Deliberately attack

Chapter 62 Using Mineral Water Bottles to Make Gestures
Tang Yili told himself that sitting on Xun Lang's lap was really forced by the situation, that he couldn't get a taxi, and that he really had no evil intentions.

Really.

She stepped on the pedal and raised her foot to step in. Xun Lang moved her leg, but the situation was still not optimistic. The wide rear space was full of legs, and there was no room for her to step down.

Tang Yili gritted her teeth, chose to turn a blind eye, and stretched her foot in, as if she had stepped on Xun Lang's shoe.

Xun Lang raised his eyebrows, as if aware of Tang Yili's embarrassment, he stretched out his arms and hugged Tang Yili by the waist, and Tang Yili had no choice but to take advantage of the trend and wrap his legs around Xun Lang's knee.

Knee to knee, leg to leg.

The clear and masculine breath drew closer, and Tang Yili's little heart started to speed up thumping.

The door of the car will be closed, and Shen Lang drives on the road smoothly.

Tang Yili sat on Xun Lang's lap, every minute and every second seemed to be stretched to the extreme. In the darkness, all senses were mobilized.

Even through the coat and nightdress, Tang Yili could still clearly feel that Xun Lang's thighs were not so hard. The bulging muscles carried heat, and through the layers of fabric, they carried her with a sense of strength. Insignificant weight.

Xun Lang kept a gentleman's hand all the time, just supporting her waist without exerting any strength. However, as time went by, the uncontrolled part of Xun Lang obviously didn't want to be a gentleman anymore.

The raised, high-spirited, ferocious gun was loaded and loaded, and hit Tang Yili's nerves at once.

Tang Yili didn't dare to look into Xun Lang's eyes, but just lowered his head, and he seemed to hear a sigh in his ear, a little restrained and a little helpless.

In the car, there were four other men, the ones in the front row were chatting and joking, and the ones in the back row were dozing off, completely unaware of the ambiguity growing in their corner.

Tang Yili wrapped her coat tightly, even shrinking her neck, for fear of revealing a little skin and causing a beast to come out from a corner and throw her down.

Soon, the car arrived at the first destination - Rongjing Mansion.

Shen Lang looked at Tang Yili from the rearview mirror, "Tonight, I'll drive the car away first, and bring it back to you tomorrow morning."

Fortunately, the light in the car was poor, Tang Yili felt his face was going red, and he didn't dare to look at Shen Lang at all.

She scribbled back: "Well, you can figure it out, I'm not in a hurry to use the car."

Tang Yili turned around, wanting to get out of the car, but just after she struggled twice, Xun Lang choked her.

"Don't move around." This man was no better than her, his voice was hoarse.

Tang Yili stopped her movements, and suddenly noticed that the monster around her legs seemed to be completely awake, and even the shape of her head could be outlined by her skin.

Tang Yili took a deep breath and was too frightened to move.

But Shen Lang in front was still waiting for her to get off the car. He obviously dawdled for too long, and it was easy to be suspicious. Tang Yili was impatient, so he had to raise his eyes, and carefully met Xun Lang's gaze. It became pure black, stained with lust.

"I have to get out of the car," she said.

Xun Lang stared at her for a long time before saying, "I'll carry you down."

Pushing open the car door, Xun Lang raised both hands, Tang Yili felt that his feet were empty, and he landed directly on the ground.

Xun Lang didn't get out of the car, but turned sideways, Tang Yili still saw his embarrassment.

She cleared her throat, "Well, drive slowly. I'm going up."

Xun Lang: "Yes."

Shen Lang: "Close the car door, let's go!"

The car was on the road again. Xun Lang lowered his head and found that there was a ball of paper under his feet. He bent over to pick it up, unfolded it, and looked at it. It was the form he had just written at the police station.

The handwriting is beautiful, it should have been dropped by Tang Yili just now, Xun Lang didn't worry about it, thinking it was ordinary garbage, just about to rub it and get out of the car to throw it away, but his eyes fell on the last signature——

Yu Ri?

……

Tang Yili walked home, feeling like her heart was about to jump out.

Tang Yili has always regarded herself as an artist, and usually sees some avant-garde things, especially after that, her avant-garde has no lower limit.

Tang Yili is definitely a theoretical scholar when it comes to matters between men and women.

However, even though he was well-informed, Tang Yili still couldn't believe Xun Lang's personal situation.

After washing and lying on the bed, she couldn't help gesticulating with her legs, letting her legs remember the size.

"So big?"

"Hiss, it doesn't seem right."

After repeated comparisons for a while, she felt that it was almost meaningless. She turned her head and saw the mineral water bottle on the bedside table, and was taken aback.

Then she blushed, like a thief, took it over, put it on the skin around her leg, closed her eyes, and recalled the touch and diameter just now.

After a long time, Tang Yili sighed: "Oh, I didn't expect him to be an animal."

Turning his head, Tang Yili began to feel sad again, he threw the water bottle, and with a duang sound, he hit the door panel like a drumbeat, leading to a good love song, with a sloppy accent.

Tang Yili began to sing violently——

"He doesn't love me, he doesn't take it seriously when he speaks, and he pays too much attention when he's silent."

"...I have seen through his heart, and the backs of other people staying, his memories are not clean enough"

……

Although there was a lot of trouble last night, when Tang Yili returned home, he struggled for a long time before going to sleep. He didn't know why, but he couldn't sleep anyway. It was almost dawn, and the sleepiness finally came.

But at ten o'clock in the morning, Tang Yili didn't go to sleep again.

She gets up, washes up, and drives out.

Yesterday, I made an appointment with the owner of the second-hand store, and she sent the bags and shoes to be sold to the store.

The store is located on Financial Street, the area is small, but the decoration is very retro. There are not many customers in the morning, and the boss is very enthusiastic, and he came out with a smile to greet Tang.

"Miss Tang, welcome!"

Regardless of whether Tang Yili came to buy or sell, he was a very high-quality customer.

She put the goods on the table, and the boss's eyes lit up, and he picked up one of the messenger bags.

"Didn't you buy this from me?" Because it was scarce, it cost a lot of money at that time.

Tang Yili: "It's not easy to match the clothes, it's sold to make room for it."

The boss smiled and looked at the others one by one.

"I can give you the number."

The boss handed over the calculator, and Tang Yili frowned, "It's really kind of you to give me this number, even though you can grab it."

The boss laughed and called baby, "That's what selling second-hand is like. If you think the price is unreasonable, you can also put it on consignment with me. I will sell you one piece for the price of one piece."

That way the price won't be too much, but time is another issue.

This is what people do when they open a shop.

Tang Yili's face is tender, how can she bargain, but the reality of lack of money, she has no choice but to let go.

The boss is also a cheerful person, so he turned around and sent the money to Tang Yili's WeChat, and when he sent her out, he said those enthusiastic words again.

"Welcome again!" Come again to send money.

Tang Yili got into the car and checked the balance in the phone first. It was only tens of thousands of yuan, which was still a long way from buying a car in a 4S shop.

(End of this chapter)