After taking a shower, Lin Xiaoxiao didn’t find a bath towel, let alone a bath towel. There were no towels in the whole bathroom.
Maybe it’s because Yan Lang hasn’t been at home, and there is no towel at home.
Lin Xiaoxiao thinks that she turned a circle in a small sanitary room and found several rolls of toilet paper in the washstand. She can’t dry herself with toilet paper. Lin Xiaoxiao shook his head and put the toilet paper back. When the time comes, Yan Lang will send her a change of laundry and let him bring a bath towel.
Lin Xiaoxiao didn’t wait long before she heard a knock at the door. "Yan Lang, can you bring me a bath towel? There is no one here." She asked and walked to the door with a sigh of relief.
Soon after the door came Yan Langyin, "I brought a bath towel and you hit the door." The calm voice always made people feel particularly at ease. Lin Xiaoxiao didn’t think much, so he hit the door a gap, but the thrust outside the door quickly made the door hit and let people in.
At the door, Lin Xiaoxiao felt that she was about to be squashed, and the door was quickly illuminated by lights. Before two seconds, she was blocked and looked at the man standing in front of her. Lin Xiaoxiao was inexplicably nervous.
"Why did you come in?" Lin Xiaoxiao took a step back. The cold touch of ceramic tiles made Lin Xiaoxiao want to scream.
She hasn’t dressed yet.
Snow-white skin suddenly seemed to burn. Lin Xiaoxiao blocked her chest but couldn’t cover her face. For a second, she was held by a man in her arms. The soft cloth didn’t make Lin Xiaoxiao feel safe, but let her feel his radian without any obstacles.
This man
"Rogue, don’t make me do it."
Lin Xiaoxiao pushed him in embarrassment, but Yan Lang did not move. Obviously, her strength did not cause any trouble to the man, but aroused his interest.
"You’re not dressed."
Yan Lang woke up kindly.
My arms were quiet for two seconds, and I pushed and hugged Yan Lang tightly and refused to let go.
"Then you turn around." Lin Xiaoxiao buried her face in his chest and kept urging because the changes in his body were so obvious that Lin Xiaoxiao was stuck for a while and she didn’t dare to move, which made Yan Lang play a trick on her mind. The rough hand touched her smooth skin unceremoniously, and the wonderful touch was really fascinating.
"Yan Lang"
Because of his actions, Lin Xiaoxiao’s breathing became more and more unstable, and her subtle reactions even stimulated Yan Lang.
"Damn it," Yan Lang never thought that he had so little self-control, but in front of him was a man who was going to be his wife. Even if he wanted to do something, he took it for granted that Yan Lang decided not to be patient.
Such as an iron arm suddenly tightened, and the sense of danger stimulated Lin Xiaoxiao to want to escape, but it was too late now.
How can a naked rabbit escape from the wolf?
When it was all over, Lin Xiaoxiao was so tired that her fingertips didn’t want to move. Finally, Yan Lang wrapped her in a bath towel and carried her back to her room. She was eaten and eaten. Lin Xiaoxiao had been kept motionless by Yan Lang like a bad doll.
Actually, I can’t move if I really want to.
Lin Xiaoxiao hated herself for the first time. In a daze, she was already thinking about re-fitness.
When Yan Lang tidied up properly, she found that the tired little woman was asleep and her fingers were curled up, looking so fragile that people wanted to rub her. She felt that she had just calmed down somewhere because of this idea, and there was a rising trend. Yan Lang took a deep breath and pressed her agitation to the bed and kissed Lin Xiaoxiao on the cheek.
"Good night, my baby"
After covering Lin Xiaoxiao with a quilt, Yan Lang went upstairs. It was already late at night, but the room light was still on. He pushed the door and went in, and saw his father looking at the report desk with reading glasses. The light made the figure elongated, as if it made people taller.
"Dad"
Yan Weihua looked up and saw that he picked reading glasses and pointed to the seat at the table to "sit"
Yan lang sat down, but his father looked down at the file and didn’t speak. He didn’t worry, so he sat still and waited for a long time. Yan Weihua closed the file and handed it to her.
"This was sent by your grandfather two days ago."
Yan Lang took it and looked through a few pages, then put a calm face. "Dad, I have decided to retire. These things should not be shown to me again."
Yan Lang respectfully handed the file in the past, but Yan Weihua didn’t answer it. She looked at her son:
Chapter 13 The wolf u27 ate u27 again
Yan Weihua felt gratified but a little sad. At that time, his emotions were mixed: "I know that you like being a soldier, and you are also a born soldier, but you can’t wear military uniforms anymore. Are you really willing?"
Yan Lang is very calm. "A person who can’t do intensive training is no longer suitable for being a soldier."
"You can be an instructor if you can’t be a soldier. You can be an instructor and do a lot of things." Yan Weihua wants to keep Yan Lang.
"But is that still a soldier?" Yan Lang smiled so tightly that his body suddenly relaxed, and his eyebrows and eyes were dyed with smiles. "A soldier is a blade. It can’t be where it is most needed. It’s meaningless. Dad, I’m fine now. Don’t think so much about white hair. Be careful that my mother dislikes you."
"Son of a bitch, if your grandfather hadn’t asked me to persuade you, I wouldn’t have to worry about not sleeping in the middle of the night."
"You’d better go to sleep quickly. Once my mother hears it, I’ll make trouble with you again." Yan Lang smiled more pregnant. Yan Weihua looked at her son very much like her eyebrow eye, and suddenly found that there was no haze in her smile.
Yan Weihua once again confirmed that "you really decided not to return to the army."
Yan Lang said seriously, "Dad’s troops don’t need to be disabled."
Yan Lang smiled and shook his head and let it go. He felt that there was nothing wrong with retiring from the army. The meaningful thing he could do was to change his way.
Looking at bobbing, Yan Weihua couldn’t help cursing "smelly little", but his heart really relaxed a lot.
"Okay, Dad, it’s late. If you don’t sleep, my mom will really come to call you."
Yan Lang got up to help his father put the papers in order. "I’ll give you a hot glass of milk. Have a good sleep and keep fit."
Say that finish Yan Lang and went out.
Yan Weihua looked at the son and sat for a while, then got up and stiffened his waist, which made him frown, but he soon stretched again. It was really old, but fortunately, his son was sensible and comforted. His wife never liked her son in the army. Now it’s just like this.
Although Lin Xiaoxiao got up early, he was so tired last night that it was almost nine o’clock when he got up. When he woke up, he was half lying on Yan Lang’s body and Yan Lang was holding her in one hand and watching Lin Xiaoxiao move in the other. Yan Lang looked down.
"Morning" Yan Lang smiles brilliantly and his hair is a little messy, which makes him look younger and more casual. He is even more handsome and makes people want to scream, and even people who are indifferent will be attracted by such a smile.