Deliberately attack

Chapter 317 The first night of stay

"Xun Lang is back!"

Tangfeng heard the movement and walked out.

He rushed ahead of Tang Yili, not paying attention to his daughter's awkward expression, "There are so many, what are they?"

Tangfeng went up to check the boxes brought in by the workers.

Xun Lang: "It's all clothes and shoes."

"Ali always buys things indiscriminately," Tang Feng habitually babbled, and directed the workers: "Come on, put it in the cloakroom, and wait for the people from the storage company to clean it up tomorrow."

"Xun Lang, you've been tired all day, come in and have a rest and drink some water."

Xun Lang glanced at Tang Yili who was not moving, hesitated for a moment, and finally Tang Feng greeted him again and again, before he stepped into the living room.

The streamlined lighting gave off an off-white halo. Standing in the entranceway full of boxes, Tang Yili felt his palms sweat a little and rubbed them unconsciously.

A conclusion slowly came to mind: Xun Lang was wearing a black T-shirt, and he replaced the white T-shirt...Maybe, she will never see that shirt again.

"Ali!" Tangfeng called her from the room.

"Oh."

Tangfeng found out after busy work: "There is no fruit at home, you tell the driver to buy it quickly, otherwise the fresh supermarket will start discounting soon, and the ones on display will not be fresh."

"I see."

On a busy night, Tang Yili had no right to hurt the spring and the autumn, so she quickly took out her mobile phone and found the number with the note titled Poker King.

Yes, Wang Zhanshan didn't know yet, but at Tang Yili's place, he liked to be nicknamed Poker King.

About an hour later, the workers withdrew one after another, Poker King brought fruit, and Sister Yu cooked the meal.

The fire meal officially began.

Tangfeng's joy was all on his face, persuading his son-in-law to drink and adding food to his daughter, the atmosphere was lively.

Everyone drank a little wine and reached a state of being slightly tipsy.

Tang Feng was escorted away by the driver Lao Huang and Sister Yu, and Tang Yili sent them to the elevator, turned around and came back, pausing.

Huge space, invisible quiet, this new home is luxuriously decorated, but it feels like there is nowhere to go.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Yili walked into the living room area, and the thousand grid bird sofa came into view first, with black and white checkerboard colors, and thick wool texture, which looked both ostentatious and lazy.

Xun Lang just sat there, not like he always sat upright, leaning on the armrest, eyes closed, like some people who are sleepy and tired.

Tang Yili walked lightly, not wanting to disturb him, and walked past the sofa with her hands down, but she was suddenly pulled by a force.

A big hand just held the slender wrist, the platinum bracelet with the letter H, and swung it.

Tang Yili lowered her head in surprise, and looked along her wrist.

The man rubbed his forehead and slowly opened his eyes, "Are you going to separate again tonight?"

Tang Yili felt sour in his heart.

It turned out that he had seen it all—there was a brand new bed cover in the guest bedroom—and when he saw it, he asked a question. I'm afraid it's not that simple. Depending on Xun Lang's mood, he was either really tired or bored.

Tang Yili swallowed the grievance, and tried to break free, but was held even tighter.

"Xun Lang..."

"It's getting late, go to bed." He stood up abruptly, under the shadow of a shadow, his shoulders were twice as wide as Tang Yili's, and he leaned over to hug him.

The sudden elevation of vision startled Tang Yili. She subconsciously tightened her grip on Xun Lang's neck, afraid of falling, but quickly made a defensive posture.

She was afraid that what happened at noon would happen again.

A little pain, but more of a shame.

She looked at Xun Lang vigilantly, his face was expressionless, and he turned off the lights behind him along the way, as if coming from the darkness, with a sense of extinction.

When Tang Yili was put on the bed by Xun Lang, the room was completely plunged into the night. This bedroom was twice as big as before. The curved floor-to-ceiling windows occupied the entire wall, and the moonlight-colored gauze curtains were only half drawn. The wind blows the fringed corner.

Tang Yili quickly got into the quilt, huddled herself into a ball, and waited for what might happen next.

The black figure in front of the bed took off his shirt, and as usual, he was shirtless, his skin was slightly cool, with the slightly melting breath after the snow, when Xun Lang hugged him from behind, Tang Yili's whole body tightened.

But the man remained silent.

His chin rested on the back of her head, and he hugged her tightly, "Go to sleep."

Tang Yili was a little unbelievable, but she didn't dare to look at it. She stiffened her body and closed her eyes.

Moving may be really exhausting, Tang Yili can feel his thoughts drifting away, and the world on his eyelids is getting heavier and heavier.

Then plunged into absolute darkness.

Living in a new house, sleeping in a new bed, being able to see the dawn at a glance, without sleep disorders at all, is also quite miraculous.

After a night without dreams, Tang Yili felt her body relaxed. She turned over on the bed and found that the pillow next to her was empty. The wine-red Kou Danjia was on the white mattress, and she could feel a little warmth as she gently stroked it.

It didn't take long for Xun Lang to get up.

Tang Yili lifted the quilt and got out of bed, brushed her teeth and washed her face. In the completely unpopular room, there were cardboard boxes and luggage everywhere. She didn't feel much about it last night, but now she felt that it was disturbingly messy.

The skin care products were not at hand, and the rubber band she tied her hair with didn't know where it went.

The tissue paper towel that had wiped her face was thrown heavily into the trash can, only then did she realize that there was no bag in it.

Get up unexpectedly.

Tang Yili stepped out of the bedroom, passed through a messy corridor, and there was no one in the living room. She turned around and felt a terrible feeling. At that time, she wanted to carry her suitcase back to the Rongjing mansion.

At this time, Sister Yu came out of the kitchen with a big soup bowl.

"Wake up, Li, it's just right, the little wontons are cooked, and there are sandwiches, what do you want to eat, I'll serve them for you."

Thanks to the size of the house, Tang Yili would have thought she was the only one in the house if Sister Yu hadn't spoken out.

Thankfully, there are others alive.

"Why are you here?" Tang Yili asked.

"Why did I come here?" Sister Yu felt that this question was a bit strange, "Xun Lang asked me to come."

"He said that he was afraid that you would be homesick, so in order to let you have a warm meal, he sent a driver to pick me up early in the morning. You come over to eat quickly. After a while, I have to go to the property to do an access control. From then on, I will come every morning. , get you something to eat."

"Oh."

Tang Yili stood there stupidly, pinning her disheveled hair behind her ears, and asked in a strange tone, "Then, where is the Xunlang man?"

"It's right behind you."

Aunt Yu hurried into the kitchen.

Tang Yili was nailed to the spot by the words "behind you", fearing that the beast behind would pounce on her, so she turned around at the slowest speed——

Xun Lang was only wearing a black basketball vest, and the underarms were open to the waist. It looked like he had just finished rolling, and his muscles were congested with blood in large areas, tangled in large areas, and covered with protruding blue blood vessels.

Sweat hung on his brow, and he was wiping his face with a towel.

A pair of sharp eyes were exposed, bent.

It may be that someone feels that the way someone wakes up in the morning is too cute.

"Morning," he said.

Only then did Tang Yili realize that he had been looking at his back muscles and tiger head muscles for too long, so he quickly looked back and said.

"morning."

(End of this chapter)