The White Snake

"Little Ranran".

"Um."

Will you still avoid me from now on?

"I'm not hiding anymore."

"Over there in that garden..."

"I'll handle it." Lin Ran lowered her head, looking at the elegant and noble woman beneath her, her lips red and her face fragrant, her forehead pressed against hers: "Give me some time, I'll think of a solution."

Tomoko Suzuki looked at him and said softly, "Actually... I can think of a way..."

"No." Lin Ran extended his thumb and gently stroked her mature and beautiful face. "Your Majesty, you have done so much for me. From now on, it is my turn to do something for you."

Upon hearing this, Tomoko Suzuki suddenly smiled.

That smile was different from the confident smile she usually gave in the business world, and also different from the playful smile she gave him when she teased him.

It welled up from the deepest part of my heart, like a flower that had been budding for half its life in the wind and rain, finally blooming openly on this moonlit night.

"it is good."

She said, "Then I'll wait."

Lin Ran didn't say anything more, but lowered his head and kissed her.

On this night, the man and woman, who opened their hearts to each other, embraced on the same bed, like a bolt of lightning striking a prairie fire.

They are all at their best age, and their bodies are at their peak.

An ordinary young girl might not be able to withstand the fierce onslaught of an 18-year-old boy, but if it is a mature queen who is also at the peak of her physical condition, then it is a match made in heaven, a meeting of equals.

Lin Ran said that he usually had other women to satisfy his cravings.

But Suzuki Tomoko was different. For a woman full of energy, she had truly been empty for 20 years. Now that she had finally found her sweetheart, she couldn't help but release all the pent-up desires she had accumulated over the years.

Suzuki Tomoko, who was usually so fierce that Lin Ran often couldn't handle her, was even more intense and overwhelming tonight, and he almost couldn't resist her.

As if she wanted to settle accounts from the past twenty years at once, she insisted on leaving traces of the two of them in every corner of the room, even the door panel creaked and groaned, leaving two warm handprints soaked with sweat.

The Queen is fierce!

So much so that when the battle finally ended, the two had to return to Tomoko Suzuki's room to rest.

There was no way around it; the bed in Lin Ran's room was slippery and sticky, making it unsuitable for sleeping. Besides, they had to open the window to let the intense love dissipate.

Listening to the gradually calming breathing beside her, Suzuki Tomoko, feeling weak and limp, nestled in Lin Ran's arms, slowly opened her eyes, looked up at the little man's sleeping face, and then happily nuzzled her head against his chest.

Little Lin Pengzi finally got her wish.

She didn't care at all that she had just thrown away all her queenly dignity, reserve, and pride in front of the little man. As long as he liked it, her body, her heart, the Suzuki family, everything was his, even the two... well, they were all his.

She is the queen of the Women's Kingdom. As long as Tang Sanzang is willing to stay, the vast Women's Kingdom will be her dowry.

However, the queen ultimately failed to save her brother, but she had an unforgettable night. Even if she were to die now, she would have no regrets.

Tomoko Suzuki closed her eyes, feeling his warmth, his weight, his breath. Suddenly, she remembered the first time she read the article about that poor student in the newspaper, the decisiveness with which she signed the check, and his curious yet feigned composure when they first met at the Suzuki's house.

At that time, she never imagined that one day, this boy would hold her like this and say to her, "From now on, it's my turn to do something for you."

But fate is so strange.

It makes you walk in the storm for a long time, so long that you almost forget what sunshine tastes like, and then suddenly one day, it pushes someone in front of you, making you feel that those storms before didn't seem so hard to endure after all.

"Little Ranran," Lin Pengzi whispered in her heart.

Ok?

It's nothing.

I just wanted to call out to you.

……

As a new day dawned, Lin Ran woke up to find the morning sunlight struggling to peek through the gaps in the curtains, trying to steal a glimpse of the spring-like scene filling the room.

