Chapter 1238: 19-year-old Ying Bao, charming and adorable

Lin Lang took Zhao Liying back to the large apartment he had bought for her in Shanghai. The heavy security door closed gently behind them with a dull thud.

A faint fragrance wafted from the room, and the interior was clean and tidy.

The minimalist decor further highlights Zhao Liying's seemingly weak but actually resilient, decisive, and straightforward personality.

Before Zhao Liying could even change her shoes, Lin Lang suddenly reached out and pulled her between the door panel and his embrace, his arms bracing against the door panel, forming a gentle encirclement.

He looked down at Zhao Liying with deep affection, his eyes shining like stars, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

Zhao Liying, who had just recovered from a back injury, still sported the same ancient costume hairstyle she wore while filming, with a few strands of hair falling beside her cheeks. Although she still looked somewhat haggard, she was so beautiful that it made people's hearts clench.

"Baby, you said you didn't get enough kisses at the hospital, but now no one will bother us." Lin Lang's voice was a little husky as his fingertips gently brushed against her reddened earlobe.

Zhao Liying was pinned against the door by Lin Lang and held in his arms. The faint smell of tobacco on his body lingered in her nose, her heart skipped a beat, and a blush rose on her cheeks.

She raised her hand and placed it against Lin Lang's chest, her fingertips able to feel his warm body temperature, her tone tinged with a hint of coquettishness: "Honey, your old habit of being too impatient has struck again?"

"I'm so eager because you're so beautiful. My heart races when I see you, and I want to hold you in my arms and kiss you all I want." Lin Lang lowered his head, his gaze falling on Zhao Liying's full lips. That delicate rosy color made Lin Lang unable to resist wanting to kiss her.

Zhao Liying looked up at Lin Lang shyly, her eyelashes trembling slightly like startled butterfly wings. Suddenly, she tiptoed and leaned closer, her soft lips brushing against the corner of Lin Lang's lips, carrying her unique fragrance.

"Then... shall we kiss a little longer?" Zhao Liying's voice was as light as a feather, tickling the heart.

Lin Lang's eyes darkened, and he could no longer restrain himself.

He tilted his head slightly, accurately capturing Zhao Liying's lips, first gently tracing them, as if handling a fragile treasure.

Zhao Liying slowly wrapped her arms around Lin Lang's neck, her body went slightly weak, and she unconsciously leaned closer to him.

The kiss deepened, carrying each other's warmth and breath.

Lin Lang placed his palm on the back of Zhao Liying's neck, gently caressing her delicate skin, and pulled her closer to him.

There seemed to be shimmering light flowing in the air, and sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, falling on the intertwined figures of the two, outlining a soft and beautiful silhouette.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Liying gently pushed Lin Lang, her cheeks flushed red enough to cook an egg, her breath slightly ragged: "You're so annoying, honey, you're making me breathless from all that kissing..."

Lin Lang pressed his forehead against Zhao Liying's, their noses touching, their breaths mingling.

He looked into Zhao Liying's misty eyes, his gaze filled with tenderness: "Baby, what should I do if I want to kiss you again?"

Zhao Liying glared at Lin Lang reproachfully, but her eyes were full of laughter: "Greedy rascal..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Lang gently pecked the corner of her lips again. The peck was as light as a snowflake falling on a plum blossom, which made Zhao Liying burst out laughing.

"Honey, you haven't been spending time with me lately. Do you have someone new?"

Lin Lang gently coaxed with a smile, "No, it's just that I'm too busy with my company's affairs, plus your filming schedule is too full, so we can never find a time to coincide."

Zhao Liying nestled sweetly in Lin Lang's arms, coquettishly asking, "Honey, do you miss me?"

Lin Lang looked down into Zhao Liying's bright, sparkling eyes. This time, it wasn't on a television screen, but in reality, right in front of him, that he truly felt her beauty. Unable to contain his excitement, he replied, "I've been thinking about it! I've been thinking about it so much!"

Zhao Liying pouted and muttered, "Bullshit! I don't believe it. You miss me and don't call me? You're always too lazy to reply to my texts."

Lin Lang held Zhao Liying's soft, delicate body tightly, as if he couldn't bear to part with her.

"Silly wife, the Lin Group's business empire spans the globe. I'm so busy every day, how can I think about you all the time? But as soon as I have a spare moment, I'll reply to your text message immediately!"

"Really? Aren't you just making excuses for me?" Zhao Liying snuggled in Lin Lang's arms, clearly still a little doubtful.

Lin Lang lowered his head, his nose brushing against the top of Zhao Liying's hair, his voice gentle and deep: "How could this be fake? Of course it's true!"

Zhao Liying was secretly delighted after hearing this and giggled, "Honey, I miss you so much every day. Sometimes I can't even concentrate on filming because I'm always worried that you'll find someone new and stop loving me!"

Lin Lang gently stroked Zhao Liying's shoulder and softly comforted her, "Silly girl, don't overthink things, especially when filming action scenes. It's easy to get into danger if you're not fully focused."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but turn his head and kiss Zhao Liying's fair and slender neck. His warm breath brushed against her delicate skin, carrying a tender and careful affection.

Zhao Liying shrank her neck, which was a little itchy from the kisses, but obediently didn't move. She just buried her face in Lin Lang's shoulder and said in a wronged tone, "Honey, then spend more time with me, and I won't overthink things!"

Lin Lang readily agreed: "Okay, from now on I'll stick by your side whenever I have time, but you can't complain about me then."

"No worries, no worries! I'm overjoyed!" Zhao Liying's happy and sweet smile was incredibly cute.

