Chapter 423 The language is a bit dry and flammable
Chapter 423 Language is a bit dry and flammable
Tang Yili's injured ankle has been exposed. The snow-white part, together with the snow-white feet and light pink healthy nails, is rare for her to not wear any nail polish.
She took the towel and tied it to the affected area, but because her movements were a bit casual, Xun Lang picked up the towel again.
"Wrap it tighter."
He moved while correcting, and when he exerted force, it hurt Tang Yili: "Be gentle, be gentle, I'm not your athlete, I don't have steel or iron bones."
Xun Lang relaxed slightly, but still firmly fixed the towel on her joints.
Tang Yili pointed in the direction of the kitchen, "The management provided a medical kit, but I don't know if there is any medicine in it."
Xun Lang walked in the direction and looked in the corner of the cupboard for a while. Tang Yili lay on the back of the sofa, revealing his eyes and carefully observing the man who suddenly appeared.
She also specifically noticed that Xun Lang's big arms, where they connected to his shoulders, were indeed hard and thick to the naked eye.
She remembered James' words.
Tang Yili asked loudly: "Do you still go to the gym three times a week?"
"Almost every day." Xun Lang finally found a tube of white ointment with English instructions written on it. He walked over with it, lowered his head to check, and suddenly heard Tang Yili mumbling to himself.
"No wonder it seems to be thick again."
Xun Lang raised his head, and Tang Yili stared, "I mean, your arms are thicker again."
Xun Lang looked at her with a half-smile.
Only then did Tang Yili realize that what he said was a bit strange, especially when he used thick words to describe a man's body, the language was a bit dry and flammable.
Tang Yili's tongue was tied and his back was sweating.
She didn't know how else to explain it. She stared at the man in front of her and finally asked, "Have you found the medicine?"
"Well, it's about to expire, but it can still be used."
Xun Lang squeezed some into his hands and rubbed the ointment and palms together to warm it.
"Open the towel." He ordered.
Tang Yili felt a little ashamed, and the feudal cerebellum wrapping method came up again, "I can also apply it myself."
"You won't." Xun Lang was very decisive and squatted beside the sofa with his hands together to signal again. Tang Yili was helpless and took off the towel.
The man rubbed his palms together again, then warmed his palms to cover the affected area.
From the first second, Tang Yili lowered her head shyly. From the second second, her body leaned back violently, and the back of her head pressed against the back of the sofa, creating a pit.
Tang Yili's features were ferocious, he looked at the ceiling and shouted silently: This man really doesn't love me!
It hurts so much!
Why!
Why did the plot in the TV series change when it came to her?!
The scene of you and me having sex didn't happen at all. Xun Lang was treating her sincerely and had no intention of falling in love at all!
After a few hard massages on the injured area with stiff and heavy hands, Tang Yili's face turned as red as his ankle.
She looked at Xun Lang leaving his hand with a look of despair on her face and said, thank you.
Xun Lang went back to the bathroom to wash off the ointment on his hands, and when he came back he told her, "Don't use force on your feet tonight. You should be able to go to the ground tomorrow morning."
"I think if you don't want to be the CEO, it would be a good idea to be a sprain doctor."
Tang Yili recovered from the pain and hatred. He looked at his ankle from side to side and found that it seemed much better. He expressed his appreciation seriously.
"There are not many athletes who are not injured. Basically everyone is good at it. Like Wei Ran, he will help others put their dislocated bones back together."
This can be regarded as a realistic interpretation of a long-term illness becoming a cure.
Xun Lang told it as a story, but Tang Yili felt sad after hearing it.
"You must have suffered a lot just to swim."
The atmosphere suddenly changed.
Why did she suddenly mention this? Xun Lang looked at her quietly.
Tang Yili: "Even if I have only achieved a little success now and haven't suffered any big hardships, if I were asked to give up all this for someone now, I might not be able to do it. Xun Lang, I'm very sad
Thank you for retiring for me."
"No flaws in the marriage can cover up this."
"You did make a huge sacrifice for me."
"Thanks."
Tang Yili leaned on the sofa, holding a flaxen pillow in her arms with the pattern of the letter H woven on it. Her tone was sincere, but her expression was very light, showing the indifference and calmness after great sorrow and great joy.
Xun Lang looked at her seriously.
This wasn't the first time Tang Yili thanked her for this, but it seemed like it was the first time that there was no longer any evasion or self-blame in her eyes.
Dodge is the cowardice of knowing that you are not matched.
Self-blame is the regret after self-doubt.
In the past, Tang Yili regarded Xun Lang's retirement as a mistake. It was a mistake she made and Xun Lang had to bear the consequences.
In fact, retirement is a period of difficulty that they have gone through together in order to be together. It has nothing to do with right or wrong, as long as everyone is happy in exchange for it.
Xun Lang has been thinking this way, and finally waited until Tang Yili could think this way.
Moreover, she used her perspective, and while experiencing career success, she also understood the difficulty of the choice he made in the first place.
He didn't want her to be grateful, he just wanted her to understand.
Today, Tang Yili really understood him and understood this matter.
Xun Lang felt uncontrollably moved. He didn't speak, but it showed on his face. Tang Yili tilted his head and smiled and said.
"When I thanked my dad at my eighteen-year-old adult ceremony, he had the same expression."
Maybe having a daughter is just so irritating.
Xun Lang imagined that Tang Yili had really imagined his daughter. He stretched out his long hand to pinch Tang Yili's nose. The person with inconvenient legs and feet could not escape and could only hide back. At the same time, he waved the pillow as a weapon and beat Xun Lang repeatedly.
For a man who is 1.9 meters tall, all this is just tickling. Xun Lang didn't even hide, and quickly pinched the tip of his straight little nose.
The fingertips were slightly cold and the fingerprints were rough, the moment I took action.
Tang Yili was so frightened that she screamed: "My nose is made of plastic! Be gentle, I'll make you pay if I pinch it."
Xun Lang wanted to laugh, but deliberately asked: "Really? How much did it cost?"
"Hundreds of millions!"
"It's not worth it. It doesn't look very good."
"fart!"
Tang Yili was really anxious this time: My nose is like the Mount Everest of the whole face, a treasure in the world, and a dog man actually said it’s not very good-looking?!
She was angry and unable to move, so she simply grinned and said in a squawking voice, "Let go! Your hands are neither light nor heavy! You really crushed me!"
Xun Lang let go.
Tang Yili immediately covered his mouth and nose with both hands and groaned: "It really hurts."
Xun Lang really didn't use any force, it was because his pride had just been embarrassed that he took action, "Let me see."
"don't want."
"I don't know how I can compensate you for the nose job." Xun Lang was very serious.
Tang Yili thought he was joking, but still put down his hand and exposed his beautiful and straight nose.
Xun Lang stood on the ground and bent over to check. His gaze was directed towards her without any compromise.