Chapter 980: Reliving Zhao Lanshan’s Tenderness

Lin Lang felt his heart warmed by Zhao Lanshan's sudden kiss. His previous anxiety about her morning sickness was instantly melted by this hot love.

He lowered his head slightly and kissed Zhao Lanshan back, without any impatience, just responding to her eagerness gently.

When lips and teeth touch, it feels like spring rain falling on a newly opened flower bud, gentle and lingering.

Lin Lang could taste the faint scent of First Love Sakura lipstick on Zhao Lanshan's lips. It was refreshing, mixed with her unique cool fragrance, lingering at the tip of his nose.

Zhao Lanshan's body was trembling at first, but gradually she relaxed in Lin Lang's arms. She held him tighter, as if she wanted to put all the unspoken thoughts of these days into this kiss.

Lin Lang's hand gently stroked Zhao Lanshan's back with a soothing force. Every touch seemed to say "I'm here", allowing her to completely let down all her defenses.

There was no unnecessary trouble in this kiss, only the warmth of two hearts pressed tightly together.

He raised his hand to hold the back of Zhao Lanshan's neck, and stroked the fluff at the ends of her hair with his fingertips. He slowed down the kiss with extreme tenderness.

The wind outside the window brought in the fragrance of gardenias, blowing the gauze curtain across the corners of their overlapping clothes. Zhao Lanshan's breathing gradually became disordered, and her nose rubbed against Lin Lang's jaw, with a lazy nasal sound.

Lin Lang tilted his head slightly to make the kiss more intimate.

Zhao Lanshan's lips were very soft and kissed sweetly, but strangely, it made Lin Lang's heart tighten.

The reason was that Lin Lang could feel that Zhao Lanshan obviously missed him very much, but because of her non-clingy personality, he always ignored her and lost many opportunities to be loved by him.

He remembered that the maid said she was lying there feeling unwell due to an empty stomach, but she immediately became energetic when she saw him. Lin Lang couldn't help but hold his arms tighter and deepen the kiss.

Zhao Lanshan groaned, but did not push away. Instead, she stood on tiptoe to bring the kiss closer. The moment she was held in Lin Lang's arms, she finally felt a sense of security.

Lin Lang could see the redness on the tips of Zhao Lanshan's ears, as if they were stained with rouge, and even the skin on the sides of her neck was pink.

Zhao Lanshan was immersed in this kiss and couldn't extricate herself. She wished she could be held in Lin Lang's arms forever and never be separated from him.

Taking the opportunity of kissing Zhao Lanshan, Lin Lang secretly used the [Healing Hands] skill to secretly cure Zhao Lanshan's foot disease of "ingrown toenails".

In this way, Zhao Lanshan will no longer have to suffer the trouble of toenails growing into the flesh around the nail groove.

From this we can see that Lin Lang still loves Zhao Lanshan very much. At least when he saw her, there was no other woman in his mind.

Originally, Lin Lang only planned to deliver breakfast to Zhao Lanshan, spend some time with her, and then leave, and continue to deliver breakfast and tonic soup to other pregnant wives.

He didn't expect Zhao Lanshan to think of him this way. Without saying a few words, she started hugging him and kissing him wildly.

Brother Lang felt soft-hearted and reluctant to leave, so he quietly snapped his fingers twice, summoning two invisible clones, and using the maximum level of the [Transformation and Disguise] skill, he transformed himself into two express delivery staff members to deliver breakfast and tonic soup to other concubines.

It is worth mentioning that ZTO Express was not only a logistics company back then, it also provided errand services such as flower delivery, roast duck delivery, and moving services.

Originally, Lin Lang was the next one to go and deliver breakfast and tonic soup to Gu Keqing, but he suddenly decided to stay at Zhao's house to accompany Zhao Lanshan for the whole morning.

I feel sorry for Sister Keqing for three seconds.

Condemn Brother Lang for a second.

Zhao Lanshan was like a spoiled cat, curled up in Lin Lang's arms and pestering him for a kiss. She had no intention of stopping, and instead became more and more excited as the kiss went on.

Lin Lang could feel Zhao Lanshan’s delicate body getting hotter and hotter in his arms, as if he was hugging a soft stove.

Zhao Lanshan's enthusiasm ignited Lin Lang's love. He wished he could carry Zhao Lanshan to bed right now to make up for his debts, toss her until she was exhausted, and truly relieve her longing for him.

