Chapter 1008: A Frenzied Heart, an Ambiguous Night

Lin Lang hugged Zhou Mengyao and disappeared at the end of the corridor. The bedroom door closed with a soft "click". The laughter in the restaurant seemed to be paused and quieted down instantly.

The smile on Mu Xuelan's face had not completely faded, but the corners of her mouth slowly turned down, her small lips pursed, and a hint of imperceptible grievance flashed across her eyes.

The energy she had just used to laugh while clapping the table disappeared completely, and she leaned back in her chair with an unhappy expression.

Pan Xiaoting also stopped smiling. Her cheeks, which had been red from laughing just now, still retained some warmth, but there was a hint of complex emotions in that shyness. She lowered her head and stirred the unfinished chicken soup in the bowl. Her long eyelashes drooped, hiding the expression in her eyes.

"I really admire Lin Lang," Mu Xueman was the first to speak, her voice tinged with grumbling, as if she were talking to Pan Xiaoting, or perhaps to herself. "Where on earth does he get all this energy?"

"He's been busy since this morning, and now it's evening, and he's still carrying Mengyao back to the bedroom to make love... This is simply not the energy a normal man can have, right?"

When Pan Xiaoting heard this, her cheeks turned even redder. She raised her eyes and glanced in the direction of the corridor. Her little hands unconsciously clenched the tablecloth and she agreed in a low voice.

"Yeah... Brother Lang didn't stop for the whole afternoon, and kept tormenting me... and every time it was very intense."

"He can still carry Sister Mengyao back to the bedroom to do bad things. His ability in that area is too strong, isn't it?" At the end of her words, Pan Xiaoting's voice was as thin as a mosquito's hum, with a girl's shyness, but she couldn't hide her surprise at Lin Lang's energy.

Mu Xueman frowned, a hint of worry etched across her brows. She sighed softly, "Do you think he'll burn himself out if he continues to indulge himself like this?"

"You can't be so hard-working even when you're young, right?"

Mu Xuelan used her chopsticks to push the dishes on the table. There was still half of the stir-fried kidney left. She was worried about Lin Lang's kidney health, which made her feel a little nervous.

Pan Xiaoting was at a loss. She shrugged, her eyes blank. "I don't understand these things either... How about we buy him some tonic food?"

"Would it be better if he ate more kidney-nourishing foods and supplements?" The only method she could think of seemed to be food supplements. After all, just now at the dinner table, the three of them kept putting those "tonics" into Lin Lang's bowl.

After hearing this, Mu Xueman's expression grew even more melancholic. She shook her head dejectedly, "That's all we can do. Let's buy him some more supplements."

"Oh," Pan Xiaoting said with a smile, suddenly amused by her own thoughts. "Our husband is only 22 and has started taking these tonics. What are we going to do in the future? When will this tonic regimen end?"

Mu Xuelan was amused by her words and couldn't help but burst out laughing. Her previous worries dissipated a lot. She looked at the remaining black chicken soup on the table and shook her head helplessly.

"You know what? Looking at how energetic Lin Lang is, it seems like it won't be a big deal if he doesn't take supplements. But he's young now and can afford to work hard. In a few years, when he gets older, I guess he won't be so energetic anymore."

The two chatted with each other, and the atmosphere in the restaurant gradually relaxed.

However, when they occasionally looked at the tightly closed bedroom door at the end of the corridor, a complex emotion would flash across their eyes, including worry, helplessness, and a hint of subtle jealousy and envy.

At the same time, Lin Lang had already gently placed Zhou Mengyao on the edge of the bed. As soon as his fingertips released her waist, she hooked her neck with her backhand.

Zhou Mengyao looked up at Lin Lang, the corners of her eyes red from being teased, and her breath was slightly tipsy from the red wine: "Hubby, did you have a great time today?"

Lin Lang lowered his head and nuzzled Zhou Mengyao's nose, his palm still warm from her waist. "Are you jealous?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Mengyao pulled him down by the collar, and their lips collided with each other with a bit of eager force: "You favored me last, and I was waiting anxiously. Do you think I'm jealous?"

Lin Lang took advantage of the situation and pinched the back of Zhou Mengyao's neck to deepen the kiss with a bit of wild plunder. It was not until Zhou Mengyao pushed him away panting that he chuckled and bit Zhou Mengyao's earlobe.

"Wife, aren't you quite generous in front of Xueman and Xiaoting? Why are you so jealous when you're alone with me?"

Zhou Mengyao snuggled deeper into Lin Lang's arms, drawing circles on his chest with her fingertips: "Aren't they the two here..." Her voice became softer and softer, and she suddenly looked up and glanced at Lin Lang.

"My husband brought another woman back to the bedroom to discuss the origin of life in front of me. Do you think I'd be jealous?"

"Wife, I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position. I will make it up to you."

Lin Lang lay on his side next to Zhou Mengyao, lifted the summer quilt and wrapped them both in it. Zhou Mengyao immediately wrapped herself around him like an octopus, her legs hooked around Lin Lang's waist and her arms around his back.

"Husband, how are you going to make it up to me?"

Lin Lang lowered his head and kissed Zhou Mengyao between the eyebrows, combing the hair from her cheeks with his fingertips. "Tonight, your husband will show his best skills and work hard in your bed all night. How about that?"

