Xun Lang and Tang Yili found a corner to sit down. The messy environment did not affect their appetite at all. Tang Yili ate a plate of fried noodles to pad his stomach, and then took a piece of fried shrimp from the paper cup held by Xun Lang.
Xun Lang opened the ring with one hand and handed Tang Yili a can of soda.
Tang Yili took a hasty sip and winced at the pleasure.
Xun Lang was amused, "It's rare to see you not picky about food."
The person whose stomach has been conquered smiles like a lazy cat.
Everyone had almost eaten. Jun Pang also came to pick up his wife from get off work. When he saw a party in the studio, he looked in disbelief and thought he had gone to the wrong set.
Feng Yiman held a paper plate, a piece of roast chicken on his fork, and stuffed it into Jun Pang's mouth, "Look at my husband, he came to pick up his wife and he still knows how to be empty-handed, look at you!"
Jun Pang only has a McLaren car key in his hand.
When he saw Xun Lang, he came over and said with considerable helplessness: "This also involves involution. You said that you are already married, but you want to involve us unmarried men. Is it appropriate?"
Tang Yili and Xun Lang looked at each other and smiled, as if there was no one around.
Jun Pang hugged Feng Yiman and made a cut.
After finishing the work and handing it over to the staff, Tang Yili washed her greasy hands without removing her makeup, and was led out of the studio by Xun Lang.
Xun Lang's car was left to Wei Ran, and he planned to take Tang Yili's car back.
It was already past midnight, Christmas was over, and men and women after carnivals could be seen everywhere on the street. Tang Yili didn't want to go home. Those who had eaten and drank enough had to walk in the snow to enjoy the scenery.
Xun Lang let her go and asked the driver to follow behind. The two of them walked along the street in the direction of Rongjing Mansion.
The shops along the way are dotted with red and green decorations and holly garlands, which appear most frequently. They are very atmospheric on a white snowy night.
They happened to pass by a convenience store, and Tang Yili was clamoring for a cone. Xun Lang went in to buy it. She stood outside and looked at it. The freezer happened to be at the door, and there was only a glass between them.
Xun Lang opened the door, took a strawberry yogurt flavor, and showed it to Tang Yili. Tang Yili wrinkled his nose and shook his head.
After a moment, it seemed that there was nothing better, and then he nodded.
Xun Lang came out after paying, and had already helped her remove the wrapping paper from the cone, leaving only the bottom tip, and handed it to her.
In the middle of winter, the girls' behavior is really puzzling.
Isn't it cold?
Tang Yili was standing on the street eating. Xun Lang opened his down jacket and wrapped him from behind. Snowflakes fell on his body, and his breath was filled with white breath.
Anyway, there was no one on the roadside. Tang Yili didn’t feel the slightest bit embarrassed. He raised his head and asked Xun Lang, “Do you want to try it?”
She turned around and exposed the untouched side to Xun Lang. The black chocolate was twisted with white cream, and it was very full under the cold sky.
Xun Lang took a big bite with great interest. He didn't care if Tang Yili had taken a bite of it, but anyway, the ice cream was a lot shorter.
Tang Yili's eyes widened, and he smiled and patted his chest, "I was just being polite, I didn't expect you to be so rude."
"Some people are so stingy."
Xun Lang didn't hide, but straightened her upright, tightened his arms, and pressed the tip of his nose against hers, lovingly doting on her.
Tang Yili's breathing slowly slowed down, and a warm current flowed through her heart. When she saw a trace of ice cream residue at the corner of Xun Lang's mouth, she gently covered it with her fingers and wiped it.
The slightly cool fingertips have some kind of soothing magic power.
Xun Lang's eyes completely enveloped his slender body, with a faint smile on his lips. He didn't know why he suddenly felt itchy.
When Tang Yili was about to stop his hand, Xun Lang grabbed his wrist, and his cool lips instantly covered her.
Xun Lang tightened his hands around her waist, and then tightened them again, eroding away the lipstick on her lips bit by bit.
After a while, listening to her disordered breathing, Xun Lang slowly let go, and the tips of their noses were slightly separated again, touching each other.
The neon is in soft focus, the shutter is slowed down, and the traffic on the road turns into streaks of light that shuttle behind the two people.
It was a magical night. The sound of falling snow turned into the sound of heartbeat, thump thump thump, deafening.
…
When Xun Lang and Tang Yili returned home, it was almost two o'clock.
After walking in the snow and eating ice cream, everyone was completely frozen. As soon as they entered the house, they hurriedly threw away their coats and went to the bathroom. The steaming water vapor had just come up, and Tang Yili and Xun Lang had already entered the port.
Only one of the petite and thin white feet was on the ground, and the toes stood up unconsciously. The sound was painful and depressing. Along with the water, the gurgling sound became louder and louder.
After a brief moment of being out of focus and confused, dripping drops of thick white fell on the gray-brown floor in the shower room.
The other leg slowly fell down, and the person who stood on his feet again seemed to have just adapted to the gravity of the earth. He shook a little and was grabbed by Xun Lang.
"Be careful," he said softly.
Tang Yili's breathing didn't calm down for a long time, and the blush on his face was really outrageous.
But the person who caused all this finally turned around with satisfaction, went to get a big towel, wrapped the person up and carried him out.
She had done too many things today, both serious and informal. Tang Yili was exhausted and fell asleep as soon as she hit the bed. In her dream, she vaguely felt someone drying her hair. No matter how noisy the rumbling machine was, she still felt
Like a gentle serenade, soothing you into sleep.
…
As the Chinese New Year approaches, Tang Yili wants to visit her father in Switzerland. She originally made an appointment with Xun Lang, but Tang Feng disagrees.
This is what he said exactly.
"The Zhai family is a big family. You just got married. In the first year of the Spring Festival, you didn't spend the Spring Festival at your husband's house. You just went to your mother's house. What does it look like?"
"No, you don't want to come. If you come, you will delay my skiing. Do you hear me?"
Thinking that her father had already reached the age of osteoporosis and still used skiing as an excuse, Tang Yili felt a little speechless.
However, she didn't want to be an unwelcome guest, so she gave up the idea and prepared to return to Xishan for the festival.
In advance, Tang Yili asked Xun Lang to inquire about it, and learned that Lin had brought Aunt Yu to the city for the festival, so that the two of them did not have to meet, and her mood was even higher.
On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, Tang Yili got off work and went to Ji's to meet Xun Lang, and they returned to Xishan together.
On the way, Xun Miaoyun called Tang Yili and asked where he was.
Tang Yili thought Xun Miaoyun was anxious, so he comforted him: "We are almost at the bottom of the mountain. Don't worry, mom. Let's buy something at the convenience store at the bottom of the mountain before going up."
There are not many family planning products in the villa, and they plan to replenish them. After all, they have to live in the mountains for several days. It would be very disappointing if they find out that they are out of stock at a critical moment.
Xun Miaoyun didn't hear the key. Instead, he was a little worried and drove people out.
"You two are here... Actually, our family doesn't have any rules that we have to celebrate the New Year together. If you want to live alone together, mom won't object to it."