Chapter 1022: Meimei Sannei, keep talking

Lin Lang's Adam's apple rolled slightly, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and he hugged Li Moli tighter, but replied stubbornly: "No, it's just that my husband has too much money to spend, and I want my precious Moli to help me share the burden of spending money."

Li Moli buried her face in the warm crook of his neck, her voice muffled: "Husband, you're still being stubborn. It's okay if you don't admit it. Anyway, I know that you want to make it up to me now, which means you love me even more."

Gu Cheng chuckled: "When did my baby Jasmine become so smart?"

"Humph, I'm not stupid at all. I just love you, so I don't care about anything. As long as you're happy, my husband, that's all that matters."

"I'm happier flirting with other women outside, so you're just indulging me in playing with other women?"

Li Moli nuzzled into Lin Lang's arms like a kitten, and said softly and coquettishly, "As long as you like it, it's fine. You're a man anyway, so you won't suffer any loss."

"Silly wife, if your husband doesn't treat you better, it would be a shame for your unconditional love for me."

Li Moli looked up at Lin Lang and said emotionally, "Husband, my greatest strength is that I am content and not greedy."

"You're wrong, my dear. Your greatest strength is that you're so sensible that it makes people feel distressed. From now on, your husband will never let you suffer any grievances again."

"Husband, I love you!" Li Moli tiptoed slightly and took the initiative to kiss Lin Lang's lips.

Lin Lang leaned over and kissed Li Moli's soft lips. The sound of ship horns in the waterway could be heard, but it could not break the tenderness and affection at the moment.

According to the old Lin Lang, he would have hurriedly picked up Li Moli and carried her back to the cabin, eager to conquer her.

But today, Lin Lang's love for his childhood sweetheart Li Moli is pure. He just wants to accompany her gently. As long as he is with her, he gets great spiritual satisfaction.

From this we can see that Lin Lang's love for Li Moli has been sublimated and his love for her has risen to a higher dimension.

This is also one of the few and rare pure love moments for Brother Lang.

After the two of them had a barbecue and a good meal on the deck, Li Moli suddenly grabbed Lin Lang's wrist, with a sly glint in her eyes: "Honey, come with me to the entertainment room on the second floor of the yacht to sing karaoke. I love listening to you sing so much."

Lin Lang replied lovingly, "Okay, let's go."

The couple walked hand in hand to the KTV entertainment room on the second floor of the yacht.

The moment she pushed open the door, Li Moli saw that the coffee table in the entertainment room was piled with snacks, fruit plates and various high-end liquors.

Li Moli smiled and said, "Hubby, there were originally more than 20 people at the beauty party, but now there are only two of us left. There are so many delicious foods, we can't finish them all!"

Lin Lang turned on the karaoke system and said with a smile, "If you can't finish the food, take it with you. When we return to the yacht dock this afternoon, your husband will pack these delicious foods for you to take home and enjoy slowly."

"Hehe...husband, do you want to eat me into a fat girl?"

Lin Lang smiled and joked, "Wife, I still remember when you were little. You were chubby, with a round face and big, twinkling eyes. You were so cute."

"Honey, luckily I was just chubby then. If I had been chubby since I was little, you wouldn't like me."

"Haha... It's better to be a little fatter. It's more comfortable to hug you when you are fatter." Lin Lang hugged Li Moli into his arms and started laughing and playing with her.

The two of them sat on the large leather sofa, tickling and playing with each other for a while, just like when they were little.

Li Moli's memories suddenly flooded back. It was the same kind of playfulness. At that time, Lin Lang always liked to pull her crooked pigtails, so she used the pocket money she had saved for a week to buy snacks, deliberately making Lin Lang greedy so that he would chase her all over the street.

After Li Moli was tired of making trouble, she snuggled in Lin Lang's arms, her eyelashes fluttering, still showing the cunningness she had when she was a child.

"Hubby, I still haven't settled the score with you for cheating me out of my pocket money to buy candied haws!"

"Hey... so many years have passed, do you still remember this? Didn't you eat the candied haws that I bought with your pocket money?"

Li Moli pouted and said coquettishly, "Bullshit, you only gave me one hawthorn from the whole string of candied haws, and you got the rest."

"Haha... Honey, are you still arguing with me about the past? How about I buy some hawthorns and sugar and make you some candied haws myself someday?"

"Really? Hubby, you can also make candied haws?" Li Moli's eyes lit up.

Lin Lang replied lovingly, "I can make any Manchu-Han banquet, so how difficult is it to make candied haws? Besides hawthorn-flavored candied haws, your husband is making some for you in orange segments, strawberries, kiwis, pineapples, grapes, and dragon fruit. How about that? Does it sound tempting?"

"Hubby, you're so mean! You know I'm a foodie, so you deliberately said there were so many flavors of candied haws! I'm so greedy that my mouth is watering!"

Lin Lang laughed out loud and pinched Li Moli's cheek lovingly, "Wife, your husband can also make spicy candied haws."

"Hehe...Hubby, I really want to eat what you said. This is the first time I've heard of spicy candied haws. You're quite creative."

Lin Lang picked up a fruit fork, picked up a piece of watermelon from the fruit platter on the coffee table, and fed it to Li Moli lovingly, saying with a smile: "My dear wife, have a bite of watermelon first to satisfy your craving."

Li Moli opened her little mouth and tilted her head playfully to accept Lin Lang'ai's feeding. While chewing the cool and refreshing watermelon, she looked at the song-ordering screen with sparkling eyes.