But Zhao Lanshan was pregnant and was in the morning sickness period. She felt like vomiting when she smelled the food. Her little face was thin, which made Lin Lang feel very distressed.

So, Lin Lang decided to coax her to eat breakfast first.

While kissing Zhao Lanshan, Lin Lang quietly triggered the [Healing Hands] skill again, secretly healing all the discomforts caused by Zhao Lanshan's pregnancy and helping her get through the morning sickness period in advance.

Zhao Lanshan only felt refreshed, and her whole body became much more relaxed, and her blurry eyes became brighter.

It was a passionate and sweet kiss that lasted for a long time. Until Zhao Lanshan moved her lips away, panting slightly, her forehead resting on Lin Lang's chin, with a moist light in her eyes, Lin Lang chuckled softly: "Wife, do you miss me so much?"

Zhao Lanshan's cheeks flushed, and she shrank into Lin Lang's arms, saying coquettishly, "Who misses you? Stop being so conceited. You don't miss me, so why should I miss you?"

Lin Lang smiled and pinched her blushing cheeks, coaxing her: "Who said your husband doesn't miss you? If I didn't miss you, I wouldn't be able to get up early to make you something delicious."

Zhao Lanshan smiled sweetly, pouted her lips and said coquettishly: "I feel uncomfortable due to morning sickness and can't eat."

"Wife, you can't eat the breakfast made by the chef of the Zhao family. You will definitely have an appetite for the loving breakfast made by your husband." Lin Lang let go of Zhao Lanshan and turned around to open the thermal lunch boxes on the bedside table one by one.

The steamed egg with emerald shrimp was so smooth and tender, a few green chopped green onions floated on the matsutake mushroom porridge, and there was a plate of neatly cut strawberries, each one plump and red.

There are also three-fresh fried dumplings, crab roe steamed buns, crab roe and fresh meat steamed dumplings, and crystal steamed dumplings.

That’s right, the breakfast Lin Lang brought to Zhao Lanshan was exactly the same as the one he brought to Han Zaiyin.

"Honey, smell it and see if it suits your taste." Lin Lang scooped a spoonful of matsutake mushroom porridge, stirred it gently with a spoon, blew on it, and then handed it to Zhao Lanshan's mouth.

Looking at Lin Lang's gentle appearance, the smile in Zhao Lanshan's eyes was like melted honey.

She opened her mouth slightly and sipped the porridge in small sips. The warm matsutake mushroom porridge slid into her stomach, soothing and comfortable.

"Wow, husband, the porridge you cooked is so delicious and smells especially fragrant. I don't even have morning sickness. It seems my appetite has improved all of a sudden." Zhao Lanshan's voice was vague and a little coquettish.

"Silly wife, you must be starving because you didn't have breakfast, right?"

Lin Lang scooped another spoonful of the steamed egg with emerald shrimp and said gently, "Your stomach is empty after morning sickness, so eat something light to nourish yourself."

The egg custard melted in the mouth, with a light freshness. Zhao Lanshan subconsciously ate two more bites.

"Honey, actually I didn't eat last night, and now I'm really hungry!" Her voice was as soft as melted sugar, with a barely perceptible sob at the end.

Lin Lang felt very distressed after hearing this. He fed Zhao Lanshan one spoonful at a time, with a loving look on her face the whole time. Seeing her eating so happily, he felt at ease.

"Honey, would you like a crab roe steamed bun?"

Zhao Lanshan raised her eyes and met Lin Lang's gentle gaze. She couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth. The discomfort of morning sickness had long been washed away by this moment of warmth.

"Honey, I want to eat these fried dumplings. It's rare that I have an appetite today. I can't even eat greasy food normally."

Lin Lang picked up the chopsticks that came with the lunch box, picked up the three-fresh fried dumplings lovingly and fed them to Zhao Lanshan, asking, "Is it delicious?"

"Delicious!" Zhao Lanshan nodded with red eyes and a little moisture on her eyelashes. Her usual cold and aloof demeanor was long gone. Now she looked like a wronged little animal seeking shelter.

Lin Lang approached Zhao Lanshan who was sitting on the bed and placed a light kiss on her forehead, like a feather landing on her heart.

His lips were against her forehead, and he could feel her slight trembling. He raised his hand to brush away the loose hair on her forehead, and his fingertips brushed her brow bone. He said distressedly, "Don't be wronged, my dear. I won't leave in the morning. I'll stay and accompany you well."

"Really? That's great, husband!" Zhao Lanshan was as happy as a child, looking at Lin Lang with her big, bright eyes.

