Chapter 842: Everyone Stand Up and Salute the Affectionate Ancestor

Lin Lang lowered his head and gently rubbed Zhao Lanshan's reddened ear tip, his warm breath brushing her neck: "Wife, you are so beautiful today, so beautiful, ha ha ha beautiful!"

"Humph, stop using sweet words to coax me. If it weren't for the fact that I'm pregnant with your baby, I wouldn't stand for this kind of cowardice."

"Wife, don't be angry. Negative emotions will affect the fetus." Lin Lang's fingertips brushed across the pearl necklace on Zhao Lanshan's collarbone, and he hugged her tighter. His heartbeat under his suit was clearly transmitted through the fabric.

"You just use the baby to cover for you, which makes me worry at all." Zhao Lanshan still pouted unhappily.

Lin Lang had no choice but to use his trump card, the gentle killing move. He stroked her slender waist with his warm palms and lowered his head to kiss Zhao Lanshan's soft lips.

At the moment when Lin Lang's lips were about to fall, Zhao Lanshan turned her head away, reluctantly trying to stop Lin Lang from kissing her. But in the end, Lin Lang persisted and hugged her and kissed her.

The warmth between Lin Lang's lips broke down Zhao Lanshan's defenses. In Lin Lang's passionate kiss, Zhao Lanshan pretended to be disgusted at first and was just passively kissed by Lin Lang.

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But you can't hide your love for someone. Zhao Lanshan's body was very honest. She unconsciously put her arms around Lin Lang's neck and began to kiss him back passionately.

Lin Lang felt Zhao Lanshan's response, so he deepened this gentle and passionate kiss.

Zhao Lanshan was soon kissed by Lin Lang and lost her temper. She leaned in Lin Lang's arms with a blushing face, slightly tilted her head to respond to Lin Lang's kiss, turning all her jealousy into sweetness.

Lin Lang's kiss was irresistibly aggressive. His palm was pressed against Zhao Lanshan's lower back, pulling her into his arms. The friction of the fabric of his suit made a slight sound, which mixed with their disordered breathing and intertwined into an enchanting rhythm in the quiet space.

Zhao Lanshan had been pretending to be angry, but now she stopped. She hugged Lin Lang's neck tenderly, feeling that all her sweet breath and thoughts had been taken away by Lin Lang. She could only let him hug and kiss her greedily.

Lin Lang could feel that Zhao Lanshan's kiss back was meant as a punishment. She would deliberately bite him lightly from time to time, as if to warn Lin Lang not to make her angry again.

Soon, Zhao Lanshan's legs became weak from the kiss, and she collapsed on Lin Lang, with the back of her neck supported by his slender fingers, the angle just right to meet his request for a kiss.

Lin Lang's kiss, with the light breeze and warmth of the sun, and with a gentle domineering touch, made Zhao Lanshan's heart beat faster and faster, as if her delicate body was ignited at this moment, and every excited heartbeat seemed to be calling Lin Lang's name.

It has to be said that Lin Lang's kissing skills have already reached perfection.

As they kissed, Zhao Lanshan's emotions turned against her. She struggled and gently pushed Lin Lang away, saying coquettishly, "Don't think I'm so easy to coax that I won't be angry just because you kiss me."

"Don't hide...I haven't kissed you enough, my dear." Lin Lang once again hugged Zhao Lanshan in his arms, whispering against her blushing cheek. His hot breath brushed past her ears, giving Zhao Lanshan goose bumps all over her body.

"You're so bad, you're so bad!" Zhao Lanshan acted coquettishly in Lin Lang's arms.

"Hehe... then I will continue to be naughty for you to see." Lin Lang's kiss went down along Zhao Lanshan's jawline, lingered on her delicate collarbone, and left a kiss of love on her swan neck.

Zhao Lanshan raised her head, exposing the graceful curve of her neck to Lin Lang. She bit her lower lip, suppressing the gasp that was about to escape.

Lin Lang raised his head, staring at Zhao Lanshan's watery eyes with burning gaze, and gently stroked her rosy lips with his thumb.

"Are you still angry?" Lin Lang's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of temptation.

Zhao Lanshan opened her mouth like a kitten, pretending to bite Lin Lang's thumb. Lin Lang quickly retracted his hand and said jokingly with a smile: "Wife, you are indeed a tiger. Why are you biting me?"

"Humph, I'll bite you, you scumbag. I want to bite off one of your legs so that you don't go out and flirt with other girls every day."

Lin Lang chuckled, scratched Zhao Lanshan's nose, and said gently, "Silly wife, are you really willing to bite off my leg? That would hurt me so much!"

Zhao Lanshan looked at Lin Lang with affection in her eyes, and replied with a pouty mouth: "Don't pretend to be pitiful with me here, you are just a big liar with a heart of gold."

"Haha, honey, you're right this time. If I weren't a philandering liar, our story wouldn't have started, and you wouldn't have gotten pregnant with our child!"

"Hey...you scumbag, you are not ashamed of this, but proud of it, right?" Zhao Lanshan lightly hit Lin Lang's shoulder with her pink fist.

"Baby, if I wasn't thick-skinned, would I be able to marry such a beautiful little wife like you?"

"Humph, you scumbag have a thicker skin than a city wall. I am really defeated by you."

"Wife, so you are calm now?"

