After transmigrating into the body of the female supporting character's biological mother, she

Lin Zhilan was awakened by a wave of heat.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a pitted floor and cracks in the walls.

She found herself lying side-by-side with a strange man on the bed.

The man was facing her, his eyes closed, his resolute face with a straight nose and slightly pursed thin lips. Even in his sleep, he exuded a chilling aura.

A thin blanket hung around his waist, revealing his strong, muscular eight-pack abs.

Lin Zhilan rubbed her throbbing forehead, her head throbbing as if pricked by needles, and a series of unfamiliar images unfolded in her mind.

Has she transmigrated into a book?

Or did she transmigrate into the mother of the female supporting character, a pitiful background character?

Lin Zhilan took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down as quickly as possible.

She tried to get up, but found herself weak all over, her limbs trembling, and her abdomen burning with pain.

Helpless, she nudged the man next to her.

The man suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed her hand, and flipped her over, pinning her to the bed.

"What do you want to do?"

The man's eyes were fierce, showing no pity whatsoever, and his tone was full of doubt.

Lin Zhilan didn't know what kind of drug he had given her, but she felt as if the skin that had come into contact with him was on fire, burning intensely.

She felt weak and limp, and all she wanted to do was snuggle into a man's arms.

She bit her tongue hard, and the pain brought her back to her senses.

"Let me go first!" Lin Zhilan's face was flushed as she glared at him fiercely.

Su Lang regained consciousness and was startled to find the softness beneath him, instinctively releasing his grip.

Lin Zhilan breathed a sigh of relief and tried to get past him.

Su Lang's thoughts stopped, and for some reason, he calmly looked at her without making any move aside.

Lin Zhilan tried her best to avoid contact with him, but the space was too cramped. As soon as she stepped out with one leg, the sole of her foot accidentally touched Su Lang's abdominal muscles.

Her already limp body felt like it had been electrocuted; she lost her balance and fell hard onto Su Lang's lower abdomen with a muffled groan.

Su Lang hadn't expected this accident, and the moment she fell, he instinctively reached out to help her.

However, she fell too fast, and the hand that was meant to support her waist ended up on a certain indescribable spot under her armpit.

The soft, unfamiliar touch under his palm caught Su Lang off guard, and he didn't immediately realize what it was.

When he realized where he had grabbed, he quickly pulled his hand back as if he had been burned.

Lin Zhilan bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," Su Lang apologized immediately.

Lin Zhilan glared at him, her face turning as red as if it were about to bleed.

She hurriedly tried to get up again, but her limbs were too weak. Her buttocks had barely left his lower abdomen when she fell back onto Su Lang.

Su Lang wasn't drugged, but this time he was sweating.

The soft touch still lingered in his palm when the woman's buttocks slammed heavily onto his leg.

A tingling sensation instantly spread from my scalp to my toes.

Su Lang was somewhat ashamed of his own reaction, so he made a tough decision and simply picked her up.

As soon as she got out of bed, Lin Zhilan broke free from his embrace and went straight to the table.

There was a teapot on the table. The water cups obviously couldn't relieve the heat in Lin Zhilan's body, so she simply drank directly from the spout.

She drank too quickly, and the tea slid down her slender neck, meandering all the way to the depths of her collar.

The clothes were soaked with water, clinging tightly to the skin and outlining the undulating curves.

It was already dark, and moonlight streamed in through the window. The way she tilted her head slightly and held the spout of the teapot in her mouth was breathtakingly alluring.

Su Lang turned her head away, suppressing her wandering thoughts.

Suddenly, the sound of the door being pushed open came from outside.

When he couldn't budge the door at first, he pounded on it a few more times.

Lin Zhilan held her breath and looked nervously at Su Lang.

Su Lang asked in a deep voice, "Who?"

Upon hearing his voice, the person outside the door muttered a curse and hurriedly ran away.

Su Lang looked at Lin Zhilan.

Lin Zhilan's lips had been bitten until they bled. Her fair skin, blood-red lips, and extremely charming face made her look like a demon who could devour human hearts, as the old people had described.

He was just on leave when his comrade-in-arms got married, so he came to join in the fun.

After having a few too many drinks during the meal, my comrades arranged for me to rest in this room.

