Being His Little Fox

He came from the cold and dark night, covered in dejected blood, and collided with her, tenderness is her nature carved into his bones.

So, he will take her gentle charm, out of the dawn.

--Inscription

The sun broke through the clouds, through the gaps in the curtains, bustling into the house, falling on the white bed in the center.

Perhaps the light was dazzling, and the slender figure squirmed.

After rubbing the cloth for a while, a plain white hand lifted a corner of the quilt and slowly sat up.

The quilt slipped to the waist.

The black hair is a bit messy, covering a face, not real, and the skin is white and delicate.

She raised her head, her dark hair slid down her shoulders, her eyes were faint with mist, her eyebrows were languid and lazy when she woke up, and her beautiful fox eyes felt a little flattering.

When the quilt was lifted, Xu was the quilt grazed his arm vigorously, and a tingling pain suddenly came from his arm.

"Hiss——" Song Yi frowned and looked at his arm.

There was a scratch that was not shallow or deep, and the dry blood was still attached to the arm, winding, flatly destroying the delicate arm, and it looked extremely abrupt.

She sank her eyebrows, and her discomfort came to the cusp of her heart.

When did it hurt?

Yesterday, after talking about cooperation, I went to celebrate her brother's birthday. I guess he was hurt at the birthday party.

She thought for a while, looked down holding her mobile phone and sent a message to assistant Li Wen: Who brought me back yesterday?

Li Wen: I sent it.

Song Yi: How did my hand hurt?

She had just sent the message, and Li Wen's call came in the next second, and as soon as she answered, he heard his nervous voice: "You are injured?! What's the matter?! I will call a private doctor over immediately! "

Song Yi: "..."

I **** think you should see a private doctor.

There is a pit in my brain, when the problem of bluffing can be corrected.

The corner of her mouth twitched: "No need, wait until I get to the company."

......

After half an hour.

After finishing washing, Song Yi changed into a small skirt with suspenders, the length of the skirt only reached above the knees, showing slender legs.

The waist-in design outlines the figure beautiful and charming, the ultimate pure white, she wears an extremely bright and charming, a small goose egg face is smooth and flexible, and the unique femininity of a woman is vividly reflected on her body.

She smiled slightly at the mirror, soft and bright, the woman's charming and tenderness, her combination was unobtrusive, especially that pair of ecstatic fox eyes had very aggressive gazes, arrogant and proud as her.

Stepping on high heels, holding the car key in his hand, walked downstairs.

The gait is light, the swaying posture is alive and beautiful.

Walking out, the summer sun doesn't seem to be as bright as her.

Sitting on the red supercar, wearing sunglasses, the cold and glamorous aura inexplicably spread from the inside out.

Under the scorching sun, the car flew away like an arrow.

The music from the car stereo is slowly faint, and the woman driving is looking ahead, as if she is serious.

"We tried to collide with the world with all our strength, that was the original appearance..."

"Remember... bang--"

There was a sudden loud noise, and the sound of music stopped abruptly.

Song Yi leaned forward and flung her slightly longer earrings on her face. She was thin and tender, and red marks appeared in an instant.

It hurt so much that she touched her face and cracked her mouth.

If it weren't for wearing a seat belt, she would have to hit the windshield all over—

Looking at the black car taillights on the right front, the tip of her tongue touched her cheek slightly, her Qingyan face unhappy.

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