I'm Dressed as a Non-Human Again [Quick Wear]

181: Lao Gong is a Disabled Shark (2)

After Jiang Tang finished speaking, the entire bridal chamber fell into a dead silence.

Gong Ying was shocked by his newlywed wife's words, and it took him a long time to recover. His eyes were slightly cold, thinking that the other party was playing a trick on him.

--Not a woman? Can he still be a man?

"You don't have to use such an outrageous reason." Gong Ying's expression was naturally not good-looking, "I know you were sent by those people to monitor me. Whether you believe it or not, I won't live long until I die. You will be free."

"Yes, you are almost dead. What are you afraid of? You don't even dare to lift my hijab?" The "woman" in a red wedding dress tilted her head, looking a little coquettish, "Lift me Is the hijab scarier than death? What if you like me?"

Gong Ying: "..."

He had never met such a shameless person in his life. When faced with these words, he didn't know how to react.

He took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "You don't have to say anything, I won't-"

"Are you really not going to lift it?" Jiang Tang interrupted him, suddenly reaching out and grabbing Gong Ying's wrist, "You have to think carefully, if you miss this time, there will never be another time."

Gong Ying was about to say, "If you miss it, just miss it," but suddenly felt that the hands holding his wrists suddenly tightened their grip.

He lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at the slender white hands. The candlelight on the side fell on them. The dim and flickering light made the skin of that hand and the inch of wrist exposed outside the cuffs even more delicate and soft.

For some reason, Gong Ying found himself suddenly speechless. The mouth that used to be so poisonous that it rendered people speechless seemed to be malfunctioning now, unable to even utter the word "no".

Gong Ying's wrist was held upwards, and his fingertips soon touched the soft red cloth.

From under the fabric came a soft urging from the "girl": "Hurry up, don't waste time."

Gong Ying curled his fingertips.

--Just lift the hijab.

He calmed down, flipped his wrists to break free from the restraints of the person in front of him, clamped the red hijab between his fingers and pulled it down hard.

With a sound of "Shua", the red hijab floated down from the top of the "girl's" head and slowly landed on the ground.

Gong Ying took a breath.

The face under the red hijab was small and delicate, with brightly colored rouged lips slightly raised. The almond-shaped eyes looking at him were extremely bright, and another face that was shocked and slightly dull was clearly reflected in it.

--Gong Ying never thought that his newlywed wife would be so beautiful. She was the most beautiful person he had ever seen in his life.

The heart in his chest was no longer under his control. Gong Ying forced himself to look away, trying to cover up the fluctuations in his heart. However, his fingers tightened on the armrest of the wheelchair at some point, so hard that his knuckles turned slightly white.

Jiang Tang looked at his lover with a smile, his head shook twice, and the hair accessories on his head made a crisp sound.

"How's it going?" he asked softly, "Are you satisfied with what you saw?"

Gong Ying's Adam's apple rolled up and down greatly. After a while, he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I will apply for divorce tomorrow...forget it, just write me a divorce letter."