"Baby," Lin Lang sighed softly as he kissed you, "I was so worried when I heard on the phone that you fell off a horse and injured your back while filming. I wanted to fly to the hospital right away. Luckily, your injury is manageable. It really broke my heart!"

Zhao Liying felt a warmth in her heart after hearing this, her voice trembling slightly with lingering fear: "Maybe it's just bad luck."

"I didn't have any good dreams last night, and I felt really anxious. As a result, I had an accident while filming this morning and injured my back. It hurt so much that it scared the staff on set!"

Lin Lang paused in his kiss, then raised his hand to gently stroke Zhao Liying's back, as if comforting a frightened animal.

"Silly wife, what did you dream about last night?"

Zhao Liying snuggled closer to Lin Lang, her voice muffled.

"Last night I dreamt I was in a dark forest, unable to find my way. I called your name, husband, but no one answered. There were things tripping me up, and no matter how hard I ran, I couldn't move..."

"I woke up in fright, and my heart was pounding. I never expected to fall off a horse and get injured while filming an action scene this morning!"

As she spoke, Zhao Liying took a deep breath, still shaken, recalling the scene of falling off a horse during filming, and her heart clenched once again.

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Lang pulled her into an even tighter embrace.

He lifted Zhao Liying's chin, making her look up at him, his eyes full of tenderness, and kissed away the moisture that welled up in the corners of her eyes.

"Don't be afraid, baby. Dreams are often the opposite of reality. From now on, I will always be there to stop you from getting hurt again."

As he spoke, his kiss landed again, from Zhao Liying's brow to the tip of her nose, finally stopping on her pink lips, as gentle as a feather brushing against her skin.

Zhao Liying closed her hazy eyes, feeling the tenderness between Lin Lang's lips. The fear she had felt earlier was gradually replaced by warmth. She felt that being held by him like this made even the worst dreams seem less scary.

Lin Lang's kiss, filled with a tender and doting affection, slowly spread from the corner of Zhao Liying's lips, its gentle touch lingering on her lips.

He wrapped one arm around Zhao Liying's waist, pulling her closer to him, while his other hand gently supported the back of her neck, his fingertips running through her hair, feeling its softness.

Zhao Liying's breathing gradually became erratic, her eyelashes trembled gently on Lin Lang's cheek, her hands around his neck tightened unconsciously, and her body went slightly limp with his kisses, only able to rely on his support to avoid slipping.

The air seemed to be filled with melting honey, and an ambiguous atmosphere permeated the room, even their breaths carried a tender warmth.

Zhao Liying responded to Lin Lang's kiss with deep emotion, sometimes with a restrained eagerness, as if she wanted to knead all the longing she had felt over the past few days into this kiss.

Lin Lang held Zhao Liying tightly as her body grew increasingly hot, feeling her tender affection and stealing her sweet scent.

Zhao Liying tilted her head slightly and deepened the kiss. Everything around them seemed to stand still, leaving only their accelerated heartbeats and disordered breathing.

However, just as the two were deeply engrossed in their kiss, a sudden, urgent cell phone ring broke the silence of the room.

Zhao Liying's body stiffened, like a startled fawn. She turned her head sharply, her face flushed. She gently pushed Lin Lang's chest, her voice slightly hoarse and shy from the kiss.

"Honey, don't be in such a hurry. Let me see who called."

Lin Lang was engrossed in the kiss when he was interrupted, and was a little annoyed. He wanted to continue kissing Zhao Liying, but his tone was coquettish: "Oh, stop looking. Can't you call me back after we're done?"

Zhao Liying was amused by Lin Lang and reached out to pinch his cheek: "Once you start messing with me, you can't stop. Who knows when it will end?"

"I'd better answer the phone first, just in case it's urgent!" she said, breaking free from Lin Lang's embrace before he could object, and frantically pulled her phone out of her pocket.

On the screen, the caller ID displayed the word "Mom".

Zhao Liying immediately suppressed her embarrassment, held up her finger to Lin Lang, made a shushing gesture, and whispered "shh".

Lin Lang reluctantly let go of her hand, watching Zhao Liying walk quickly towards the coffee table in the living room. He leaned against the door frame, his fingertips still carrying the faint scent of her perfume, his eyes filled with an unyielding smile.

Zhao Liying took a deep breath, pressed the answer button, and tried to keep her voice steady: "Hello, Mom."

Zhao's mother's anxious voice immediately came from the other end of the phone, filled with deep worry.

"Daughter! How are you? I heard from your assistant Xiaofang that you fell off a horse while filming? Are you injured anywhere? How serious is it?"

Zhao Liying quickly sat down on the sofa and reassured her with a smile, "Mom, I'm fine, don't worry. I've already been discharged from the hospital. The doctor said it's just a minor injury and I'll be fine after a couple of days of rest."

"Are you really alright? You always only report good news and never bad news."

Zhao's mother was clearly worried, her tone full of suspicion, "I'll go and have your cousin book a flight to Shanghai for me. I'll go take care of you for a few days, otherwise I won't feel at ease."

"Oh my god, you really don't need to."

Zhao Liying quickly stopped her, deliberately raising her voice to make it sound strong and resonant, "Listen to my voice, how loud it is! If something were wrong, how could my voice be so loud?"

"Mom, this is the season when there's a lot of farm work to do. Why don't you stay home and help Dad with the farm work?"

After a few seconds of silence on the other end, Zhao's mother still couldn't help but ask, "Daughter, are you really alright? If you got hurt while filming, please don't hide it from me and your father."