My arm is still a little numb. Women like to sleep with their head on a man's arm, snuggling in his arms, because it gives them a sense of security.

However, Suzuki Tomoko was not in his arms at this moment.

If it weren't for the wrong room and the sweet fragrance in the quilt, Lin Ran would have thought last night was just a dream.

After smacking her lips and savoring the wonderful experience of last night, Lin Ran tilted her head and saw Suzuki Tomoko sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her phone with a radiant smile and high spirits.

A woman who has been nourished is more radiant than a peach blossom in spring; the alluring charm in her eyes and brows is more captivating than any cosmetic.

Looking at her spoils, Lin Ran smiled and propped her head up with her hand, saying, "You didn't sleep all night?"

Hearing the sound, Suzuki Tomoko turned her head. Seeing that he was awake, a smile appeared on her face. She instinctively leaned closer and said with a grin, "Guess?"

"I bet you're a fool." Lin Ran slapped her upturned buttocks as she lay on the bed.

You used to flirt with this great writer, and I tolerated it because you were my elder. But if you dare to flirt with me again after last night, then this great writer will show you what the Lin family rules are all about.

Being slapped like that first thing in the morning, Tomoko Suzuki couldn't maintain her queenly dignity. Her pretty face turned bright red as she honestly said, "I just woke up too."

The young man then withdrew his hand, satisfied: "Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"

Tomoko Suzuki rubbed the spot where he had patted her, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart. She picked up her phone and waved it, a mysterious smile playing on her lips: "Can't sleep. Tencent has released the global first-day statistics for Harry Potter."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ran instantly sobered up and sat bolt upright in bed: "How much?"

This is his livelihood.

Seeing the young man's eagerness, Suzuki Tomoko couldn't help but smile. She had originally wanted to tease him, but feeling the swelling and pain in her private parts, she held back.

There's plenty of time in the future, let's let him off the hook for now.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you one by one." Suzuki Tomoko leaned against the headboard, one leg bent, the hem of her nightgown bunched up at the top of her thigh, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin with a few faint red marks on it.

She didn't bother to cover it up, so she just sat there casually, reading from her phone: "According to Penguin's statistics, as of 24 hours after the first day of Harry Potter, 20.3 copies have been sold in France."

Lin Ran frowned slightly: "The French are no good. I hereby declare England the victor in the Hundred Years' War."

With the UK's 54 cases as a baseline last night, and hearing that France has less than half that number today, Lin Ran is understandably very dissatisfied with romantic France. You guys talk about art all the time, why aren't you contributing now? Dumas, Hugo, and Balzac are watching from above.

Tomoko Suzuki smiled and said, "If you said that to the media, the French people would really be ashamed."

Lin Ran snorted: "I'm not stupid. It may be a little less, but even a few mosquitoes are still meat. There's no reason to give up so easily."

Seeing the young man calculating so diligently, Tomoko Suzuki smiled again and continued her report: "America, 38.7 copies."

"Hmm, this is alright." Lin Ran nodded.

"Germany, 18.3 copies."

"Damn it, bread used to sell for 50 marks, how come it's so pathetic today?" Lin Ran muttered to himself. Back in the Weimar Republic, you had to carry a cart full of money to buy a loaf of bread, but now you're scrimping and saving to buy a book.

The more Suzuki Tomoko read, the more she wanted to laugh. When this man was doing the accounting, that vulgar, street-smart air about him came out, completely different from the refined and elegant man she was when being interviewed on stage.

But to be honest, she prefers the current version.

She suppressed a laugh and continued reading: "Italy, 12.8 copies; Spain, 9.6 copies; Russia, 15.2 copies; Canada, 10.3 copies; Brazil, 6.8 copies..."

Each time she mentioned one of them, Lin Ran quickly jotted it down in her mind. The more she listened, the more excited she became, but the more anxious she also became. She simply couldn't wait any longer.

He said impatiently, "Just tell me the total!"

