Deliberately attack

Chapter 423 The language is a bit dry and flammable
Tang Yili's injured ankle has been exposed, the snow-white part, together with the snow-white feet and light pink healthy nails, it is rare for her not to have applied any nail polish.

She took the towel and buckled it on the affected area, but because of her random movements, Xun Lang picked up the towel again.

"Bundle tighter."

While correcting his movements, he hurt Tang Yili when he exerted force: "Take it easy, I'm not your athlete, I don't have steel and iron bones."

Xun Lang relaxed a little, but still fixed the towel on her joints obediently.

Tang Yili pointed in the direction of the kitchen, "The property provides a medical kit, I don't know if there is any medicine in it."

Xun Lang walked in the direction, and searched for a while from the corner of the cabinet. Tang Yili lay on the back of the sofa, showing his eyes, carefully observing the man who appeared suddenly.

She also specially noticed that Xun Lang's big arm, the part connecting the shoulder, was indeed hard and thick as far as the naked eye could see.

She remembered James' words.

Tang Yili asked loudly, "Do you still go to the gym three times a week?"

"Almost every day." Xun Lang finally found a tube of white ointment with English instructions written on it. He walked over with it, lowered his head to check, and suddenly heard Tang Yili muttering to himself.

"No wonder it seems to be thick again."

Xun Lang raised his head, Tang Yili stared, "I mean your arms are thick again."

Xun Lang looked at her with a half-smile.

It was only then that Tang Yili realized that what he said was a bit strange, especially when he used rough words to describe a man's body, the language was a bit dry and flammable.

Tang Yili's tongue was knotted and his back was sweating.

She didn't know how else to explain it, she stared at the man in front of her, and finally had to ask, "Did you find the medicine?"

"Well, it's about to expire, but it's still usable."

Xun Lang squeezed some on his hand, and rubbed it together with the ointment and palm to warm it up.

"You open the towel." He ordered.

Tang Yili was a little ashamed, and the feudal wrapping cerebellum trick came up again, "I can do it myself."

"You won't." Xun Lang was very decisive, clasped his palms together and squatted beside the sofa to signal again, but Tang Yili couldn't help it, and took off the towel.

The man rubbed his palms again, then wrapped his warm palms around the affected area.

In the first second, Tang Yili lowered her head shyly. From the second second, her body was violently thrown back, and the back of her head was pressed against the back of the sofa, creating a crater.

Tang Yili's facial features were ferocious, she looked towards the ceiling, and shouted silently: This man really doesn't love me!
It's so painful!
why!
Why did the plot in the TV series change when it came to her? !
The picture of you and me didn't happen at all. Xun Lang was treating her from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't mean to talk about love at all!
Tang Yili's face was as red as his ankles after he massaged the wound a few times with astringent and heavy hands.

She watched Xun Lang leave his hand with a look of hopelessness, and said, thank you.

Xun Lang went back to the bathroom to wash off the ointment on his hands, and told her when he came back, "Don't strain your feet tonight, you should be able to go to the ground tomorrow morning."

"I think if you don't want to be the president, it's not bad to be a traumatic doctor."

Tang Yili recovered from the pain and hatred, looked at her ankle left and right, and found that it seemed much better, and expressed her appreciation seriously.

"There are not many athletes who are not injured. Basically everyone knows a little bit. Like Wei Ran, he can also help people put their dislocations back."

This can be regarded as a realistic interpretation of a long-term illness becoming a doctor.

Xun Lang told it as a story for fun, but made Tang Yili sad.

"You must have suffered a lot just to swim."

The atmosphere suddenly changed.

Why did she mention this suddenly? Xun Lang looked at her quietly.

Tang Yili: "Even if I only have a little achievement now, and I haven't suffered any serious hardships, but if I have to give up all this for someone now, I may really be unable to do it. Xun Lang, I am very sorry Thank you for retiring for me."

"No amount of blemish in a marriage can hide that."

"You did make a huge sacrifice for me."

"Thank you."

Tang Yili leaned on the sofa, hugging a flaxen pillow in her arms, with the pattern of the letter H woven on it. Her tone was sincere, but her expression was very light, which was the indifference and calmness after great sorrow and joy.

Xun Lang looked at her seriously.

This wasn't the first time Tang Yili thanked her for this, but it seemed to be the first time that she no longer had evasion and self-blame in her eyes.

Dodging is the cowardice of knowing that you don't match.

Self-blame is the annoyance after self-doubt.

In the past, Tang Yili regarded Xun Lang's retirement as a mistake, a mistake she made, and Xun Lang would bear the consequences.

In fact, retiring is a period of difficulty they experienced together in order to be together. It has nothing to do with right or wrong, as long as everyone is happy in exchange.

Xun Lang has always thought this way, and finally waited until Tang Yili could think so.

Moreover, she used her perspective to understand the difficulty of his choice even more while experiencing the success of her career.

He didn't want her to be grateful, but just wanted her to understand.

Today, Tang Yili really understood him and understood this matter.

Xun Lang felt an irresistible emotion, he didn't speak, but it showed on his face, Tang Yili tilted his head and smiled, and said.

"At my coming-of-age ceremony, when I thanked my dad, he also had this expression."

Maybe having a daughter is just that annoying.

Xun Lang fantasized about Tang Yili's daughter, and stretched out his long hand to pinch Tang Yili's nose. People with inconvenient legs and feet could not escape, so they could only hide back. At the same time, they brandished a pillow as a weapon, and beat Xun Lang one by one.

All this was a tickle for the 1.9 meters man, Xun Lang didn't even dodge it, and quickly pinched the tip of that straight little nose.

The fingertips were slightly cold, the fingerprints were rough, the moment he started.

Tang Yili screamed in fright: "My nose is made! Take it easy, if you pinch it, you will pay for it."

Xun Lang wanted to laugh, but deliberately asked: "Really? How much did you make it for?"

"Hundreds of millions!"

"It's not worth it. It's not very nicely done."

"fart!"

Tang Yili was really in a hurry this time: the old lady's nose is the full face of Mount Everest, a treasure in the world, and the dog man actually said it is not very good-looking? !
She couldn't get angry, and couldn't move, so she just grinned and said, "Let go! You have nothing in your hand! You really crushed it!"

Xun Lang let go.

Tang Yili immediately covered her mouth and nose with both hands, and groaned: "It really hurts."

Xun Lang really didn't use his strength, it was because his self-esteem had just been embarrassed, so he got started, "Let me see."

"No."

"I don't want to see how to compensate you for your nose augmentation." Xun Lang was very serious.

Tang Yili only thought he was joking, but she still lowered her hand, revealing her beautiful and straight nose.

Standing on the ground, Xun Lang bent over to check, his gaze was directed at her without any compromise.

(End of this chapter)