Zhao Lanshan snuggled in Lin Lang's arms and replied in a cute and docile manner, "If I don't calm down, what can I do to you? I chose to embark on the path of being your concubine, and I will finish it even if I have to kneel down."

Lin Lang gently stroked Zhao Lanshan's shoulders and coaxed her, "Silly wife, don't talk so sadly."

Zhao Lanshan nuzzled into Lin Lang's arms and hummed softly, "You knew that I was mad at you, but you didn't come to comfort me for several days. I thought you didn't love me anymore because you had a new lover. I couldn't eat or sleep well these days, and I cried secretly several times out of grievance!"

Lin Lang laughed and joked, "Really? My beloved wife is the daughter of a gangster. Do you still have the time to cry?"

"Hate it, it's all your fault that you made me angry, you philandering guy, and you still have the nerve to make fun of me, I'm going to ignore you!"

"Haha, I was wrong, honey. Be good and don't be angry anymore!"

Zhao Lanshan raised her head slightly and looked at Lin Lang, muttering aggrievedly: "You bad guy actually laughed at me, who gave you the courage to be such a scumbag and take it for granted that you are unfaithful?"

Lin Lang kissed Zhao Lanshan's chattering little mouth again. This time the kiss was more passionate than before, as if he wanted to pour all his love into it.

Brother Lang’s trick is that if one kiss doesn’t satisfy Zhao Lanshan, he will kiss her again until he is dizzy and she completely loses her temper.

Lin Lang's kiss was extremely affectionate, and his hot breath instantly enveloped Zhao Lanshan.

His palm gently clasped the back of Zhao Lanshan's head, not giving her the chance to retreat. His mouth was like it was rented, greedily kissing Zhao Lanshan.

Zhao Lanshan struggled symbolically at first, and her pink fist landed on Lin Lang's chest, but it felt like it landed on a ball of cotton, soft and powerless.

Lin Lang's kiss was aggressive yet gentle. Zhao Lanshan felt dizzy and her brain went blank. The words she wanted to continue scolding him were all dissipated in this suffocating kiss.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, like the wings of a frightened butterfly, and she slowly closed her eyes, and her whole body involuntarily collapsed in Lin Lang's arms.

Lin Lang's kiss lingered, sometimes as gentle as a feather, sometimes as hot as a raging fire.

He greedily absorbed the sweetness that belonged to her. This sweet and intoxicating kiss made Zhao Lanshan's heartbeat even more disordered.

Her hands had climbed up Lin Lang's neck without her noticing, tightly grasping the clothes on the back of his neck, as if that was her only support in this surging love.

Lin Lang's lips left Zhao Lanshan's cherry mouth, kissed all the way down her delicate jawline, and gently bit her sensitive earlobe.

"Wife, no matter how many women I have, you are the one I love the most!"

"Liar!" Zhao Lanshan couldn't help but snort, her cheeks flushed with an intoxicating blush, as tempting as a ripe peach.

Her breathing became rapid and hot, and her delicate body twisted gently in Lin Lang's arms, pretending that she wanted to break free from Lin Lang's arms, but in fact she wanted Lin Lang to hug her tighter.

"Good wife, don't move. Let your husband hold you and kiss you enough." Lin Lang's low and hoarse voice sounded in Zhao Lanshan's ears, with a hint of bewitching meaning.

"Hmph, stop it, husband. Someone will come to my office soon. It won't be good if someone sees us."

Lin Lang ignored it and covered Zhao Lanshan's soft lips again, this time the kiss was more intense.

Lin Lang wantonly plundered every inch of Zhao Lanshan's breath and took out his best kissing skills, vowing to kiss the capricious Zhao Lanshan completely into losing her temper.

Zhao Lanshan instinctively responded to Lin Lang's kiss, feeling as if she was in a warm ocean, overwhelmed by endless love.

Her consciousness gradually faded, and all her anger and grievances disappeared without a trace in this long kiss.

It is no exaggeration to say that at this moment, the only thing left in Zhao Lanshan's mind was Lin Lang's handsome figure and the warmth of his lips.

The couple's breathing sounds intertwined, filling the entire office with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Lin Lang's warm arms wrapped around Zhao Lanshan's waist. Every time he tightened his arms a little, it seemed to ignite the flames of love, making Zhao Lanshan's body hotter and hotter.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Lang slowly let go of Zhao Lanshan, whose face was flushed and heartbeat was beating fast from the kiss. He stroked her flushed cheek and gazed at her affectionately. "Are you still angry? My little darling."

Zhao Lanshan was breathing slightly, her blurry eyes had not yet fully opened, her cheeks were flushed, her lips were slightly open, moist and delicate after being kissed.

She leaned in Lin Lang's arms, as if all her strength had been drained away. She was limp and had no thought of resisting.

"Hate you, you scumbag, you kissed me so hard that I can't breathe." Zhao Lanshan raised her head, with a misty look still in her eyes. She glanced at Lin Lang in a reproachful manner, her voice carrying a hint of shyness and coquettishness.

Lin Lang looked at Zhao Lanshan's innocent appearance, and a smug smirk appeared on his lips: "Wife, let's go back to the Zhao residence and take a nap now? I'm a little sleepy."

"Hmph, it's not even noon yet. I see you don't want to hug me and take a nap, but you want to sleep with me again." Zhao Lanshan snuggled charmingly in Lin Lang's arms, the corners of her mouth rising involuntarily.