Judging from the woman's demeanor and the furtive sound of the door opening earlier, it was clear that this woman had been tricked.

But I never expected this accident to happen.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

Lin Zhilan propped herself up on the table and sat there crookedly. "If you don't want to get into trouble, send me back."

Su Lang agreed.

He walked over and stretched out his arm.

Lin Zhilan pinched the back of his hand, and struggled to help him up. Before they even reached the door, her body went limp, and she collapsed into Su Lang's arms.

A soft, warm body suddenly fell into his arms, and hot breath sprayed on his neck. Su Lang stopped abruptly, and all the muscles in his body tensed up instantly.

I caught a whiff of a woman's delicate fragrance, something like an orchid but not quite, an indescribably pleasant scent.

"Are you... are you alright?"

"It's nothing," Lin Zhilan pinched her palm, "My house is right next door, thank you for your help."

Her deliberately lowered voice was soft and alluring, captivating to the very core.

Su Lang felt as if a tiny electric current had struck his left ear, sending a shiver down to his heart.

Seeing that she was covered in sweat, Su Lang simply picked her up and carried her horizontally.

As soon as he stood up straight, Su Lang froze, not daring to move for a moment.

How can a woman be so soft?

The fingers that touched her skin felt like they were sinking in, so soft that they couldn't be pulled out.

As soon as he tensed his muscles, the soft flesh on the other person's body trembled immediately, as if accusing him of his rudeness.

He closed his eyes briefly, then let the woman hook her arms around his neck and opened the door with one hand.

It was pitch black outside, but the main room was bustling with activity, as if they were playing pranks on their newlyweds.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Su Lang carried Lin Zhilan and quickly walked out of the courtyard.

It was only five or six meters away when we arrived at Lin Zhilan's doorstep.

Su Lang put her down, his voice low and hoarse: "I will take responsibility for you."

He was met with the dull slam of the door closing.

Lin Zhilan went to the kitchen, scooped a ladle of cold water from the water tank, and poured it directly over her head.

This process is repeated until the water tank is empty.

It was already late autumn, and the well water was icy cold. Lin Zhilan shivered, and the heat in her body finally subsided.

She was originally the chief physician of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at a top-tier hospital, and her daily life consisted of only going between the hospital and home.

She fainted once due to overwork on her way to work. Her boss and colleagues advised her to take a vacation, and she suddenly realized that she seemed to have never rested since she started working.

The hospital gave her a long leave, so she decided to take a road trip.

Unfortunately, I got caught in a chain-reaction rear-end collision, and when I woke up again, I was here.

This is a novel called "The Lucky Wife of the 80s". The original owner of this body is not the female lead, nor even a supporting female character.

She transmigrated into the body of the mother of the female supporting character in the book's control group.

The original owner was just a background character in the book, described only in a few places, but the word "beauty" was always associated with her.

Lin Zhilan herself was quite good-looking and had been praised since childhood, but compared to the original owner, she was still far inferior.

The original owner was truly beautiful to the extreme.

With bright eyes and white teeth, her gaze sparkles, her figure is curvaceous, with a slender waist and long legs—every part of her is beautiful and exquisite.

But excessive beauty is a disaster on this barren land.

The original owner's father was a traditional Chinese medicine doctor who had a son and a daughter. He doted on his younger daughter, who was beautiful from a young age.

But as their daughter grew older and more beautiful, the original owner's parents finally began to worry and kept her confined from going out.

You can protect someone for a while, but not forever.

So the original owner's father chose Zhou Chen, the most capable young man in the village, as her son-in-law.

His judgment was correct. Zhou Chen was promoted to company commander at a young age, and he was just one step away from having the original owner go and join the army.

But even faster than the news of Zhou Chen's sacrifice came from the army.

The original owner's world collapsed.

Although she is beautiful, she is somewhat timid due to her parents' overprotective nature.

After her parents passed away and her husband sacrificed his life, she and her three-year-old daughter were separated from their family by her in-laws and kicked out.

With no one to rely on, the original owner could only support herself and her daughter by working in the fields.

A beautiful widow's every natural movement, in the eyes of those with ulterior motives, becomes proof that she is seducing men.