Chapter 491: Miss Chu's kiss is so sweet

At noon that day.

Lin Lang sat comfortably in the Chu family's private plane, which was flying steadily from Shanghai Hongqiao Airport towards the Land of Cherry Blossoms.

The decoration of the independent luxury cabin is low-key and luxurious. It is equipped with a sofa and a bed. It is so quiet that there is only a slight sound of air flow.

The beautiful Chu Yiren sat next to Lin Lang and gently opened an exquisite laptop. The light from the screen shone on her focused face.

Chu Yiren seemed to be preparing to deal with some important matters, or starting some entertainment time during the flight, while Lin Lang glanced sideways, his thoughts quietly moved by this scene.

"Wife, why are you turning on the computer instead of chatting with me?"

Chu Yiren tapped her slender hand lightly, and the laptop screen lit up. A collection of Sanda boxing KO highlights appeared on the screen. It was Sato Masano, the opponent that Lin Lang was going to fight in the Sakura Country.

AI generates beautiful pictures of Chu Yiren

Sato Masano looked ferocious, with a sinister light in his triangular eyes, as if he could see through his opponent's soul, which was chilling.

In the KO highlights of Sanda boxing matches, Sato Masano was like a devil from hell, with every move carrying endless brutality.

Sato Masano's punches were like heavy artillery, with a whistling sound that could tear the air, ruthlessly bombarding the opponent. His kicks were like steel whips, and wherever he hit them, the opponent could only dodge in embarrassment.

Sato Masano is as savage as a bull, charging forward recklessly, and his fighting style is simply simple: he crushes his opponents in the most direct and violent way, like a bulldozer out of control, leaving behind only a mess wherever it passes. His opponents are staggering under his attack, and have no power to fight back.

Chu Yiren watched the video, frowned slightly, and said with a hint of worry: "Dear, I have studied it carefully. This Sato Masano is almost invincible in Sanda boxing. You are facing an extremely strong opponent this time."

Lin Lang replied fearlessly: "I have never heard of this Sato Masano, but I know the K-1 free fighting event. The GP champion in 1997 and 1998 was called Sato Masano."

Unexpectedly, Chu Yiren replied: "The K-1 champion you mentioned, Masahiro Sato, is a representative figure in the fighting world of Sakura Country and is regarded as a national hero. He is Masahiro Sato's biological brother and also his Sanda coach."

After hearing this, Lin Lang said with interest: "After hearing what you said, my dear, I would like to fight with Sato Masano's brother in the K-1 ring."

Here is the difference between K-1 free fighting and Sanda boxing. K-1 prohibits the use of elbows and throws, while Sanda allows throws and elbows in some competitions.

K-1 matches are faster-paced, and Sanda has more scoring techniques; K-1 gloves are smaller, while Sanda gloves are thicker and larger; K-1 matches are mainly commercial, while Sanda focuses on competition and the development of traditional national sports.

"Honey, although you and Sato Masahiro are both 100 meters tall, Sato Masahiro weighs kilograms!"

"Let's put aside Sato Masayuki's dominance in the K-1 ring and how ferocious his fighting style is. In the K-1 Grand Prix, your weight of 75 kilograms is really a disadvantage for you, husband!"

The K-1 Grand Prix mentioned by Chui is a competition with no distinction between different levels.

Lin Lang put his arm around Chu Yiren's shoulders affectionately and said half-jokingly, "Don't old people always say that suffering a loss is a blessing? How about I wait until I defeat my younger brother Sato Masano and then challenge my older brother Sato Masashi?"

Chu Yiren was shocked after hearing this: "Husband, are you kidding or are you serious?"

Lin Lang replied seriously: "Of course I am serious, but beating Sato Masano and winning the gold belt of the "China-Japan Sanda King Championship" can't satisfy my ambition at all."

"If I can buy one get one free, and I can also win Sato Masano's K-1PG championship gold belt and bring it back to my country, I can beat up the national hero of Sakura Country and make the audience and boxing fans of Sakura Country shut themselves up. Wouldn't that be wonderful and joyful!?"

As Lin Lang spoke, a smirk of overwhelming confidence appeared on his face.

"Husband, you have great ambitions."

"But the 75kg-class daily Sanda champion, Masano Sato, has already swept the world's Sanda competitions and dominated the international Sanda boxing world."

"Not to mention his brother, Sato Masayuki, who is a legendary boxing champion in the Sakura Country fighting world."

"Husband, you should prepare for the battle with all your strength first and defeat Sato Masano first!"

Lin Lang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with an uninhibited smile, and said lightly: "What Sato Masano, in my eyes, is just a little Karami."

"Do I need to prepare for a duel with this little Karami? All I need is my hands!"

After hearing this, Chu Yiren couldn't help but open her red lips and smiled lightly, "Husband, you are so arrogant to say this. Why do I feel like you are a little bit proud now?"

Chu Yiren's bright eyes were full of tenderness and doting. She tilted her head slightly and looked at Lin Lang, as if she was scolding him, but in fact she was more like admiring his unruly self-confidence.

Lin Lang gently kissed Chu Yiren's beautiful face, and then said with a proud look:

"Whether it's Sato Masano or his K-1 champion brother Sato Masajutsu, they are just stepping stones on my way to the top."

"I want to make the audience and boxing fans of Sakura Country fall into a deep shadow of fear, and let them witness with their own eyes how I severely ravage the fighting champion of Sakura Country."

"I will beat the Sato brothers beyond recognition, until even their own mother can't recognize them."

"I want to make it clear to the entire Sakura Country fighting community that I, Lin Lang, am the undisputed fighting champion. Even the K-1 champion Sato Masashi, who they regard as a national hero, is equally fragile and vulnerable."

