Being His Little Fox

Tang Si lowered his eyes, his lips curled up with a faint smile, with endless indulgence and softness, lazy, stubborn, and comprehensive temperament that made his heart beat.

Those four or five, gritted their teeth, this is obviously a naked provocation.

Song Yi really put on the BGM and watched them fight seriously.

Just the hand holding the phone, tightly, still worried that Tang Si would be injured alone.

But when she saw Tang Si easily put them all down, she was relieved.

The BGM changed abruptly, and the deafening suona replaced the burned BGM.

Suona, it can be a happy event or a funeral.

She curled her lips, looked away from the phone screen, looked at the battlefield over there, and shouted loudly: "Brother! Come on, come on! Send them away with a suona and cheer for you!"

"..."

Successfully unlocked the two natures of Song Yizhong.

She is not only a second grader, amused, but also **** off her opponent.

These people were finally taken away by the local police station. All the stalls on that street were ordered to rectify and suspend business.

In the end, Song Yi and Tang Si ate a bowl of small wontons in the store.

Song Yi sighed: "I'm sorry I haven't finished a barbecue. I'm so social today."

Tang Si paused with his chopsticks, and raised his eyes to look at her.

Song Yi continued: "Daijin chain small watch, a small barbecue a day, this is the social person."

"I have big gold chains and small watches in my house. Tsk, it's just a small barbecue a day."

Tang Si: "..."

The more he gets along, the more he realizes that sometimes he really can't take over Song Yi's brain circuit.

The two went back to the hotel together.

Song Yi turned his head: "Are you going to sit in my room?"

Tang Si tilted his head to look at her and smiled, "How to do it?"

Song Yi nodded: "Sit down and chat for a while."

She lifted her toes and gently moved closer to his ears: "I want to shui with you tonight~"

The voice was very small, and his ears were numb with a gust of heat, and his body seemed to flow through, and there was the smell of her in his breath.

Tang Si lifted his lips: "How do you want to shui?"

...

After Song Yi came out of the shower, her hair was wet, like she was in her house that time, wrapped in a bath towel, the difference is that this time there was no haha.

The woman’s eyes were covered with a layer of mist, Tang Si’s eyes became darker.

He asked her to sit down, and he helped her wipe her hair, blow her hair, and her every move was meticulous.

He had an intimate tone, and after drying his hair, he gently touched her cheek, which felt smooth and soft.

"Go to bed first, don't wait for me, don't you still have work to be busy tomorrow? Go to bed early and I will take a bath."

The eyes didn't look at her carefully, and didn't dare to look carefully.

Song Yi blinked and looked at his back in the bathroom, licked his lips again, smiled and went to sleep slowly.

Not long afterwards, a slender hand stretched out from the quilt, holding the bath towel and throwing it lightly.

...

When Tang Si came out, there was no movement there, it was supposed to be sleeping.

He sat down and blew his hair with the hairdryer.

Song Yi listened to the movement outside, his heart beating quickly.

Hearing his footsteps came over here step by step, and then felt the bed collapsed a bit, and he sat on the side of the bed.

Tang Si tilted her head and glanced, she seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Raising his hand to touch her face, he lowered his head and kissed her lips: "Good night."

Until he lay down, before he could hug her over, she came by herself: "I think it's not too late and restless."

She said: "chun.xiao.yi.ke. is worth a thousand dollars, shall we make a little money?"

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