Tang Yili tried his best to shrink himself up and lowered his head to avoid looking at Xun Lang.
He didn't speak, and she didn't dare to.
Xun Lang was like a silent statue, just sitting there, looking out the car window. Tang Yili didn't know what he was thinking, his heart was trembling and his palms were sweating.
The trees and buildings on both sides of the road kept flashing by, and the light and shadow changed into the carriage, reflecting Xun Lang's resolute face, which was either bright or dark, cloudy or sunny.
At this time, Tang Yili's cell phone dinged, breaking the silence.
She was panicked and quickly went to check.
These days, she really cares about herself. Feng Yiman doesn't care about her life and death at all, so he just asks her to stop Xun Lang. What should he do to stop him?
Butt?
Coco, I’m sorry for this and this!
Tang Yili quickly turned off the screen and pretended to be calm.
Finally got home.
The driver parked the car in the underground garage, facing the elevator door. Xun Lang got out of the car first. Tang Yili waited for the driver to open the door and slowly got out of the car, behind Xun Lang.
His arm naturally drooped, and his palm was slightly curled. A touch of gold could be seen on the ring finger of his left hand. The light was weak, and Tang Yili's heart began to beat.
After entering the elevator, Xun Lang raised his hand, tilted his head and loosened his tie, and glanced at her from the reflection on the wall. His eyes were dark but his gaze was very light. Tang Yili lowered his head again and pretended to pick his fingers.
Soon, the elevator arrived. Xun Lang unlocked the door and took off his coat while entering the room. Tang Yili followed suit and heard Xun Lang say: "Go take a shower."
Tang Yili choked for breath and secretly screamed for help.
How did this man do it, be handsome, cool and scary?!
Tang Yili didn't dare to stay too long and walked quickly towards the bedroom.
The water in the shower room fell like a waterfall. Tang Yili raised her ears to listen to the sounds outside. Even if a needle dropped, she would feel it falling on her heart, stinging and itching.
Her nerves were stretched to saturation, and it seemed that if she tightened her nerves any tighter, she would collapse.
At this moment, Xun Lang opened the bathroom door and walked in barefoot.
This silent sense of invasion, with a coolness, jumped in the moment the glass door was opened, and the humid air trembled slightly.
Tang Yili unconsciously took a deeper breath, but did not dare to raise his head.
Xun Lang's condescending posture gave people a great sense of oppression. Tang Yili couldn't see his eyes clearly, but in this impending confrontation, she wanted to move her body back, but her feet seemed to be rooted in the water.
Can't move at all.
The hot air seemed to steam people up. Tang Yili pursed her lips and could directly taste the sweet air.
"Raise your head." Xun Lang's voice came from above his head, a mellow voice with a commanding tone.
Tang Yili's heart shrank.
Probably knowing that he was going to die, he shook his head and refused to look into his eyes.
"Then where are you looking?" Xun Lang pressed slightly.
Only then did Tang Yili realize that the angle of her gaze was right at... that.
Further down, the light is dim and hazy, making it difficult to see clearly.
Tang Yili took a breath and swore that she really didn't look there on purpose.
"No."
He raised his head slightly and opened his eyes.
Tang Yili could just see Xun Lang's chin, his sharp jawline, which was clean and neat, but she felt that it was not good to stare at him.
She looked away.
The corners of Xun Lang's mouth curled up in a subtle arc, and his deep black eyes held an unknown meaning.
"You said you would take a walk tonight, but if I didn't come back to walk you, you would go walk someone else's? Is that right?"
Finally came to this issue.
Tang Yili secretly screamed, "It's over." He unconsciously covered his face with his hands, but Xun Lang grabbed him.
He refused to give her a chance to evade: "Tang Yili, you are getting bolder and bolder now."
Tang Yili panicked a lot.
In this case, the only way to save your life is to explain.
"The client took me there," Tang Yili said, leaning her smooth back against the cool glass, trying to explain, "Really, I didn't know where that place was before I went there."
"I'm telling the truth. It was my first time helping my dad manage the company. Who knew the world was so dangerous..."
"Besides, didn't you go too?"
She wanted to fight back, but she was fixed to the wall.
Xun Lang did not answer the reason why he went because Ah Wu had tipped off the news. Instead, he stared at Tang Yili's eyes intently, narrowed his eyes slightly, and discovered another word of her words.
"The world is dangerous?"
A group of women go out together to hook up with men, and they actually say that the world is dangerous?
Probably he was amused by the absurdity.
Xun Lang curled his lips and said, "Tang Yili, you probably call the world dangerous because you don't know anything."
Under Xun Lang's playing, Tang Yili's mind was already a little hard to use after drinking. But when she reacted, she realized that Xun Lang did it on purpose, deliberately letting her experience what it means to be real.
Yes, the world is dangerous.
The door of the bathroom is made of frosted glass. From the outside, two overlapping figures can be seen. As the water vapor accumulates, the frosted glass becomes more and more blurred with water vapor, and gradually nothing can be seen.
There is only sound, wrapped in the sound of water, flowing out continuously and continuously.
…
In this contest, someone is destined to lose miserably.
Tang Yili was carried out by someone, her hair on the temples was damp, and her thin and white neck was drooping, like a dying swan.
She lay with her head tilted in the golden brown sea of cotton, which made her skin extremely white and delicate.
Xun Lang smiled, leaned over to settle the people, and said softly: "Let's see if you dare next time."
He walked around the end of the bed and got on the bed from the other side. He raised his hand and the extra quilt was violently thrown under the bed, and he himself lay down in Tang Yili's quilt.
Immediately, a warm body with the same fragrance took her into his arms.
Tang Yili didn't dare to speak. He pecked his hands with his beak like a little quail.
It's been over a week.
Tang Yili felt like a little sheep falling into the tiger's den in the dragon's pond. His life was at risk tonight.
As expected, Xun Lang patted Tang Yili for a while, and seeing that her eyes were still open, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Aren't you sleepy?"
Tang Yili closed his eyes for a moment and said, "I fell asleep."
"Okay. Then go to sleep."
The last small light in the room went out.
Xun Lang put his arms back into the quilt, and after a moment.
Tang Yili held Xun Lang's shoulders and cried, "I really don't dare anymore."
Xun Lang spoke sarcastically and asked her with a smile: "I only walked you once and you cried, but how many times did you walk me?"
Tang Yili was speechless and could only sob.
When the carnival came, Xun Lang leaned close to Tang Yili's ear and said in a hoarse voice: "Remember? Tang Yili, this is the result of doing too many bad things."