Deliberately attack

Chapter 452 Extra Story [-]: Drama
When it was time for Shao Ang to go to bed, Tang Yili came out of the Rongjing Mansion, and the driver was already waiting downstairs.

She returned to her home by car, and as soon as she entered the door, the display in the house was still the same as before.

Probably because there was a feeling of a lifetime away, Tang Yili put on her slippers and walked around the room silently.

In her memory, she seemed to be in a cold war with Xun Lang after she moved here, and kept fighting until she gave birth to her son, and then she left.

This house seems to have carried a lot of unhappiness. She used to be very afraid of going back here, but today, during the short time waiting for Xun Lang, Tang Yili actually found the taste of home.

The fire-free aroma diffused in the air is her favorite citrus fragrance, the beige sofa is also the Italian custom series she chose at the beginning, and the egret lamp in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, she chose it for the sake of the forest. Such a weird look.

Everywhere in the room is a masterpiece that she has put her heart into. Tang Yili wondered why she didn't find it interesting before.

She squatted at the foot of the floor lamp, fiddled with it a few times with great interest, the cobalt yellow lamp flickered twice, then suddenly went out, Tang Yili was taken aback, not knowing what she had touched, and tried to fix it.

At this time, there was the sound of the elevator arriving behind him.

Xun Lang is back.

When he just got off the plane and dragged his suitcase into the entrance, he felt like he was in the dust.

He had already received Tang Yili's message, and he was not surprised that there was someone in the room, but he saw Tang Yili squatting in front of the window, and came over curiously.

"What are you doing?" Xun Lang asked amusedly.

At that time, Tang Yili was still wearing outer clothes and her makeup had not been removed, so it seemed that she had just entered the door not long ago.

As soon as he entered the door, he was fiddling with a lamp there, Xun Lang couldn't help but stepped forward to take another look.

Tang Yili was a little annoyed, "It seems to be broken."

"As soon as I came back, the lamp was broken, and I don't know if it didn't welcome me."

"Who dares not welcome Mrs. Xun, just throw it out."

Xun Lang smiled and carried him into his arms, feeling that Tang Yili was already in his arms, and he also had a solid sense of returning home.

Even if it's a joke, even if it's a slapstick.

This is what he has been longing for for the past two or three years.

Tang Yili was hugged so tightly that it was difficult for her to breathe. In the end, she couldn't breathe, broke free, and frowned: "I'm serious, I haven't been here for the past two years, you didn't bring me The other women have come back."

Xun Lang paused, and then he was a little dumbfounded. "What's going on in your head."

"I miss you." Tang Yili acted as if it should be taken for granted, "Don't you want me to miss you?"

"But I didn't ask you to think about me." Xun Lang let go of the ceremony, and took off his windbreaker jacket, revealing the white shirt and tie underneath.

Tang Yili looked at the fabric that was bulging with muscles, resisted the urge to swallow her saliva, maintained her rationality, and continued her soul-style torture.

"Have you ever brought a woman back?"

Xun Lang took off his tie, threw it aside casually, lowered his head, seemed to be in deep thought, then shook his head and said, "I forgot."

"Probably not," he said.

Tang Yili was quite annoyed by this casual attitude.

Seeing Xun Lang walking towards the bathroom, she followed, "Please explain clearly to me..."

Xun Lang walked forward, Tang Yili followed suit, and when he entered the bathroom, he still had no intention of answering directly, Tang Yili was impatient, and simply blocked the bathroom door with his body.

But before she opened her mouth to ask, a smile flashed across Xun Lang's face, and then he quickly hooked Tang Yili into the bathroom, closed the door, and locked it, all in one go.

Tang Yili's reaction was a bit slow. By the time she realized that she was too stupid to throw herself into the trap, it was of no avail.

The water in the shower fell down, and more than half of Tang Yili's clothes were wet.

She stroked her forehead hair, exposed her eyes, and patted Xun Lang on the shoulder, "You are so treacherous! Xun Lang! How did you become like this after all these years of shopping malls?"

"Xun Lang..."

Letting Tang Yili scold furiously, it still didn't work.

Tang Yili had never been the kind of person who fell into a trap and would admit it. Seeing that he was already in this situation, he simply made a fuss, hugged Xun Lang's shoulders, and blew into his ear.

"Take it easy, Mr. Xun, your wife may come back at any time, don't be so impulsive, okay?"

Xun Lang's breath stagnated, and sparks almost burst out from his eyes.

"Then who are you?" he asked.

Tang Yili: "Me?" She looked heartbroken, "I'm your new secretary, Xiao Tangtang!"

"Mr. Xun, you don't even forget my name, do you?"

Xun Lang took a deep breath, and then pushed him heavily against the wall, "My new secretary?"

"Okay." He gritted his teeth, "You take good care of me, maybe I can remember your name next time."

Xun Lang threw himself into it, raised Tang Yili's hand high, and operated it downward with one hand. When the stockings met water, they seemed to fuse with the skin, and it was extremely difficult to take them off. , but as Tang Yili smiled and struggled, his work progress has not been smooth.

In the end, he got angry and tore it open.

Sisi Lala's voice, mixed with the sound of water, made it difficult to speak, and even tinged with shame, shame.

The stockings were completely destroyed, leaving only dark stitches at the seams, which were still hanging on Tang Yili's thigh.

She was choked by the water on her back, but she couldn't care much, hanging on Xun Lang's back with her limbs, screaming at Xun Lang, whether you are good or bad, others will die.

"I think you're fine." Xun Lang said vaguely, a little confused by Tang Yili's drama.

With the water vapor, the frosted glass became more and more blurred, and gradually nothing could be seen.

Twenty minutes later, Xun Lang came out of the bathroom with his little secretary in his arms. Both of them were wrapped in big towels. Tang Yili's face was blushing, and his hands were weakly grasping Xun Lang's shoulders.

When she raised her head slightly, she could see Xun Lang's lower jaw in an arc. His side face was sharp and angular, and the sharp and elegant jaw line was extremely aggressive.

Such a man should be quite attractive.

Tang Yili confirmed this idea again, so she stretched out her hand and stroked his temples.

"Mr. Xun, do you think I'm serving you well?"

Haven't had enough drama addiction?

Xun Lang glanced at Tang Yili, and put him on the bed, "It's okay."

Tang Yili looked aggrieved, rolled over, and got into the black-gray mattress, only revealing a pair of watery eyes, blinking and blinking.

"How is that better than your wife?" She insisted on challenging the man's nerves.

At that time, Xun Lang was wiping his hair with another towel. Hearing this, he frowned sideways and threw the towel aside.

"My wife is indeed not as good as you in one thing."

Tang Yili regained his energy immediately and asked, "Which point?"

Xun Lang pounced on him and directly pushed him down, "You're more likely to provoke me than her."

(End of this chapter)