312: Back to reality, goodbye Qin Lan!

Buzz—!

After the familiar feeling of weightlessness, the dazzling white light slowly receded.

The luxurious yet familiar villa living room reappeared before everyone's eyes.

In the air, an enticing aroma of food wafted, forming a stark contrast to the eternal monotony of Gaia Space.

"This is..."

Irina's muscles instantly tensed. Her golden eyes, filled with high alert, quickly scanned the unfamiliar yet opulent "palace."

Everything here made her feel both curious and uneasy.

The sofa, soft enough to sink into, the smooth floor reflecting her image, and that strange "magic mirror" on the wall constantly changing its display... She instinctively placed her hand on the secondary sword at her waist, adopting a ready-for-battle stance.

"Relax, my good captain."

Su Mo's teasing voice sounded in her ear.

"This is my home, it's very safe."

Compared to Irina's tension, Shen Yufu and Xiao Wu were much more relaxed.

As soon as Xiao Wu returned home, she cheered, like a happy little rabbit, directly pouncing onto the soft sofa, rolling around with a pillow.

Shen Yufu and Rose, on the other hand, both found comfortable positions to sit down.

The kitchen door opened.

A plump, gentle figure, carrying a steaming dish, emerged from within.

It was Qin Lan.

Today, she wore a very homely off-white knitted long dress, with a cute cartoon apron tied over it.

The form-fitting fabric clung tightly to her body, perfectly accentuating her breathtaking S-curve, full of the voluptuous charm of a mature woman.

As she moved, the slight sway of her body, with the soft sensuality of a mature woman, made one's heart pound.

"Xiao Mo! You're back!"

When she saw the man she had yearned for day and night in the living room, a captivating radiance instantly bloomed on Qin Lan's gentle, pretty face.

"The food's just ready, you guys..."

Before she could finish her sentence, her gaze fell upon the elf woman beside Su Mo, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, clad in golden armor, and exuded an imposing aura.

The smile on Qin Lan's face froze slightly.

On the other side, the moment Irina saw Qin Lan, an unconcealable astonishment flashed in her golden eyes.

This human female... her figure... how could it be so... voluptuous?

That mature charm, those full curves, were in no way inferior to the elders of their elven race who had lived for seven or eight hundred years!

How was this possible?!

Just as the two women were sizing each other up.

Irina suddenly turned her head, her golden eyes fixed intently on Su Mo.

"Su Mo."

Her voice carried a hint of accusation.

"Aren't you going to introduce us?"

"Who is this, your how-many-th wife?"

Shen Yufu and Rose both wore expressions of eager anticipation.

Qin Lan's already gentle, pretty face couldn't help but blush a few shades deeper.

Su Mo, however, seemed completely oblivious to the strange atmosphere.

He directly ignored Irina's questioning and strode confidently to Qin Lan's side.

Then, under everyone's varied gazes, he pulled the still-bewildered pretty landlady into his embrace.

"My good Sister Lan, let me smell, do you smell good?"

He buried his face in her soft hair, taking a deep breath.

That familiar scent of shampoo, mixed with a faint smell of cooking oil, calmed his heart, which was somewhat weary from continuous battles.

Then, he released Qin Lan, placed his hands on her fragrant shoulders, and turned her around. His deep eyes shamelessly scanned her ripe, delicate body.

"Tsk tsk, after a few days apart, my good Sister Lan, it seems you've become even more... 'beautiful'."

His blunt compliment made Qin Lan's face flush even redder. Ashamed, she reached out her small hand and lightly tapped his chest.

"You... what nonsense are you talking about!"

Su Mo laughed heartily, then turned his head to the tall, golden-haired elf with long legs who was still looking at him with an "unhappy" expression, and said in a show-off tone:

"See that?"

"This one isn't just any wife."

"She's my... chef wife, specifically responsible for warming my bed."

"Her status is very high, you know."

Warming the bed... chef?

Su Mo had already lowered his head and kissed the mature beauty's face.

His voice also softened.

"Sister Lan, these past few days, have you missed your husband?"

"I..."

Qin Lan subconsciously glanced at the women in the living room, who were looking at her and Su Mo with "ambiguous" gazes.

The word "miss" that was on the tip of her tongue simply wouldn't come out.

In the end, she could only give a shy "Mm" in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"Miss... I miss you very much."

"I worried about you every day, afraid that something might happen to you out there."

