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Chapter 222 Waves, Why Not Waves

Appeared from Tangfeng's house, it was still early.

The part-time workers at Tang Yili's house haven't finished tidying up—the living room has been messed up by the magazine's interviews, and there is probably some tidying up—she is going to go out for a while before going back.

It may be because of a sense, at this time Feng Yiman called and asked: "Little birthday boy, are you out for a while?"

Waves, why not waves.

Xun Lang hasn't responded to the message until now.

Her own father has already said, how to guard against men cheating?

There is a saying in Sun Tzu's art of war, if you know yourself and your enemy, you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles. She went to the bar to find out the situation first.

Tang Yili put on a red lip in the car, put down the head of the ball, grabbed it into a fluffy scum girl's big wave, and drove there.

Feng Yiman spends millions of dollars in games, so naturally he wouldn't choose a place like Yemei's when choosing the location for the bar.

Outside the embassy area on the Northeast Third Ring Road, there is a high-end entertainment gathering area, known as Tunzili. After Tang Yili parked his car, Feng Yiman called again to remind him, "Have you entered Tun'er yet?"

"coming."

Tang Yili swiped a bracelet for herself at the door, and walked into the deafeningly dark night scene. Lasers swept across the field, only to see people's heads moving and graceful waists.

Tang Yili paid attention to her steps as she walked in, for fear of stepping on the little lover who was hugging each other in the corner and disturbing their good deeds.

Feng Yiman's booth was on the first floor with the best view, facing the dance floor. At that time, it was already full of handsome men and women, including Fatty Jun.

Seeing Tang Yili approaching, the couple gave up their seats in the middle, one on the left and the other on the right, and yelled, "Birthday is here!"

Then, as if conjured up, someone brought over a birthday cake with a candle on it.

Tang Yili widened her eyes, and made an expression that you dare to slap my face and wring your head off.

Jun Pang laughed loudly, "It's Mrs. Xiao Ji now, who dares to mess with you!"

"Come on, let me introduce you, Tang Yili, my sister, Xun Lang's wife."

Authentic Beijing dialect, with the ruffian air of a wealthy family, as soon as Jun Fatty said, the men and women whose eyes were not cold just now immediately smiled enthusiastically.

People who know Jun Fatty naturally know who Xun Lang is.While fearing the power of the Ji family, she began to secretly envy Tang Yili's status as the young mistress of the wealthy family.

Tang Yili was pulled over to sit next to Feng Yiman.

She asked Tang Yili, "Where is your man?"

How many people have asked this today?

On the wife's birthday, if the husband doesn't accompany her, it seems to have violated the criminal law, so he should be imprisoned and sentenced to a wifeless prison sentence to relieve his hatred.

Tang Yili was a little annoyed, and saw a pack of cold cigarettes on the table, no matter who it was, he took out one, and Jun Pang quickly lit it.

He blinked sharply at Feng Yiman, "What are you asking, it's a joy to come out to play."

Jun Pang: The young couple must have had a fight.

Feng Yiman: Hmm...the fart makes sense.

Fatty Jun made a gesture and shouted: "Come, celebrate the birthday of the birthday star, let's fire a royal salute!"

"What age is it, and you still drink the royal salute," Feng Yiman rolled his eyes: "I think you are a royal cannon!"

Overall, had a great time tonight.

Feng Yiman is very good at driving the atmosphere, and Tang Yili followed her to belittle Jun Pang, and fully realized the joy of a rich girl marrying, that is to wantonly insult a man, and he will not turn his face at all.

Thinking about how the young master of the Pang family is today, Tang Yili feels very happy.

After Tang Yili drank, the car was driven back to the Rongjing mansion by a substitute driver. She took a ride in a Rolls-Royce, went downstairs, waved goodbye to Jun Pang and Feng Yiman, and went upstairs alone.

While waiting for the elevator, she checked her watch with her mobile phone. It was already past twelve o'clock, and her birthday was over. Xun Lang, a doggy man, hadn't replied to her text message yet. What's the matter, do you really want to leave? !

Tang Yili was annoyed, got off the elevator, went to the shoe cabinet in the entrance, and found a pair of men's leather shoes inside, brown soft-soled lambskin, such a pair of breathable and light shoes should be worn this season, they are a good pair of shoes.

Ok? !

Where are the men's shoes?

It took Tang Yili a long time to realize that Xun Lang is back!

I buy Karma, my husband is back, there is no need to divorce this marriage!
Tang Yili kicked off her high heels, stepped on her slippers, and ran into the house.

The living room is not lit, and the moonlight is vaguely shrouded in a quiet and tidy environment. Walking in, there is a glimmer of light from the crack of the bedroom door, creating the effect of a deep-sea lighthouse.

Someone was waiting for her to go home, and this thought struck Tang Yili's consciousness, which woke her up a little.

She pushed open the bedroom door, and what greeted her eyes was more vivid than she expected—a man with light gray short sleeves on his muscular body, with a bulging chest line, was sitting by the head of the bed with his legs crossed A dusty pink wool blanket.

Xun Lang was reading a book, quietly like a statue.

In the room, under the small warm yellow lamp by the bedside, there is the occasional sound of paper being flipped, which perfectly interprets the picture of time and peace.

Tang Yili walked over unconsciously.

Xun Lang raised his head and followed the prestige.

The two looked at each other and suddenly smiled.

Xun Lang closed the book, prepared his arms a second before Tang Yili rushed over, and then held her firmly, like holding a child, wrapped her legs around her waist, and supported Tang Yili in her small clothes with her hands. Short skirt ass.

I'm not afraid of what's gone.

Tang Yili: "When did you come back? Didn't you say you couldn't make it back today?"

"It's your birthday, how dare I not come back."

Fortunately, things went smoothly, and the trip ended a day earlier, so he hurriedly asked his secretary to buy a plane ticket, and flew back overnight. He was in such a hurry. After the plane landed, he turned on his phone and saw that someone was still yelling for divorce.

Xun Lang took advantage of the opportunity to pinch the pointed flesh on Tang Yili's buttocks.

"Tell me, if I offend you, I'm going to be finished. How can I be finished?"

This is what Tang Yili threatened Xun Lang in the text message.

Now I heard it from Xun Lang's ears again, as if dipped in honey, she couldn't help tightening her legs and curling her lips, "That's it, here comes the little flying stick~"

Toot, a sweet kiss was pressed on Xun Lang's mouth.

Of course Xun Lang didn't know what it was, but he couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips upwards to deepen the kiss in response.

However, the kiss stopped before a more irritating operation came.

Xun Lang withdrew the kiss first, frowning slightly.

"Smoking?"

Drinking alcohol is socializing, but smoking is not, especially for girls.

Xun Lang looked at Tang Yili with scorching eyes, making people feel inexplicably dangerous.

Tang Yili stuck out her tongue, wanting to shake the pot, "I played with Fatty Jun Feng Yiman today... I just smoked one."

In fact, two hours ago, Xun Lang had already seen Fatty Jun's circle of friends—Feng Yiman and Tang Yili posing for a group photo on the dance floor—he knew that Tang Yili was going clubbing tonight.

Xun Lang doesn't mind as long as he doesn't go out of line, he even feels relieved to hand him over to Jun Pang, and he will send Tang Yili home.

"I didn't ask who you played with tonight." Xun Lang emphasized the important point again: "I was asking, who did you learn to smoke with?"

(End of this chapter)