The Evil Man’s Lazy Lady Chapter 53 (Part 2)
Chapter 53: Ah Lan is Too Tempting (2) Original translation is from tenderflower's blog.
Shu Wan blushed like a rose-tinted sky. Her eyes were closed and did not speak.
Cheng Qingran looked at her blushing skin fascinatedly, turned her body over, and made her lie flat, his hot lips went all the way down her neck, panting: “Ah Wan, I said you are the only one in my life. You have to believe me...”
Shu Wan opened her eyes tremblingly, put her hands on his jade-like face, and said softly, “Come here...”
Cheng Qingran seemed to be bewildered and propped himself carefully on her. He looked at her face and asked with his eyes.
Shu Wan slowly wrapped her arms around his neck. Her beautiful face turned red and tender, her almond eyes shone with water, and her red lips slightly parted. She wanted to say something, but in the end, she didn’t have the courage to say it. Under his hot-looking gaze, she shyly closed her eyes, and her jade neck tilted backward, offered a pair of red lips, and invited him to pick them.
This was her first initiative...
Cheng Qingran’s heart turned into water. He almost devoutly held her rosy lips, probed into them, and entangled with her lips and teeth.
The heat in the curtain rose sharply. While panting, he pressed his scorching heat against her tenderness: “Ah Wan, is it okay?”
Shu Wan’s voice was shattered: “Ye... yes, gently... Mm...” But he had already entered her gently.
Moving shallowly in and out, Cheng Qingran patiently endured, watching her slowly show a different kind of enchantment underneath his body, watching her almond eyes blur, and shaking her head gently. Until she couldn’t hold back her voice, until she was sweating profusely, and the dripping sweaty hair touched her cheeks, only then did he let his already scorching heat gush out.
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In the blink of an eye, it was the cold spring and chill in the air.
Qin-shi held her daughter’s wrist tightly. While wiping the sweat off her forehead, she kept cheering for her: “Push, push, it’s already exposed, it’ll be born soon!”
Shu Wan gritted her teeth and used all her strength to concentrate downwards. Her body was soaked.
Cheng Qingran was walking back and forth in front of the delivery room. Whenever he heard his wife’s painful cries, his heart trembled, and he almost fell to the ground several times. Shu Maoting and Shu Zhan were not much better than him. You come and I go, and they keep shaking.
Shu Lan was dazed by them and turned to look at Xiao Lang. She saw his face was pale and his fists were clenched.
“Older brother Wolf, what’s wrong?” She hadn’t seen him worry for a long time.
Xiao Lang forced a smile as he was about to speak when a loud cry of a baby suddenly came from inside: “Congratulations madam, congratulations madam, it’s a young master!”
He breathed a sigh of relief, stepped back, and leaned against the wall. It was good it was born. He was really afraid Sister Wan would be like his mother...
After some cleaning and tidying up, the five of them rushed in together.
Cheng Qingran just held his son and glanced at it, then went in and talked to his wife. Shu Maoting sat with his grandson in his arms, and Shu Lan and Shu Zhan surrounded him. Especially Shu Lan, whose head was almost on the baby’s head: “Father, is he my little nephew? He looks so ugly like a monkey!”
Shu Zhan teased her with a smile: “You were like this when you were born. It’s not as good-looking as our nephew!”
Shu Lan didn’t believe it, turned her head, and asked Shu Maoting, “Father, was I really that ugly when I was little?”
Shu Maoting laughed loudly: “What is ugly and not ugly? Children are like this when they are born. They will grow quickly. Mm, my grandson’s eyebrows and nose follow his father’s, his mouth and chin are like your sister’s. He will look good when he grows up!”
Shu Lan suddenly lost the mind to pursue beauty and ugliness. She lowered her head and carefully looked at the wrinkled baby that looked like a bun. After looking for a long time, she couldn’t see who it looked like and pouted: “Then when will he speak? I want to hear him call me aunt!” She was the youngest child in the family, and now there was finally someone younger than her.
Speaking of this question, Shu Maoting couldn’t help looking at her, then at Xiao Lang who was standing in front of him, and said with a smile: “Generally, children start to speak when they are more than one year old, but there are also special ones. Ah Lang spoke when he was 8 months, and you only called your mother when you were 3 years old, which makes us all think you’re...” Shaking his head, he couldn’t bear to mention it again. Back then, he and his wife were really worried, fearing their daughter would be muted. Because of this, even if their daughter later showed many differences, even if she still had a child’s mind, they were not too sad as long as the child was healthy and peaceful, slow-witted and foolish, it didn’t matter.
“Do we wait another year?” Shu Lan was disappointed. She wanted to hear her nephew now.
Xiao Lang suddenly touched her head and sighed slightly: “A year is nothing, very fast.” He had been waiting for several years!
This year had indeed gone by quickly.
When the baby was one month old, Cheng Qingran named him Cheng Jin, and everyone called him Jin Lang. After Jin Lang’s one-year-old catch ceremony, shortly after that, it was July, the day before Shu Zhan set out to the prefectural city.
(T/N: zhuāzhōu: custom of placing a variety of articles (writing brush, abacus etc) before an infant on its first birthday to see which one he or she picks up (The article chosen is supposed to be an indication of the child’s inclinations, future career etc.)
The Shu family wanted to put their son into practice, and Shu Wan and Cheng Qingran also rushed over with Jin Lang in their arms.
As noon approached, Qin-shi and Shu Wan were preparing lunch in the kitchen, Shu Maoting, Cheng Qingran, and Shu Zhan were sitting in the room talking, while Shu Lan and Xiao Lang coaxed Jin Lang to play under the apricot trees.
Jin Lang was tired from playing, and threw himself into Shu Lan’s arms: “Auntie, hug!”
Shu Lan reached out and lifted him, let him sit on her lap, and held his chubby little hand: “Did Jin Lang miss me?”
Jin Lang leaned his head against her chest and rubbed: “Miss, I miss every time!” Every time he came to his grandmother’s house, his aunt would always ask him this. When he was rubbing it, he suddenly found that his aunt’s chest was also very bulgy, so he stretched out his hand and touched it: “Auntie, drink milk!” Striking a posture like he was about to pull off Shu Lan’s clothes.
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