Chapter 1231: The Night is Gentle, She is Alluring

Lin Lang poked Wang Xinling's nose with his fingertip and said with a smile, "Isn't my narcissism because you spoiled me? You say 'husband is the best' all the time, so it's hard for me to be humble."

Wang Xinling grabbed Lin Lang's mischievous hand, a smile spreading across her eyes: "Well, you're great, husband! You have no flaws except for being a womanizer."

Lin Lang smirked, "Being a womanizer is a virtue. If I weren't, how would our story begin?"

Wang Xinling tilted her head playfully, blinked her big, bright eyes, and thought for a moment. "Honey, what you said seems to make sense. How come everything you say makes sense?"

"Silly girl, you've been blinded by love and are completely drowning in it!" Lin Lang couldn't help but lower his head and kiss Wang Xinling's soft red lips.

Wang Xinling chuckled and said, "Honey, everyone online says that women who fall in love with you will suffer the pain of love for a lifetime, but I feel happy!"

Lin Lang held Wang Xinling's warm body tightly and said affectionately, "That's because our love is mutual!"

Wang Xinling felt a surge of joy upon hearing this. She nuzzled her nose against Lin Lang's chin and said in a soft, coquettish voice, "Honey, I really love you so much!"

"Silly girl, your husband loves you even more! From now on, I'm going to make up for all the good things you never got to enjoy in the past."

Wang Xinling's heart softened, her eyes welled up with tears, and she said emotionally, "I am very happy right now."

"With my husband by my side, the warm home you bought for me in Shanghai, and a bright future within reach, what more could I ask for?"

Lin Lang smiled and didn't say anything more. He just gently patted Wang Xinling's beautiful back, like comforting a wronged kitten.

The room was quiet, with only the sound of their heartbeats intertwining in the air, like a gentle concerto.

After a while, Wang Xinling suddenly looked up at Lin Lang with bright eyes and said, "Honey, let's name our daughter and son in advance?"

"Haha...you're too impatient!" Lin Lang flicked her nose. "The baby isn't even conceived yet, and you're already thinking about a name?"

Wang Xinling winked playfully and smiled sweetly, "Since you're so accurate with your fortune telling, and since I'm destined to have a daughter as your first child and a son as your second, let's name our children in advance so I can build a bond with them and look forward to their arrival!"

Lin Lang replied indulgently, "Okay! As long as you're happy."

Wang Xinling asked curiously, "Honey, your daughter's name has the character '芷' in the middle. Does it have any meaning?"

Lin Lang patiently replied, "In Chinese, '芷' refers to a fragrant herb, namely angelica, a perennial herb with a pleasant aroma. The ancients often used it to symbolize noble and virtuous character."

"In the Chu Ci, there is a poem that says, 'I wear fragrant herbs and orchids as my belt,' which uses fragrant herbs to symbolize the noble character of a gentleman."

“When girls use the character ‘芷’ in their names, it is taken from the meaning of ‘fragrant herbs’, symbolizing that people are as fresh and natural as grass and trees, with an elegant and refined temperament. By borrowing its ‘fragrant’ quality, it implies that they are of noble character and are loved by others. Like fragrant herbs, they are naturally fragrant and approachable.”

"Plants and trees have a tenacious vitality in nature, and 'Zhi' also implies the expectation of vigorous growth and growing towards the sun."

"I hope my daughters will be as resilient as plants, possessing both gentle beauty and the purity of herbs."

As Lin Lang spoke of this, the lovely faces and small figures of his daughters unconsciously appeared in his mind, a sight that was both healing and heartwarming.

After hearing this, Wang Xinling said with admiration, "Honey, you truly deserve to be called a Nobel Prize-winning writer. You are so cultured! I never imagined that using the character '芷' in a girl's name would not only give a gentle feeling but also convey the meaning of integrity and nobility."

"Honey, what do you want to name our daughter, Lin Zhi?"

Wang Xinling's big eyes darted around, and after thinking for a moment, she replied, "How about Lin Zhiyue?"

Lin Lang replied with a smile, "My twin daughters with the beautiful writer Su Wanxing, one is named Lin Zhiyue and the other is named Lin Zhixin. They can't have the same name."

After hearing this, Wang Xinling pouted and muttered, "Then, which concubine is Su Wanxing to you?"

Lin Lang replied truthfully, "The eighteenth concubine."

"Huh?" Wang Xinling asked in surprise, "Then after I get pregnant and have a formal status, how many concubines will I be listed in the Lin family genealogy?"

Lin Lang replied, "It's probably the thirty-second concubine, or maybe the thirty-third. It depends on whether you or Yang Mi get pregnant first."

"Uh..." Wang Xinling wiped away her cold sweat, her expression exaggeratedly astonished, "No way?"

"Honey, you're such a womanizer!"

"Can your body handle so many concubines?"

"Won't you be able to walk with your legs bent and your body completely drained by kidney deficiency?" Wang Xinling looked at Lin Lang with a wry smile and a wronged expression.