"Honey! I want to sing 'Childhood'. Would you like to sing with me?"

Lin Lang smiled and replied, "Okay!"

Li Moli got up to order songs. After ordering many songs in a row, she returned to Lin Lang with the microphone and sat back on the sofa, leaning against Lin Lang.

When the prelude of "Childhood" sounded, Li Moli held the microphone in her hand, leaned on Lin Lang's arms, and sang in a sweet voice: "In the banyan tree beside the pond, cicadas are calling out the summer..."

When she sang "The teacher's chalk on the blackboard is still chirping and writing non-stop", she suddenly turned around and winked at Lin Lang cutely.

Lin Lang held the microphone and sang along with Li Moli, "Waiting for get out of class to end, waiting for school to end, waiting for a childhood of games."

His deep voice was wrapped in the years that belonged to them alone, turning the ignorance in the lyrics into a confession that spanned time.

Li Moli leaned into Lin Lang, feeling the vibration in her chest, and in a trance she returned to those childhood days when she was like a follower, following behind Lin Lang every day, and they were childhood sweethearts and inseparable.

The bumps and swaying of the yacht, coupled with the warm and romantic atmosphere, the couple snuggled together and sang songs, this moment was the envy of others.

When the melody of the next love song duet "The Most Romantic Thing" sounded, Lin Lang naturally put his arm around Li Moli's shoulders.

Li Moli rested her head lightly on his chest, listening to her heartbeat gradually overlap with the rhythm of the music.

"The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old together with you..."

The two people's voices intertwined, Lin Lang's slender fingers unconsciously stroked Li Moli's shoulders, and Li Moli's fingertips gently tapped the rhythm on his shirt buttons.

As the chorus grew, their bodies unconsciously pressed closer together, as if they wanted to melt the rest of their life's attachment into this gentle rhythm.

When it was Li Moli's turn to sing songs from her own music album, she stood up from the sofa, walked confidently to the karaoke screen, and sang for Lin Lang with a beautiful and sweet voice, with a coquettish vibrato at the end of the song.

Lin Lang leaned on the leather sofa, his eyes following Li Moli's figure jumping in front of the karaoke table, and suddenly found that she was so cute and charming as his childhood sweetheart.

It is not an exaggeration at all. Lin Lang seemed to have fallen in love with Li Moli all over again. His feelings for her became stronger. It was not only a desire to protect and possess her, but pure, true love.

Perhaps this is what it means to search for someone among the crowd for hundreds of times, and when you turn around, you find that person is there, in the dim light.

At this moment, there was no woman in Lin Lang's mind, and he doted on his baby Jasmine wholeheartedly.

Li Moli's sweet smile looks gentle and healing. When Lin Lang is with her, his heart is so calm, without pressure or any worries, only sweetness, warmth and romance.

When it was Lin Lang's turn to sing solo, he deliberately chose a high-pitched rock song and sang it at the top of his lungs until his voice broke, which made Li Moli laugh so hard that she fell on the sofa and cried.

She reached out and patted Lin Lang's shoulders, her hair scattered messily on both sides of her cheeks, but she was more charming than ever.

Lin Lang took advantage of the situation and hugged Li Moli into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head. He suddenly felt that such simple intimate playfulness was more reassuring than any previous intimate moments.

He looked down at Li Moli and found that she was also looking up at him. The moment their eyes met, the singing stopped abruptly.

Li Moli suddenly chuckled and buried her head in Lin Lang's arms: "Hubby, you want to do something shameful with me again, right? The way I look at you has changed again."

Lin Lang smiled and ruffled Li Moli's hair, then replied with a smile: "Wife, you think I am superficial. Now my love for you has been expanded. You are my spiritual food and salvation."

Li Moli raised her head with a smile and gently poked Lin Lang's nose with her fingertips.

"Hubby, you talk so nicely, then tell me, how did I become your salvation?" Her eyes sparkled, reflecting the swaying lights in the yacht's entertainment room, as if hiding a sky full of stars.

Lin Lang tucked Li Moli's scattered hair behind her ear and said in a low and gentle voice, "You made a scumbag like me feel guilty and want to turn over a new leaf. Is this considered a form of redemption of love?"

After hearing this, Li Moli's eyes instantly moistened, and she cried softly, "Hubby, if you could really stop being so fickle because of me, I would wake up laughing in my dreams."

Before he could finish his words, the yacht suddenly shook violently. Li Moli staggered, and Lin Lang quickly protected her in his arms.

Li Moli happened to be leaning against Lin Lang's chest, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat.

She raised her face, and her watery eyes were like two clear springs soaked with broken diamonds, reflecting Lin Lang's eyebrows.

Lin Lang gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips. He leaned over and kissed her soft lips, like a butterfly resting on a petal covered with morning dew, or like the first ray of sunlight kissing the branches when the spring snow melted.

The kiss was as gentle as the tide.

The sunlight was slanting through the porthole, quietly climbing up the shadows of the two people hugging each other, imprinting their outlines on the leather sofa, coating it with a layer of flowing amber.

Outside the luxury yacht, the pre-noon sunlight kneads the sea surface into thousands of dancing pieces of silver, and the spots of light jumping on the waves are like stars scattered on the earth.

The salty sea breeze, carrying the warmth from the sun, rushed into the cabin, blending with their gradually disordered breathing. Time seemed to solidify into eternity at this moment.

The kiss was gentle and long, as if to make up for the time missed over the years.