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Seeing that Wang Rou wasn't there today, Su Lang's gaze towards Lin Zhilan was frighteningly intense all afternoon.

Lin Zhilan was so frightened that she didn't dare to look him in the eye.

When evening came, after she had lingered in the bathroom for more than half an hour, she quietly went upstairs to her room, where Su Lang was already asleep.

Whether she was disappointed or relieved, Lin Zhilan gently stepped over Su Lang and got into bed.

However, before she could even lie down, Su Lang pulled her into his arms.

"Are you deliberately torturing me?" Su Lang pinned her down and grabbed her arm with his large hand.

It's so soft and fragrant, it feels so comfortable no matter how you squeeze it.

Su Lang was absolutely enamored with them; they were like two magnets, once they were attached, he couldn't pull them off.

It can only go on and on.

My body was burning hot from rubbing.

"Su Lang..." Lin Zhilan covered his lips as he kissed her, "I have something important to tell you."

"You said..." Su Lang pulled her up and sat her down.

On oneself.

His hands were still tightly wrapped around her waist.

"My eldest sister-in-law and second sister-in-law both sent things over. I don't know if they planned it together, but they all sent the exact same things."

I was thinking of giving them a small gift in return. Do you know what they like?

Su Lang stroked the woman's waist and back, his voice hoarse, "I don't know, just buy some seafood and send it over."

He was closest to his deceased eldest sister, while his two older brothers, after getting married, each had their own families, and their relationship remained just so-so.

If you can get along with your wife, great; if not, don't worry about it.

The most important thing now is to eat meat.

All those years of sit-ups weren't for nothing. Su Lang kept his upper body half-raised and pulled his wife into his arms for a kiss.

Every soft part of his wife's body fit him perfectly and obediently against his chest, her warm breath brushing against his neck, and her fragrance, like orchids and musk, wafting into his nostrils.

From his vantage point, he could glimpse an alluring landscape.

Su Lang's breath hitched, and her eyes turned red.

The man was incredibly fierce.

Lin Zhilan's face flushed red from the heat emanating from him, and she felt a surge of heat blowing directly onto her face.

She was like a ball of cotton, being kneaded and manipulated at will by Su (Lang), with no room to escape.

Su Lang stepped back slightly, and then collapsed onto him, exhausted.

Su Lang looked at his wife, noticing the blush on her cheeks and the red tips of her ears that seemed about to bleed.

Her expression, trembling with tears, seemed to be a mixture of shyness and bravado.

A row of pearly white teeth bit down hard on her lower lip.

Her shapely, snow-white arms, like vines, wrapped around his neck and buried themselves completely in his embrace.

Despite being bullied badly, she now appeared to be throwing herself into his arms, constantly pressing him back.

Blood surged.

The large palm was burning hot.

Her fair skin had a faint pink tinge that instantly captivated all eyes.

Su Lang lifted his wife up with one hand.

Lin Zhilan gripped his shoulder with her fingers and asked in a muffled voice, "Where do you want to go?"

Su Lang's eyes darkened, and he uttered two words from his throat: "Windowsill."

"...No, right here."

"It will collapse..."

"No... I want to be on top."

Su Lang, enduring the pain all over his body, suddenly hugged her tightly, "You really are..."

They blended together perfectly.

I have no idea what day it is.

As the rain subsided, Su Lang tenderly kissed his wife's slightly flushed face and damp hair.

Lin Zhilan weakly lifted her eyelids, her voice hoarse, "I want to drink water."

"Okay, I'll go get it for you." Su Lang kissed her forehead.

After drinking the water and drying herself off, Lin Zhilan sighed and snuggled comfortably into the freshly changed sheets of her bed.

Su Lang quickly took a cold shower, and only after his body warmed up did he hug her and close his eyes.

Lin Zhilan suddenly seemed to perk up, and the hand on Su Lang's waist couldn't help but move.

"Zhilan," Su Lang said, his eyes still closed, as he tightened his grip on her, "I wouldn't mind doing it again."

Lin Zhilan's legs trembled slightly. She broke free from his embrace, rolled onto the bed, and said with her back to him, "I can't hear what you're saying, I'm so sleepy."

Su Lang chuckled softly, turned around and hugged her from behind, "I'll cook the porridge before my morning training, so you can sleep in a little later tomorrow morning."

Lin Zhilan pulled the blanket up a little and responded softly.

……

The next morning, Su Lang went out and bumped into Li Jiang.

Both of them looked very relaxed and happy.

However, Su Lang seemed to be replenishing his yang energy through yin-yang cultivation, and he was full of vitality.

Li Jiang, however, looked as if he had been drained of yang energy to replenish his yin, his eyes now a bluish-black color.

"Good morning, Commander Su!"

"Commander Li." Su Lang nodded.

Seeing that no one was around, Li Jiang leaned closer and asked, "Commander Su, you promised to get me some beauty cream from Doctor Lin, how's that going?"

Su Lang said calmly, "I forgot."

"Tsk," Li Jiang frowned, "How could you forget something so important?"

Su Lang, oblivious to the plight of a starving man, smirked and said, "You're so shallow. Look at me, I'm not much fairer than you, so why does my Doctor Lin like me so much?"

"The most important thing for a man is his inner qualities."

He hadn't said that before, Li Jiang thought to himself with a cold snort, but smiled and said, "That's right, it's not that I lack inner qualities, I want to cultivate both inner and outer beauty."

"Okay, I'll talk to our Dr. Lin about charging for the medicine."

"It certainly won't be bad."

"..."

Su Lang and Li Jiang were originally from two different divisions and didn't have much interaction.

As a result, because of the friendship between the two women (?), they gradually became like brothers.

……

When Lin Zhilan arrived at work, she saw a brand-new bicycle parked outside the Traditional Chinese Medicine department and couldn't help but smile, "Did Xiao Lin buy a new bike?"

Lin Zijun was a little nervous and didn't know how to answer.

Seeing that he had messed up at the last minute, Ye Congshan gave him a push from behind in frustration.

Lin Zijun knelt down with a "plop".

Lin Zhilan was startled, then laughed and said, "Another New Year's greeting! It's a pity I didn't bring any red envelopes today."

Seeing Lin Zijun stammering, Ye Congshan chimed in, "Dr. Lin, little Lin wants to become your apprentice."

"Become an apprentice?"

Lin Zhilan has taught many students, but she has never taken on any apprentices.

Lin Zijun even knelt down; this apprenticeship ceremony was far too grand.

"Get up. I've been teaching you all along. Whether you become my apprentice or not doesn't matter."

Lin Zijun said, "Teacher Lin, if you don't accept me as your disciple, I will kneel here forever!"

"Oh," Lin Zhilan said indifferently, "then you can kneel down."

Lin Zijun: We miscalculated.

Teacher Lin has always been resistant to gentle persuasion but not to force, and made a terrible mistake.

Fortunately, he was thick-skinned. He stood up, dusted off his pants, and said with a grin, "Master, please accept me as your disciple. My sincerity is as clear as day. I've even prepared the apprenticeship gift."

Lin Zhilan looked up. "What apprenticeship ceremony?"

"It's that bicycle outside."

Lin Zhilan's expression was complicated. "Lin Zijun, it's not like I'm not going to teach you. Why do you insist on becoming this apprentice?"

Lin Zijun chuckled, "I just want a formal title."

"Dr. Lin, please don't accept him!"