Chu Yiren looked at Lin Lang's arrogant appearance. Although she was a little worried, she was also infected by his strong self-confidence.

"Hubby, I don't know if you can win, but you look pretty cool when you act tough and say tough things."

After Chu Yiren finished speaking, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Lin Lang raised his wicked smile, took Chu Yiren into his arms, and whispered in her ear: "Wife, I'm not just talking. How do you want to reward me after I win the boxing match?"

Chu Yiren snuggled in Lin Lang's arms like a well-behaved kitten, and said teasingly, "It's only natural that you won. Why should I specially reward you?"

Lin Lang pretended to be wronged, hugged Chu Yiren tighter, and sprayed his warm breath on her neck, and said softly: "Although it is natural for me to win, but without your reward, the taste of victory would lose some of its sweetness."

Chu Yiren's neck was tickled by Lin Lang. "Okay, then how do you want me to reward you?"

Lin Lang chuckled and said, "Of course, you use your gentleness to completely melt me. That is my greatest source of motivation."

After saying that, Lin Lang gently bit Chu Yiren's earlobe.

Chu Yiren could naturally tell that Lin Lang was greedy for her body, and she blushed as she replied, "This indecent reward won't work. Change it."

"Wife, can you bear to see me alone facing the bright moon after winning the finals against Sato Masano?"

As he spoke, Lin Lang's hand gently stroked Chu Yiren's waist, his eyes full of love and expectation.

Chu Yiren held Lin Lang's hand awkwardly and snorted, "You always knock out your opponent in the first round and make them fall asleep. What a fight! Stop trying to act cute and pitiful in front of me."

After hearing what Chu Yiren said, Lin Lang not only did not restrain himself, but his smirk became even more intense.

"Wife, don't be so stingy, don't you want to give me a special reward?"

Chu Yiren rolled her eyes at Lin Lang and said coquettishly, "You are such a smooth talker. You are just trying to trick me into bed before we get married."

Lin Lang said seriously: "I am not just coaxing you, but I love you with my true feelings."

As he spoke, Lin Lang's face slowly moved closer to Chu Yiren, his eyes lingering on her lips.

Chu Yiren leaned back slightly, deliberately not letting Lin Lang kiss her. She said shyly, "Don't push your luck. Control your possessiveness. The way you look at me now is full of green light."

Lin Lang hugged the beautiful Chu Yiren and raised his eyebrows. He smelled the unique luxurious custom perfume on her and smiled playfully as if he was intoxicated.

"Honey, the one with the green light is a husky, and my eyes are clearly filled with the burning fire of love for you, it's burning so fiercely that it's almost burning me to a crisp."

"I just want to draw some sweet nourishment from you, so that my heart, which beats for you, will not be dried up by lovesickness."

"You have the heart to put out the flame of my love and let me wither away alone?"

Lin Lang's eyes became increasingly fiery, his voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of bewitching intent.

Chu Yiren raised her eyebrows slightly, and teased with a bit of coquettishness and dissatisfaction: "You have been so good these days, you can't be seen at all, you hang out outside every day, and don't come back to the Chu residence to spend the night."

"I don't know how much so-called sweet nutrients you have absorbed from those wild women out there. I'm afraid you have been so nourished by those women that you almost forgot my existence, right?"

"Wife, my heart is so full of you, a rich girl, that there is no room for anyone else." The expression on Lin Lang's face was pitiful.

"Humph, you playboy, stop acting so pitiful in front of me and saying you're exhausted from lovesickness. Your acting is so bad!"

Lin Lang gently pinched Chu Yiren's nose and said with a playful smile: "Although my acting skills are bad, my sincerity towards you is true."

"Even if my performance was lame, it was only because I cared too much about you that I lost my composure. In front of Sister Yiren, all my little thoughts were exposed, because you are my only destined heroine.

Chu Yiren was overjoyed when Lin Lang said she was the only destined heroine. The corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, and her eyes were filled with joy that she could not hide. She finally smiled.

Chu Yiren twisted her body tenderly in Lin Lang's arms and said coquettishly, "I can let you kiss as much as you want on the plane, but only on the lips, not on anything else. Can you accept that?"

Lin Lang was quite unwilling to accept such restrictions, and many charming thoughts flashed through his mind, but he had no choice but to agree helplessly and dotingly.

"Okay, okay, my wife has given the order, how dare I disobey?"

"You said just kissing, then that's up to you, I'm going to start kissing now."

After he finished speaking, Lin Lang lowered his head slightly, his eyes fixed on Chu Yiren's lips, making Chu Yiren feel shy and embarrassed.

Then, Lin Lang slowly leaned over, and when his lips gently touched Chu Yiren, it was as if an electric current passed through their bodies, causing their hearts to tremble at the same time.

At first, the kiss was just a light touch, a barely perceptible feeling, but it was filled with endless tenderness and attachment.

Chu Yiren's cheeks flushed, as sweet as a peach on earth. She slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her body tensed slightly, with a sense of shyness and nervousness that she had never experienced before.

Lin Lang felt the change in Chu Yiren, and the love in his heart grew stronger.

Lin Lang gently held Chu Yiren's face in his hands, and his slender fingers, with a slight warmth, gently stroked her baby-like delicate cheeks, then slowly deepened the kiss.

Chu Yiren's hair swayed gently under the disturbance of the weak air flow. She subconsciously grabbed Lin Lang's clothes, her fingertips curled slightly, and kissed Lin Lang back passionately, her whole body immersed in this sweetness.

The breathing and heartbeats of the couple, and the low roar of the aircraft engine, are intertwined in the space of the independent luxurious cabin, and the ambiguous atmosphere spreads wantonly at an altitude of ten thousand meters.