Tomoko Suzuki put down her phone, her bright phoenix eyes sparkling as she looked at him. She stuck out her small, red tongue and licked her pink lips, saying meaningfully, "I heard that when Ranran is home, she gets a good morning kiss every day?"

"Who told you that?"

What do you think?

Tsk~

Without a second thought, Lin Ran guessed that it must have been Suzuki Ayako who betrayed him. It was truly a case of mother and daughter working together to attack the great writer Lin. His icy female CEO sister, who usually seemed gentle and kind, was quicker than anyone else to betray her brother when it mattered most.

Feeling manipulated and eager to know the data, the young man reluctantly leaned forward and gave the woman in front of him a good morning kiss.

Suzuki Tomoko wasn't about to let him off so easily. As he leaned in, she grabbed the back of his neck and deepened what should have been a light, fleeting morning kiss by three times.

It took her a good half minute before she finally let go, satisfied, and even ran her tongue around the corner of her lips.

After the kiss ended, Suzuki Tomoko, who had gotten her wish, licked her lips, her voice filled with barely suppressed excitement: "682.2 million copies."

"How much?" Lin Ran's eyes widened.

Tomoko Suzuki nodded vigorously: "682.2 million copies!"

"Holy crap!"

Lin Ran couldn't help but blurt out a sentence in her hometown dialect.

682.2 million copies sold worldwide on the first day.

What does that mean?

Even in my previous life, Harry Potter's first day wasn't this exaggerated; these numbers are enough to make it stand out in the entire history of publishing.

The young man took a deep breath, leaned back, lay on the pillow, stared at the ceiling, and suddenly felt that life was a little unreal.

"Little Ranran?" Seeing his expression, Suzuki Tomoko leaned closer and poked his cheek with her finger. "Are you so happy you've gone silly?"

"Don't speak," Lin Ran said. "Let me quietly soak in the atmosphere of the wealthy."

"Yes, yes, yes, Natsume-sensei is the best." Suzuki Tomoko coaxed him, her eyes full of smiles.

Lin Ran jumped off the bed, spun around twice, and feeling that it wasn't enough to express her excitement, she bent down and picked up the woman on the bed who was only wearing a nightgown.

"Ah~" Tomoko Suzuki exclaimed, quickly wrapping her arms around his neck. "What are you doing?"

"Let's celebrate." Lin Ran picked her up and headed towards the bathroom.

"I haven't put on my shoes yet."

"What shoes are you wearing?" Lin Ran glanced down at her, the glint of green in her eyes reappearing. "They're going to fall off anyway."

Tomoko Suzuki paused for a moment, then understood what he meant. Her pretty face flushed slightly, but she didn't struggle. She simply buried her face in his chest and chuckled softly, "Are you even capable? You were up all night last night, and you're still coming this morning?"

"Guess if I can do it."

The bathroom door was pushed open, and soon the sound of running water and intermittent talking could be heard from inside.

"Didn't you say the water heater was fixed last night?"

"It's fixed."

"Then why isn't there hot water?"

"Maybe... it's broken again?"

……

Early in the morning, the two were forced to change battlefields.

Even though it's June, one shouldn't take a cold shower when feelings are running high, right? The young man was helpless; he'd been fooled by Her Majesty the Queen once again.

But... that was a good lie!

When the two returned to bed, more than an hour had passed. Suzuki Tomoko lay limply on him like a deflated balloon.

Even the energetic queen couldn't withstand the power of Tang Sanzang, who had mastered the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

With hazy eyes, she traced circles on his chest with her slender, white fingers, feeling the energetic young man beneath her. She hummed like a little girl, "Are you a fairy in disguise? How come you never get tired?"

Lin Ran smugly hummed, "That's what you call being blessed by God. If I didn't have some skills, wouldn't I have been taken advantage of by you women who are always plotting against me?"

"You're saying I have ulterior motives?" Tomoko Suzuki's eyes welled up with tears.

"Otherwise what?"

