The goal of wearing a belt around the waist failed, but what kind of personality is Tang Yili? The more he doesn't get it, the more he refuses to give up.
Tang Yili didn’t compete here either.
She let go of Xun Lang's robe, turned from behind him to in front of her, and squeezed in between Xun Lang and the sink. Her newly washed little head looked up at him with furry hair.
There were only a few strokes left before the shave was finished. Xun Lang ignored the troublemaker and concentrated on the operation, but Tang Yili suddenly touched Xun Lang's chest.
"Tang Yili..."
Xun Lang suddenly stopped and called her name with strong emotion.
Tang Yili felt aggrieved: "You have any deep grudge against me, can't you wait until it's over?"
Xun Lang put the knife head aside, took out a piece of cotton tissue, and wiped it on his face. Not only was the remaining foam wiped off, the white was mixed with a thin trace of red.
Tang Yili groaned: "It's scratched!"
She was honest, stunned for a moment, and wanted to help check, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, Xun Lang avoided him.
Xun Lang's eyes darkened, he wiped off the remaining foam randomly, threw the paper towel into the sink, grabbed Tang Yili's arm with one hand, lifted it up, bent over and put her slim waist on his shoulder, and lifted it
The man picked him up.
Go straight to the bedroom.
"You said it, Tang Yili, don't regret it."
Xun Lang was really annoyed.
His personality is restrained and indifferent, but that doesn't mean he won't be irritable. His irritable side depends on who he is dealing with and what he is dealing with.
On the wedding night, Tang Yili caused him to scratch his chin, which should be regarded as an act of embarrassment and anger.
Xun Lang carried Tang Yili to the bedside and threw him on the bed.
Yes, just fall.
The mattress was very soft and would not hurt anyone, but it still had a sense of punishment. Tang Yili was jolted on the bright red bed, a little confused.
She was a little frightened by Xun Lang like this.
Tang Yili's eyes focused with difficulty, and then dispersed in an instant, because Xun Lang's man quickly landed, and it only took 0.1 seconds to pull off the belt around her waist.
In fact, there is no need to pull, Tang Yili is not much better, he was thrown up and fell, the robe has already been rolled up to the waist, there is a vacuum, and all the tenderness and privacy are exposed.
Looking over, the bed is bright red, the beauty is delicate and white, her clothes are half pulled back, and she is lying there weakly.
The look in the man's eyes was bottomless, horrifyingly ready to go, but also lamentably unfinished.
The memories of that night became clear again.
No one can forget them.
Tang Yili could sense that the reason why Xun Lang's anger remained unabated was not just because of the cut on his chin, there must also be a wound in his heart.
Love can numb the sense of pain.
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She was so tired that she was placed aside by Xun Lang. She quickly fell asleep without even moving.
She fell asleep in the middle of the night, woke up once, and realized there was someone beside her. She was stunned for a moment. Using the moonlight, she could see the man's sleeping face clearly, and she felt inexplicably reassured.
Like a small animal, he arched into Xun Lang's arms, and was unexpectedly pulled into Xun Lang's arms subconsciously.
Tang Yili was so happy that she secretly kissed Xun Lang on the forehead and fell asleep peacefully.
The next day, when I woke up, it was already seven o'clock in the morning.
It was actually not easy to get a good night's sleep after changing into a new environment. Tang Yili felt that he had slept well and stretched himself refreshed. Suddenly, the tentacles around him were empty.
She looked around and found that Xun Lang was not in the room.
"Xun Lang?"
She rubbed the messy hair on her head, sat up wrapped in a quilt, and tried calling, but no one answered.
It seems that Xun Lang deliberately avoided this morning.
Originally, Tang Yili wanted to take advantage of Wen Wen to talk to Xun Lang and ease the relationship, but the situation was beyond her control and Xun Lang did not give her a chance.
Stinky man!
It's ruthless to pull the bird!
Tang Yili cursed inwardly and got up to wash up.
Tang Yili wouldn't believe it if a family like the Ji family, or Zhai family, had no rules at all, but no one in her husband's family had mentioned it, so it was hard for her to ask questions.
She guessed that it was necessary to get up early to say hello to her elders.
Tang Yi politely chose a soft pink knitted cardigan, paired with off-white linen wide-leg pants, and came downstairs with a high ponytail.
Uncle Qiu was talking to the maid. When he saw Tang Yili, he explained a few words and came over to say something.
"Young lady, you get up so early."
"Where's Xun Lang?" she asked. After looking around, he didn't seem to be downstairs either.
"The young master went out for a run. After the run, he went to the house above to eat. Where would you like to eat, young lady?"
Tang Yili: "I'll go up there too."
Uncle Qiu immediately sent someone to prepare the car.
Xun Lang's mansion is only two or three kilometers away from Zhai Mansion. Considering the slope of the mountain road, the two places are usually connected by battery cars.
The asphalt road is paved into the mountains, and there is a one-meter-wide red plastic runway on the roadside. Together with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers in the summer morning, it looks like it is private property.
Tang Yili sat under the awning of the electric car, enjoying the cool mountain breeze, and couldn't help but sigh, how wonderful the life of a wealthy family is.
In my past life, I might have just escaped from poverty.
Alas, no wonder Xun Lang thought that he married him for money. Tang Yili now doubted herself.
If she had known that Xun Lang had such a net worth, would she have been married to three people for two years now?
The time to think is very short.
The battery car drove into the courtyard of Zhai Mansion. Guards had already come over to guide the driver. When the car stopped, Aunt Yu, the housekeeper from Zhai Mansion, came over to pick up Tang Yili in person.
Aunt Yu: "Uncle Qiu called and said that the young lady is coming to have breakfast and everyone is waiting for you."
Everyone is waiting, what a heavy expectation this must be.
Tang Yili hurriedly walked inside.
Zhai Mansion is decorated in Chinese style. The restaurant is semi-open and connected to the garden on the first floor. When Tang Yili passed by, Zhai Qingpeng was watering the flowers. Ji Nanyun, his wife and Xun Lang were sitting at the table. The owner and servants in the house could almost use it.
To describe it, there was complete silence.
Tang Yili was shocked and took a few steps quickly.
Zhai Qingpeng handed the kettle to the servant, wiped his hands and said with a smile.