Hearing her words of worry and longing, a warm current surged through Su Mo's heart.

He knew that although the women in his home were all very stubborn in their words.

But deep down, they all truly cared about him.

"Alright, alright, stop standing around, let's eat quickly!"

Su Mo clapped his hands, breaking the somewhat ambiguous atmosphere.

"I'm practically starving to death!"

A lavish dinner began in this atmosphere, which was both harmonious and peculiar.

At the dining table.

Xiao Wu, like a little hamster that hadn't eaten for three days, used both hands to grab food, her cheeks puffed out, eating with great delight.

Shen Yufu and Rose, on the other hand, were like two queens secretly competing. Although they didn't speak, their actions of picking up food constantly exuded "gunpowder."

If you picked up a piece of spare rib, I'd pick up a chicken wing.

If you drank a sip of soup, I'd drink a sip of juice.

Neither was willing to lose to the other.

The newcomer, Irina, seemed a bit out of place.

She held the chopsticks, which were more difficult for her to use than a magic wand, awkwardly poking at the rice in her bowl, her proud, pretty face showing "disgust" and "bewilderment."

She didn't understand why so many people enjoyed eating these soft, mushy foods.

In her opinion, these things weren't as chewy as a piece of half-cooked monster meat.

Qin Lan, like a true hostess, smiled gently, constantly serving food to Su Mo.

"Xiao Mo, eat more of this, it's good for your health."

"And this, your favorite braised pork."

Her meticulous care and loving gaze made the other three women at the table feel a little sour.

The meal was eaten with undercurrents surging.

After dinner, Shen Yufu and Rose excused themselves to "digest their food" and went to the villa's underground training room.

Seeing their "aggressive" demeanor, one might have thought they were going to tear the house down.

Xiao Wu, holding a plate of fruit, sat obediently on the sofa, watching her favorite anime, "Douluo Dalu."

Irina, like a wandering ghost, aimlessly roamed the villa, curious about this "new world" of modern technology.

In the living room, only Su Mo and Qin Lan, who was busy tidying up the dishes in the kitchen, remained.

Su Mo looked at the gentle figure bustling in the kitchen, a mischievous smile on his face.

He quietly walked over and, from behind, embraced her plump, delicate body.

"Oh!"

Qin Lan was startled by the sudden hug, almost dropping the plate in her hand.

Only when she felt the familiar, masculine broad chest behind her did her startled heart slightly settle down.

"Xiao... Xiao Mo, what are you doing? You scared me."

Her voice carried a hint of coquettishness.

"Doing what?"

Su Mo's face was buried in the nape of her neck, greedily inhaling her intoxicating scent.

"Of course... I missed you."

"Don't... don't mess around."

Qin Lan was so aroused by him that her body went limp.

"Xiao Wu and the others... are still outside."

"It's fine, they can't see."

Su Mo's lips traced up her fair neck, landing on her delicate earlobe.

"Mmm..."

Su Mo looked at the pretty landlady in his arms, whose legs had already gone soft, and the smile on his face became even more wicked.

He turned her body so she was facing him.

He lowered his head, looking into her gentle, beautiful eyes that were already misty with desire, and whispered:

"Sister Lan, I know you missed me too."

"It's just that you're shy and too embarrassed to say it."

Qin Lan's heart skipped a beat.

She looked at Su Mo's deep eyes, which seemed to see through everything, and all the words that had reached her lips were completely stuck in her throat.

Yes.

She missed him.

She missed him so much she was going crazy.

Especially on those quiet nights, lying alone in that cold, large bed, her mind was filled with the image of this man.

She missed his embrace, she missed his face, she missed his ability to make her forget all her troubles... Before she could recover from her complex emotions.

Su Mo had already snatched the dishes and chopsticks from her hand and casually tossed them into the sink.

"These can be washed tomorrow."

He looked at her, two fiery flames burning in his deep eyes.

"Tonight, your husband, I, must properly 'accompany' you."

As he spoke, he unceremoniously grabbed Qin Lan's soft, boneless hand.

Amidst Qin Lan's shy and startled cries, he directly pulled her out of the kitchen and headed towards the master bedroom on the second floor!

"Xiao... Xiao Mo! You... slow down! Xiao Wu is still watching!"

"Let her watch! Don't be fooled by her innocent appearance, this naughty bunny girl sometimes... knows more than you do..."