"I had this planned for a long time!"

"You're quite smug." Lin Ran was amused by her self-righteous attitude and reached out to pinch the tip of her nose.

Tomoko Suzuki slapped his hand away, buried her face in his chest, and said in a muffled voice, "I spent twenty years accumulating this scheme, what's wrong with being a little proud?"

Hearing this, Lin Ran chuckled and slapped her pert bottom again. Her gaze fell on her long legs peeking out from under the covers. Her fair and smooth knees were now covered in red marks, like a few peach petals fallen on the snow.

The young man felt a mix of heartache and pride.

For a man, the feeling of accomplishment from making a business tycoon's knees turn red is immense.

"Thank you for your hard work, my wife."

"Hmm?" Tomoko Suzuki looked up slightly.

Lin Ran kissed her forehead, looked at her slightly reddened lips, and said with satisfaction, "Thank you for serving me, my wife."

Tomoko Suzuki shook her head: "No, why are you suddenly calling me 'wife'?"

Lin Ran smiled and said, "Have you read The Legend of the White Snake? You're just like her, seducing Xu Xian, a mere scholar, with all sorts of tenderness and affection, and in the end, you get what you want."

Suzuki Tomoko paused for a moment, then her phoenix eyes curved into two crescent moons. She leaned against his chest, laughing uncontrollably, her entire weight pressing down on him, trembling softly.

Believe it or not, it actually matched up.

After Bai Suzhen took a liking to Xu Xian, she gave him money, opened a pharmacy, and treated patients, arranging everything for him from head to toe. But after she took a liking to Xiao Ranran, she gave her a reward of ten million, made her an editor, and helped her arrange everything. How is she any different from Bai Suzhen?

After a long while, she finished laughing, looked up at him, and said with great tenderness, "So, my lord, you mean that you were kind to me in your past life?"

"You never know!"

Lin Ran stroked her chin and said with a smile, "I am Xu Xian, and you are Bai Suzhen. We are like those two people on the Broken Bridge by West Lake in Hangzhou. The rain fell, the boat came, the umbrella was opened, and then, you couldn't escape."

Tomoko Suzuki's lips curled up slightly, and her beautiful eyes sparkled like a calm lake being hit by a pebble, causing ripples to spread outwards.

She asked, "What if Fahai really comes to arrest me?"

"Then I'll flood San Francisco."

"Huh? Isn't it Kingsoft?"

Looking at the puzzled woman in his arms, Lin Ran raised an eyebrow smugly: "Wasn't Jinshan already flooded? Doesn't that make it San Francisco?"

Is it that old?

Suzuki Tomoko couldn't help but laugh, exclaiming, "You scholars really have the ability to make the dead sound alive!"

"You flatter me." Lin Ran cupped her hands in a gesture of humility, appearing modest and accepting the compliment.

Suzuki Tomoko laughed for a while, then suddenly stopped laughing, rolled over, and instead of lying on his chest, she lay on her side next to him, propping her head up with one hand and looking at him with tender eyes.

"But little Ranran, compared to Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian, I still prefer another couple."

Which pair?

"The Queen and Tang Sanzang."

Lin Ran asked, "Why?"

Tomoko Suzuki replied with a smile, "Because I really do have a land of women."

Tsk~

So this is a "Kingdom of Women", right?

Lin Ran was taken aback by her quick retort, and took her hand off her chest, placing it in her own palm: "So, according to you, Elder Tang didn't stay in the Women's Kingdom in the end either."

"That's why I like them even more." Tomoko Suzuki's eyes curved even deeper: "Because my younger brother is much smarter than that Tang Monk."

"Where is she smart?"

"He rode off on the white dragon horse, but you won't ride it."

What should I ride?

Tomoko Suzuki didn't say anything, but just looked down at herself and the blanket, then looked up at him meaningfully.

Lin Ran took a deep breath.

It has to be Her Majesty the Queen, both fierce and domineering.