Zhou Mengyao buried her head in the crook of Lin Lang's neck, her breath burning his skin. "But husband, you've been busy all day, and now it's my turn. You're going to torment me all night. Can your body handle it?"

Lin Lang smiled and replied, "Silly wife, I know what's going on. Just enjoy yourself."

Zhou Mengyao giggled and said, "Hubby, you're awesome! You're definitely the top man in this area. You can even go to a nightclub and be a young master serving rich women."

"Wife, you are so bad. Then you will be my rich woman tonight, hehe!" He chuckled softly, and the vibration of his chest was transmitted through the touching skin, causing Zhou Mengyao to shrink into his arms.

"Hubby, you carried me back to the bedroom in front of Xueman and Xiaoting. Aren't you afraid they'll get jealous?"

Lin Lang replied lovingly, "I deliberately carried you back to the bedroom in front of them. This was to show off your favored status!"

"Hehe...Husband, do you really love me more?"

Lin Lang's smile was tinged with seriousness: "Of course, honey, you are the woman I love most, bar none."

"Hmph, I don't believe it." Zhou Mengyao snorted and turned her face away, but couldn't help but shrink into his arms, her voice as soft as marshmallow.

Lin Lang raised his hand and pinched Zhou Mengyao's chin, forcing her to look up at him. He said affectionately, "Wife, there are not many women who would make me risk my life for them. I was able to slaughter the Yamada Group headquarters alone for you, which shows that you are the woman I love with my life."

After hearing this, Zhou Mengyao smiled sweetly and charmingly: "Hubby, I believe you love me the most. I just want to act coquettishly with you, so I said I don't believe it, hehe..."

Lin Lang hugged Zhou Mengyao tighter and blew into her ear: "You little bad boy, I'm going to punish you by making you serve me."

Zhou Mengyao's eyes were moist, and she said coquettishly: "No, you work hard with other women, but you can't rest with me. You still have to take the initiative."

Her voice softened at the end, and she poked his chest lightly with her fingertips, "You are not allowed to be partial."

Lin Lang grabbed Zhou Mengyao's rebellious hand, brought it to his lips and kissed her fingertips: "My husband has endless energy. Tonight I will conquer you and make you beg for mercy."

Zhou Mengyao suddenly burrowed deeper into Lin Lang's arms, her voice muffled as if she were holding some candy: "Who's afraid of who? Haven't you heard that there are only cows that die of exhaustion, but no fields that are plowed to death?"

Lin Lang looked at Zhou Mengyao's curved eyebrows and eyes, then moved closer to her, with the tip of his nose almost touching her cheek, and pecked the corner of her lips.

"Wife, let's start now!"

"Don't...husband, stop making trouble..." Zhou Mengyao pushed him away with a smile, but he kissed her even harder.

He moved up from Zhou Mengyao's collarbone, kissed her chin, the corners of her lips, and finally stopped at her lips.

Zhou Mengyao's breathing gradually became disordered, her hands unconsciously hooked around Lin Lang's neck, and her body slowly softened.

She kissed Lin Lang back passionately, her heart pounding and her feelings flowing, her little face flushed so beautifully.

When he kissed Zhou Mengyao's earlobe, Lin Lang said with a wicked smile: "Wife, do you know what I love most about you?"

Zhou Mengyao asked back with blurry eyes: "Bad husband, what do you like most about me?"

"I like your contrast the most. When you're not in my bed, you're dignified, elegant, and incredibly beautiful. You give people the feeling that you can only be admired from afar and not desecrated."

"But when you get into your husband's bed, you become a hot and fiery little slut. I can't let you go. I can't stop pampering you. I want to torment you all the time and give you pleasure in bed!"

After hearing this, Zhou Mengyao shyly punched Lin Lang's shoulder with her pink fist, blushing and coquettishly saying, "Husband, you are so annoying. You are taking advantage of me and still acting like a spoiled child."

"I'm your wife, so of course I have to be charming and hot in your bed. I have to do everything in my power to please you and use my body to capture your heart!"

"But you, a scumbag and bad husband, actually made fun of me. You are bad, you are bad!"

"Haha... Honey, I'm not teasing you. You've almost driven me crazy. Your husband loves you so much!"

"Hmph, bad husband, I'm going to squeeze you dry tonight." Her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally almost inaudible, but her cheeks were as red as ripe apples.

Zhou Mengyao shyly kissed Lin Lang on the lips. It was so emotional, full of feelings, and there was no kissing skills involved.

Lin Lang looked at Zhou Mengyao's sparkling eyes and suddenly felt his heart soften.

He responded to Zhou Mengyao, hugged her tightly, and kissed her quickly and fiercely, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.

This time the kiss was long and lingering, as if they wanted to pour all their love into it.

The moonlight from outside the window shines in through the gaps in the curtains, casting mottled light and shadows on the bed sheets, reflecting the two people hugging each other, which is incredibly sweet and also illuminates their expectations for the future.

The bedroom was very quiet, with only the intertwined breathing of the two people and the occasional chirping of insects outside the window.

This ambiguous night is destined to be a gentle and sleepless night...