Deliberately attack

Chapter 210 Resentment 2.0
That kiss may be the biggest memory of the whole wedding.

It's just that the time was too short. The newcomers who stepped off the stage looked like clockwork tool men, holding a wine glass, smiling, and chatting around.

At the end of the day, Tang Yili was exhausted.

In the evening, there was only a family banquet in the small hall next door, and Tang Yili couldn't eat anything. She was wearing a fishtail dress with residual makeup, leaning on a chair, her eyes staring straight.

Tang Feng felt very distressed for his daughter, wishing he could feed her with a tray in his hand.

Xun Miaoyun hurriedly said: "You young couple, go back first, we will keep an eye on the rest of the finishing touches."

"that is!"

The groomsmen and bridesmaids were led by Jun Fatty and Feng Yiman. They approached from another table and joked, "Auntie is right, wedding night, hurry up!"

……

The sky was dark, and the silver-white car shuttled on the dark green west hill slope, bringing a cool summer breeze.

Tang Yili and Xun Lang sat in the back seat, each guarding a lowered window, enjoying the night breeze.

I don't know if it was tired or what, neither of them spoke, as if separated by an air wall.

Tonight the bridal chamber is set in the villa in Xishan.

Later, Tang Yili also thought of it. No matter how good the swimming team's performance is, the training base cannot be located in such a place - there are mountains, water and dragon veins - the place with the best Fengshui in Beishi, even if you have money, you can't live there .

What's more, there are sentinels guarding.

At the beginning, she had too much heart, and was fooled by Xun Lang casually.

Passing through the checkpoint, Ou Lu stopped on the lawn, and Qiu Bo personally came to open the door for Tang Yili.

After more than a year, Tang Yili revisited the old place again, and Tang Yili herself became the hostess, which felt incredible.

The buildings and distant mountains have not changed at all, and even Qiu Bo is still so easy-going.

Tang Yili called Qiu Bohao, but Qiu Bo was still smiling.

"Young mistress, you are fine too."

He led Tang Yili and Xun Lang inside, "The things that Young Mistress's natal family sent are all placed on the third floor, and you and Young Master will live there when you come back from now on."

Tang Yili looked around the interior layout, there were occasional wedding decorations, but it was enough, and the simple and modern decoration did not fall into the cliché.

Tang Yili was a little more pleasing to this place.

"I remember, the last time I came to live was on the second floor?" she asked.

Qiu Bo: "Yes, the second floor is the guest room area."

"Oh..." Tang Yili glanced at Xun Lang, and muttered softly, "Someone obviously lives on the third floor, but deliberately moved to the second floor, and pretended to be a guest. Really, it's all about acting."

Xun Lang: "..."

Chou Bo smiled and said nothing.

In his opinion, this was more like a young couple's interest, and it was inconvenient to intervene, so Uncle Chou stood at the stairs on the second floor and refused to go up.

"If you two need it, call me anytime."

Tang Yili thanked him politely, and watched Qiu Bo off.

The layout of the third floor is actually more homely. The first floor is the living room, connected to the huge outdoor balcony, where you can smell the fresh smell of the wilderness and mountain breeze.

Thinking that there was only herself and Xun Lang here, Tang Yili relaxed a little, took off her high heels, stepped barefoot on the gray and white marble floor, and looked around curiously.

"Going inside is the master bedroom and cloakroom. Your clothes and toiletries are all there."

As Xun Lang said, he raised his elbow and loosened the Windsor knot, then turned and walked in another direction.

"Where are you going?" Tang Yili called to stop him.

"I'll go to the guest bathroom to wash it off."

Xun Lang took off his suit, and his back in a shirt was quickly blocked by a door.

Tang Yili slumped her shoulders, feeling tired and frustrated.

The groom was too indifferent, and his interest in visiting the bridal chamber quickly faded away.

Tang Yili wore a bulky dress, walked into the cloakroom, took it off with great effort, put away the diamond jewelry, and went into the bathroom.

While washing and mourning.

Isn't it sad to marry in after exhausting life and work, only to find that the groom is frigid.

Seeing that the wedding night was going to be cool, Tang Yili's mind was spinning fast, how to save the hero.

The steaming heat made people a little hypoxic, but Tang Yili still insisted on applying a layer of body lotion, wrapped in a bathrobe in a vacuum, and walked out.

He saw Xun Lang sitting at the end of the bed, also wearing the same style.

Tang Yili whistled in his heart, his brows curled into a smile, and asked, "You...are you waiting for me?"

But he said: "There is no razor in the bathroom over there, I'll come and get it."

Tang Yili was moved by being tricked, and sneered: "You don't need to take it away, you can just use it here, anyway, I've finished washing it."

A little angry, Tang Yili staggered and sat on the dressing table by the window, and began to dry her hair.

Buzzing, loud, a little noisy.

Xun Lang wanted to say something, but finally gave up and went into the bathroom.

He won't come out for a while, Tang Yili guessed that he had already started shaving.

Tang Yili let his hair be blown upside down, thought for a while, and then turned off the machine with a "snap".

She also went into the bathroom.

Xun Lang was indeed shaving, his chin was covered with fine white foam, extending to his Adam's apple, he asked with his eyes, Tang Yili walked over, and said in a soft tone.

"Xun Lang, you always have such a straight face, I'm a little scared."

"Are you afraid of me?" Xun Lang squinted.

If it wasn't for the foam on his face that drowned part of his expression, Xun Lang should have drawn a capitalized sarcasm.

But Tang Yili still acted like she was about to cry.

"Well, I'm afraid of you."

really afraid.

Tang Yili was not afraid of the rich and powerful, but this rich and powerful man, who had been scumbag by herself, and she was lucky enough to die, seemingly for the benefit, and chose to marry this grievance.

Who knows what Xun Lang is thinking in his heart, marrying her is not for revenge, is it for upgrading to Wrong Seed 2.0?
Xun Lang stands tall with a loose belt fixed around his waist. The muscles in his chest undulate and merge with his abdominal muscles, and the mermaid line extends vertically. It would be hard to justify such a shaving picture without a mosaic.

Tang Yili put his hand on Xun Lang's waist tentatively, and moved his body forward, touching it. Immediately, he could feel that the muscles on Xun Lang's back were completely tense.

"Tang Yili, don't make trouble." He said in a bad tone.

The three-layer knife head is extremely sharp, and bloody crimes will easily occur if one is not paying attention. Xun Lang drank the gift of Zhitang, but it didn't have the slightest effect.

Instead, she entangled him even more fiercely, and she stretched out her hand to get into his robe, while not forgetting to accuse him.

"Look, you are fierce again."

Xun Lang pursed his lips and took a deep breath, "I'm shaving, can't you be more honest and make trouble later?!"

"Today is the wedding night, Xun Lang," Tang Yili of course refused, "There is nothing more important than this, isn't it?"

She went to pull the strap of the dark blue bathrobe, Xun Lang held the razor in his right hand, and he had to use his left hand to press her. The strength of the two was very different, and when he took control, what Tang Yili wanted to do suddenly went bankrupt.

(End of this chapter)