"Of course it's true. My husband has to pay you back the money he owes me, hehe..."

Zhao Lanshan blushed after hearing this, but she said, "But husband, don't you have a Sanda match tonight? If you don't abstain from sexual desire before the match, won't your legs go weak in the ring?"

"My husband is very fierce. After paying your public grain in the morning, he can also beat you ten times in the evening."

"Haha...husband, you are really good at bragging."

Zhao Lanshan raised her face with a smile, and took the initiative to lean forward and kiss Lin Lang on the lips, with a bit of teasing and a bit of desire.

This time the kiss was as light as a sigh, falling on the corner of Lin Lang's lips, again and again, as if counting the days of longing.

Lin Lang let Zhao Lanshan laugh and play, raised his hand and slid it gently down her back, his fingertips brushing against the soft flesh on her waist, causing her to shudder and laugh sweetly.

"Stop making trouble, my wife. Once you finish your breakfast, your husband will come to the bed and let you kiss him as much as you want."

"Okay, I want to eat steamed buns." Zhao Lanshan smiled shyly and nodded.

The sunlight shone in through the open window and fell on the two of them, bringing with it a warm temperature, as if even the air was filled with a sweet scent.

After Zhao Lanshan finished her breakfast, she couldn't wait to push Lin Lang onto her bed.

Lin Lang laughed and joked, "Wife, why are you acting like you want to eat me?"

"Oh, husband, you make me feel embarrassed. I...I won't be so proactive. It's so embarrassing. You should take the initiative." Zhao Lanshan sat shyly on the edge of the bed, her face blushing and twisting her body.

"Haha...my dear wife, don't be shy. Come on, let your husband kiss you."

Lin Lang sat up from the bed, gently held Zhao Lanshan in his arms, and kissed her soft lips with a wicked smile. His lips brushed against the corner of Zhao Lanshan's lips with a hint of deliberate teasing.

Zhao Lanshan snuggled into Lin Lang's arms, greedily accepting her embrace, closed her hazy eyes, and kissed Lin Lang back with great emotion.

The kiss was very long, and Lin Lang always cherished it with restraint, as if it were a fragile treasure. Their lips touched, their breaths intertwined, and all his unspoken thoughts were blended into this silent tenderness.

Zhao Lanshan's hands initially clutched Lin Lang's shirt, and when her passion reached its peak, she wrapped her arms around his waist, as if she had found a safe harbor, allowing Lin Lang to plunder the sweetness between her lips and teeth.

As they kissed, Lin Lang bit Zhao Lanshan's earlobe and said, "Wife, I love you!"

Lin Lang's confession was just a soothing one, but Zhao Lanshan's shoulders trembled almost imperceptibly. She hugged Lin Lang tightly and cried, "Hubby, I love you even more!"

Lin Lang's kiss slid along the earlobe to the side of the neck, and his warm breath soothed the delicate skin, causing Zhao Lanshan to let out a soft moan from her throat.

Her fingertips curled slightly behind his back, trembling like the wings of a frightened butterfly, but she was reluctant to let go even a little.

I don't know who lost their balance first, but the two people who were kissing passionately fell on the soft big bed in each other's arms.

The quilt was wrinkled, and with its fluffy warmth from the sun, it gently supported the two of them.

Lin Lang lay down beside Zhao Lanshan, his nose touching hers, his eyes filled with unwavering love. But the kiss suddenly slowed down, tracing the red corners of her eyes inch by inch, kissing away the tear that couldn't be held back from sliding down.

Lin Lang's hand gently brushed the loose hair on Zhao Lanshan's temples, his eyes fell on her moist lips, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.

Zhao Lanshan looked at his eyes so close to her, and suddenly raised her hands to cover her burning face, with a sound as thin as a mosquito's humming coming out from between her fingers.

She blinked, with moisture still hanging on her eyelashes, but she raised her hand and hooked it around Lin Lang's neck, moving her beautiful red lips closer.

This time the kiss was no longer reserved, but filled with a desperate passion, as if to pour out all the worries of the past few days.

The wind slipped in from the window, rolled up the half-closed gauze curtains, and gently swept across the edge of the bed, wrapping the unfinished whispers and the rising heartbeat in this ambiguous atmosphere.

The fragrance of gardenias outside the window filled the room, making the sweetness in the air even thicker, mixed with each other's rapid breathing, as if unable to bear the temperature that was about to spread, and created the most gentle appearance in the morning light.