Koi Abandoned Wife: Good Luck, Today and Leaving

After watching A Niu go away, Shen Yingxia moved towards Tan Lang step by step. He won't be angry, right?

"Come here quickly! How long do we have to watch?" Tan Lang's voice revealed obvious displeasure.

"Hey, come here!" Shen Yingxia lifted the corner of her skirt in a useless manner and quickened her pace.

At this moment, in her heart, she despised herself:

Be tougher! What scene have you never seen? On the battlefield, you can kill a monster with one sword! He just looks better and loves you more...

Tanlang has a long body, and his dark green gown is embroidered with dark bamboo patterns, which is fluttering in the wind. Because he was ill, he did not tie his hair up, only tied it low with a ribbon. The ribbon is long and tangled in the hair.

His face was still a little pale, perhaps because of anger, and the ends of his eyes were slightly red. The whole person looked a little fragile.

When she was ten steps away, Shen Yingxia felt that she was really useless like this, so she deliberately slowed down her steps and moved closer to him bit by bit.

The moonlit jacket and pale pink skirt were embroidered with a few magnolia flowers, which added a certain charm to her.

Her long skirt trailed to the floor as she slowly walked toward him step by step. The light formed a huge ring behind her, and she seemed to have regained her identity as a goddess.

It's just that before, when she wasn't on the battlefield, her favorite color was red, which was full and flamboyant. Now that she has lost her magical power, wearing this pretty pink dress is quite annoying.

Tan Lang looked at Shen Yingxia who was so beautiful, and then remembered A Niu's shyness when he hugged her just now, and felt even more depressed.

Shen Yingxia still took a step and hesitated for a while. The more Tan Lang thought about it, the more annoyed he became. Finally, he gritted his teeth bitterly and walked forward, pulling up Shen Yingxia's wrist:

"I really...owe you!"

Shen Yingxia's strength was no match for Tan Lang, even though he was still weak. He was dragged back to Zhuangzi like this. Fortunately, she didn't meet anyone on the way, otherwise she would have been too embarrassed to go out!

Tan Lang kicked open the door, and the wind blew up the gauze curtains in the room, and a mellow woody fragrance hit his face. There were soft cushions everywhere in the room, and an exquisite incense burner was placed in the center. That’s where the fragrance comes from.

After Tanlang's own people arrived, they redecorated it according to his favorite extravagant style.

These days, Shen Yingxia was busy with the textile workshop and never came in once. Now that I see it, I can’t help but sigh: Well, he does like it...

Tan Lang threw him down on the Arhat couch, which was padded with thick silk cushions. He sat aside again, not knowing what he was angry about.

Shen Yingxia stood up and wanted to sit down, but Tan Lang turned around and pinned her down.

"It hurts..." The arm stabbed by the homeless man seemed to be torn again due to pulling.

Only then did Tan Lang's eyes clear up. Looking at the redness on her arms, he became anxious again: "Who hurt you?"

"It's just a homeless man. Linglan gave me a simple treatment yesterday." Shen Yingxia said in a relaxed tone. She really felt like the injury was nothing.

Tan Lang felt a little resentful: "I protect you so carefully, but I didn't even see you for a day, and then you got hurt?"

Shen Yingxia stared at the red color at the end of Tan Lang's eyes and was fascinated. She murmured for a while, but in the end she couldn't say anything.

Tan Lang seemed to be even more angry. After glancing at her, he turned around and left!

Shen Yingxia was stunned, and then she felt a little flustered: Oh, how should a man coax him? Is it okay to drink wine and eat meat with him?