this moment, she was like a beautiful wild flower, exuding a charming fragrance, waiting for her lover to pick her.

After hearing this, Lin Lang gasped, his eyes became hot, his throat rolled, and he suddenly kissed Guan Tingmei's hot red lips.

This kiss was gentle and sweet, as if all the love was poured into it.

Guan Tingmei responded to Lin Lang's kiss warmly. She did not hide her emotions at all. She was so proactive and passionate, as if she wanted to integrate each other into each other's lives.

Although she was a little breathless after being kissed by Lin Lang, Guan Tingmei still responded to Lin Lang. Her charming and dreamy eyes under the lace blindfold made people's hearts flutter.

"You charming little wild girl, love is a panacea. I'm going to start creating miracles, hehe..." Lin Lang's hand gently stroked Guan Tingmei's hair, and his fingertips slid behind her ears, causing her to tremble slightly.

"My dear Xiaolang, you have to work harder..."

Guan Tingmei whispered softly, and her voice was so captivating.

At the same time, the lace bell collar worn on her slender white neck also made crisp and pleasant sounds as her body moved.

The ringing sounded like it was acting coquettishly, striking Lin Lang's heartstrings again and again.

The temperature in the room seemed to rise with their intimate actions, and an ambiguous atmosphere permeated every inch of the air.