Being His Little Fox

Song Yi glanced at Tang Si, in a daze, she felt that the smile on her face was fake.

His peachy eyes were slightly bent, and when he was smiling, he had the power of intoxicating heart and soul. It could also be her illusion, Song Yi thought.

She snorted and said directly, "Do you have any advantage for me? A shameless old man."

Hearing this, Tang Si snorted, turned the steering wheel, and turned off the viaduct from the intersection: "No."

"Where are you driving? My house is not here." Song Yi found that Tang Si had driven the car off the viaduct, but her apartment was once the viaduct passed.

"Yeah," Tang Si looked ahead, still indifferently, "I used to buy a pack of cigarettes in the store over there."

This made Song Yi's lips ridiculed and said coldly, "You can't kill you."

Tobacco addiction is so heavy.

He was still hitting the steering wheel with one hand, his eyes were looking forward, his eyes were deep and cold, but his tone was still calm: "Exhausted to death."

His indifferent answer made Song Yi startled slightly.

A sentence is very light, but it seems like a thousand gold heavy, dead, he seems to be very sensible to know what he should and should not do, and he knows exactly what he is doing.

A man like Tang Si should be self-disciplined. What's more, he is sitting in his current position. If the captain of the criminal police brigade has no self-control ability, how can he be in this position?

Song Yi suddenly wanted to explore this seemingly light but actually very cold man.

"Then why not quit smoking?" she asked.

"You are a suspect." He said nonchalantly.

This made Song Yi a little confused: "???"

Immediately afterwards: "It's not my mother, my mother is not as broad as you.

No one can be more generous than Tang Si's mother, because her mother never cares about him, never, life or death.

Her lips moved, ready to speak.

"Crack—"

The car suddenly turned sharply, and Song Yi leaned towards the driving position.

Tang Si turned the steering wheel with his left hand. In order to prevent Song Yi from hitting him and causing the car to lose control, he lifted his right hand and leaned back slightly. Leaving a space, Song Yi directly landed on his lap.

These legs were tough and powerful, that is, at this moment, before she had time to swear, her hand touched his place.

She knew what it was, her whole heart trembled, and some words stuck in her throat.

She also obviously felt Tang Si's body stiffen, and Song Yi didn't dare to move in an instant.

She could also feel the car racing, and the atmosphere might be cold and solemn.

"Is someone chasing us, or following us?" Song Yi was very clever, making a precise guess.

Seeing Tang Si not speaking, she calmly said: "I remember there were three turns ahead. You can turn into the small alley at the second intersection, so you can avoid them. The small alley may be five centimeters larger than your body. "

"You must drive in, or you will be seen by them and blocked, and we won't be able to escape."

She calmly gave Tang Si an idea and a route.

But Tang Si looked ahead, his apple slipped and his voice was dumb: "Don't touch it, get up."

Song Yi blushed, realizing that he hadn't taken his hand away.

"..." Touch Nima, how rare is she?

She supported his leg with her hand to get up. At the moment, the tire of the car crushed a stone and the body shook, and Song Yi planted on the spot again.

"……"by!

"His—" He whispered softly.

Song Yi's brain was buzzing, and he couldn't wait to burrow in, which was too embarrassing.

"There is a certain degree of advantage. Then I just watched it, but I saw it accidentally and didn't touch you."

"It's true again..."

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