Lin Lang couldn't help but laugh and said, "You don't need to worry about that. I have the Golden Kidney Power, so I'll never suffer from kidney deficiency."

Wang Xinling's eyes widened immediately, like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on. She pouted and said coquettishly, "I'm not happy. You have too many concubines, don't you? I only knew you were a scumbag, but I didn't expect you to be so promiscuous."

Lin Lang was amused by Wang Xinling's pitiful little face, and reached out to ruffle her hair, making her soft hair messy.

"Silly girl, becoming my thirty-second concubine is the greatest honor of your life. Don't be ungrateful."

"Hmph! You scumbag husband, I don't like you anymore!" Wang Xinling said, but her body language betrayed her words as she hugged Lin Lang even tighter.

Lin Lang said with a smile, "So, do you still want to name our daughter and son in advance?"

"Of course I want to!" Wang Xinling pouted and reached out to smooth her hair, but Lin Lang held her hand down.

She simply gave up, leaned into Lin Lang's arms, pressed her ear against his chest, and listened to his steady and powerful heartbeat. The orderly rhythm gave her a sense of security.

Lin Lang gently stroked Wang Xinling's long hair with his slender fingers and said tenderly, "How about we name our daughter Lin Zhishan?"

Wang Xinling's eyes lit up upon hearing this. She sniffed and smiled sweetly, "It sounds nice. I like the name Lin Zhishan."

Seeing the smile return to Wang Xinling's face, Lin Lang placed a precious kiss on her forehead and said affectionately, "Then it's settled."

“Okay! Hehe…” Wang Xinling smiled sweetly.

Lin Lang looked down at Wang Xinling and saw that she had buried her face in his chest, with only her fluffy hair showing. His heart melted.

He reached out and lifted Wang Xinling's chin, making her look at him with an intensely serious gaze: "Silly wife, why are you so easy to coax?"

Wang Xinling's eyes welled up with tears. She pouted slightly, reached out and hugged Lin Lang's neck, burying her face in the crook of his neck: "Because I love you! I love you so much! Even if you hit me every day, I will never leave you!"

She spoke humbly, but with such sincerity.

Lin Lang gently patted Wang Xinling's beautiful back, like comforting a wronged little animal, and coaxed her tenderly, "Silly girl, what are you saying? Your husband loves you so much, how could he bear to hit you?"

Wang Xinling hugged Lin Lang tightly, nestled in his broad embrace, and said emotionally, "I used to think that no matter how glorious my life was, there was always an empty space in my heart. It wasn't until I met you that I realized that space was waiting for you to fill it."

Lin Lang's heart skipped a beat. He looked down into Wang Xinling's big, wet eyes, where his own image was clearly reflected, filled with an unyielding tenderness.

"Silly wife, how can you be so adorable? Your husband will always cherish you and have a love affair with you that will never end!"

"Really?" Wang Xinling's voice trembled with uncertainty.

"More real than pearls." Lin Lang lowered his head and gently pecked Wang Xinling's lips. "I used to think that sleeping with different women was more interesting, but I didn't realize until I met you that watching you laugh and listening to you chatter on and on is more interesting than anything else."

Wang Xinling's cheeks flushed instantly, and she smiled sweetly, unable to hide her happiness, "You're so annoying, saying such cheesy love words."

"You still like hearing cheesy things?" Lin Lang chuckled, reaching out to pinch Wang Xinling's earlobe, which was as soft and warm as a piece of jade.

Wang Xinling kissed Lin Lang on the lips, then suddenly remembered something, pulled away from his embrace a little, and said with bright eyes, "Honey, you haven't named our son yet!"

Lin Lang's eyes were as deep as the night sky, reflecting Wang Xinling's charming and alluring figure, and carrying a burning heat.

"My dear wife, let's try to have a baby first, and get our daughter pregnant!" Lin Lang's voice was deep and husky, with a lazy smile. His kiss landed lightly on her lips, like a feather brushing against her heart.

Wang Xinling's cheeks instantly burned. She reached out to push Lin Lang away, but he firmly grasped her wrist and pressed it against the pillow.

"Husband, stop fooling around..." Her voice was barely audible, with a hint of shy panting, but her eyes were involuntarily fixed on his face so close to hers, her heart pounding as if it would jump out of her throat.

Lin Lang didn't say anything more, but responded to Wang Xinling's shyness with a kiss.

From forehead to nose, from cheek to neck, then to earlobe, and finally to lips, every kiss is filled with tenderness and affection, like a spring breeze rippling across a lake.

Wang Xinling gradually relaxed, her eyelashes trembling slightly. She slowly closed her hazy eyes, reached out and hugged his neck, letting herself sink into this gentle embrace.

The sweetness in the air grew stronger, like honey that couldn't be dissolved, lingering around the two of them.

The moonlight outside the window had crept in unnoticed, casting a hazy glow on the two of them through the thin curtains, as if gilding the sweet atmosphere with a gentle golden edge.

Tonight is destined to be a tender and romantic sleepless night.