Chapter 85 It has nothing to do with me, it’s him...
Tang Yili reacted, and two seconds later, she saw herself and Xun Lang beside her on the big screen.
No!
Why are you targeting me!
Tang Yili howled in her heart, but still faced the camera calmly.
In fact, Tang Yili had already had a bad premonition. There were athletes who had won three gold medals sitting next to him. How could the director let go of this opportunity? He was bound to be caught.
Tang Yili tried his best to keep a reserved smile, with a hint of shyness, and then waved his hand.
Say in a low voice: "No, no, no, I don't want to play this game."
But the camera was humane, he shook his head, the big screen also shook, and the camera focused on Tang Yili again.
It rejects Tang Yili's rejection.
There was a sound of whistles at the scene.
Athletes in team uniforms and beautiful female spectators, this is such a delicious CP. Everyone showed their enthusiasm for trick-or-treating and kept applauding.
This time, Tang Yili was really a little embarrassed. She kept waving her hands, but she became weaker and weaker.
"No...we are not...no...No."
Does this count as being able to stand alone against tens of thousands of spectators?
Tang Yili was not that strong yet. She vaguely felt that she was going to fail. She wanted to run away, but her legs didn't obey her and she didn't even have the strength to stand up.
Unspeakable annoyance surged up in waves.
"Tang Yili."
Xun Lang suddenly called her.
Tang Yili turned her head blankly, and before she could react, a familiar black shadow covered her head. His big palm placed on the back of her head, clasped her, and kissed her forcefully.
The overwhelming sound was his breath, overpowering the noise in his ears.
Whether deep or shallow, light or heavy, they are all under his control, creating an indescribable feeling.
Xun Lang is very tactical even in kissing.
His peck only lasted a few seconds, and he was very much like an envoy before the war, polite and gentle. When Tang Yili completed his mental preparation, Xun Lang showed his true colors.
His attack power was never on the surface, but on the back, attacking the city with ruthlessness, plundering the ground, and sweeping away all resistance. His kisses were quick and ferocious.
Tang Yili was stunned at first, and then shocked. Through the armrest of the seat, he passively endured the wantonness on his lips, his heart beat loudly, and his reason collapsed.
The hand she wanted to use to push him away couldn't help but wrap it around Xun Lang's neck. The neat short hair made her fingertips ache, but it also aroused a sense of wildness.
Just die, it's Xun Lang, he crossed the line first, it's all his fault, let them go find Xun Lang, whether it's Ray Banshen, Wei Ran, or millions of swimming fans.
It had nothing to do with me, it was his kiss, like the cool mist in the morning, that led me in the wrong direction.
The applause and whistles at the scene lasted for a long, long time.
Tang Yili ran out of oxygen, pushed Xun Lang away, and lay on his shoulder, breathing slightly to relieve herself. During this period, she didn't even dare to look at the big screen.
She could imagine how sweet and embarrassed she must be.
I don’t know when the camera left. The drama on the field began again. Tang Yili was sitting in his seat, his ears burning red, and the fever did not subside for a long time.
Xun Lang is no better than Tang Yili, but after all, he is an evildoer, and his smile makes him even more hateful.
He asked in her ear: "Are you still watching the game?"
Everyone around them was looking at them, so Tang Yili couldn't stand it.
She pushed Xun Lang away, put the bag on her head and chest, lowered the brim of her hat, stood up, and climbed up the stairs without raising her head.
Xun Lang followed Luoluo. Due to the height difference, Tang Yili's slender waist was always swaying in front of his eyes, and he suddenly felt the urge to hug her into his arms.
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Tang Yili sullenly walked out. After leaving the gymnasium, he felt his heart beating faster after walking quite a distance.
She turned around, Xun Lang was always behind her, looking at her, smiling for the first time.
Tang Yili: "Why are you laughing?"
Xun Lang walked up, finally grabbed her waist, held her in his arms, and didn't speak for a long time.
In just a few steps from the swimming pool to the stands, he walked through a series of intrigues. He was exhausted physically and mentally. Tang Yili was like a harbor, allowing him to rest for a while and absorb the warmth.
When did it happen? Who would he want to rely on?
The hug didn't last long, because Tang Yili twisted in his arms, saying he hated it and wanted to be looked at.
Xun Lang let her go and lowered his head: "Then let's go back to the hotel?"
Tang Yili's brain suddenly blossomed.
Going to bed right after the kiss, this efficiency made Tang Yili tremble with excitement.
Xun Lang was amused by Tang Yili's expression and asked her, "What are you thinking about?"
"I, I, what are you thinking about?"
Turning his face like a book, looking innocent, Tang Yili pushed Xun Lang away and stood on the side of the road to take a taxi.
Regardless of whether we go back to the hotel or not, apart from the gymnasium, there is nothing to do nearby, so we need to go back to the city first and then make plans.
After stopping the taxi, the two of them sat in the back seat together, with a distance between the seats. Tang Yili was a little sticky and couldn't help but use her little finger to hook Xun Lang's little finger, and pressed down the troublesome little paw with a big palm, and changed to
Fingers intertwined.
Tang Yili smiled softly and secretly looked at the driver. He didn't react the whole time, and he felt happy that his affair was successful.
Xun Lang let her fuss, replying to a few text messages from Lei Penshen, and then put away his phone.
Tang Yili sighed: "What brand of painkillers did you take during the competition? It feels very effective. It does not affect your condition at all and you can still achieve good swimming results. Please introduce it to me."
Xun Lang raised his eyebrows.
Tang Yili squeezed his eyes: "It hurts when I do that. I have to take painkillers when it's serious."
Only then did Xun Lang realize what "that one" she was talking about.
Xun Lang took out the refill bottle from his pocket and handed it to Tang Yili, "This."
Tang Yili took it and held it in front of his eyes, his happy eyes quickly turned to confusion.
"Isn't this...my vitamin?"
Although they are all small yellow pills, these pills still have the brand logo on them. Although the words are small, Tang Yili takes them every day, so how could he not recognize them.
Then she exploded, as deep as a Ray-Ban.
"You didn't take any painkillers?! Then it doesn't matter if you compete? Why did the painkillers become my vitamins?! Why? Did you mix them up?!"
"It's just a mix-up." It's just a deliberate mix-up.
Xun Lang downplayed it and said that his shoulder no longer hurt, so he didn't take any medicine. He just kept the medicine nearby and took it without paying attention.
Tang Yili was doubtful, so he stretched out a finger and poked Xun Lang's right shoulder. Seeing that his expression did not change, he was a little relieved.
"Xun Lang, you are made of iron, right?"
Xun Lang held her finger and smiled.
Xun Lang seems to be particularly fond of laughing today.
"Why are you laughing again?" Tang Yili was puzzled.
Xun Lang: "Then Tang Yili should be made of sugar."
"Um?"
He lowered his voice and said in her ear: "It was very sweet, just now."
That’s it for tonight, thank you all, and good night.