Being His Little Fox

The little girl rushed over with purpose.

Tang Si judged what was going on in almost a second.

The glass of water Gu Nanjiu gave Song Nuan was a problem.

He quickly avoided, grabbing Song Nuan's arm with one hand, keeping a distance from her.

Seeing that Song Nuan couldn't rush over, she simply sat down on the ground. The whole person looked confused. It was impossible for Tang Si to let her sit on the ground like this.

The weather is getting colder, so sitting on the ground is the easiest to catch a cold.

Simply, Tang Si put the car key in his pocket and bent over to pull her. The little girl is also very light. Like her sister, she is very thin, and she can pull it up with just a slight pull.

But just like that, the little girl staggered into his arms again.

Tang Si took a deep breath, peachy eyes were very clear, staring at her: "Song Nuan, if you hit me again, I will burn all your homework."

"..." Song Nuan reacted for a second or two.

"Brother-in-law, I feel that I am a little hot, and I don't have the strength...you, you can rely on me." Song Nuan's eyes half-squinted, it is obvious that he is not conscious.

at the same time.

Song Yi felt very tired.

I ran out of the closed room that was full of gray, and ran to the sewer, all the way, very tired.

So after Tang Si and Song Nuan went downstairs, she closed her eyes slightly and slumped lazily on the sofa, trying to sleep or not, losing consciousness, and she was about to fall asleep.

"Ding--" At this time, a clear message made Song Yi open his eyes soberly again.

Even if you are sleeping, you have to go back to your room to sleep. If you sleep on the sofa, you will catch a cold.

Song Yi rubbed his eyebrows slightly, got up and took a look at the phone.

It is a text message with an unfamiliar number, unlock it and open it

——"Song Yi, don't you go and see what your boyfriend and sister are doing?"

Seeing this news, Song Yi frowned tightly.

Doubts arose in my heart, what can they do?

With such doubts, Song Yi typed, ready to ask who the other party was.

Just then another text message came in.

——"You go up to the balcony to take a look, and you happen to see where the two of them are."

Song Yi got up with the phone and went to the balcony barefoot.

Looking down from here, you can clearly see that Tang Si and Song Nuan are pulling and pulling, their behavior is very close.

"Ding--" Another text message.

——"Wonderful? Will there be pure love in this world? Will there be people who will never betray each other?"

Song Yi lowered his eyes and sent a message: "Who are you?"

——"It doesn't matter who I am. What is important is that you two important people together betrayed you."

Song Yi looked at the news, sneered, and typed in reply: "Are you sick? If you eat too much food, you can't digest it, so go run more, or you eat less, if I do something wrong, Please use the law to sanction me. Why did God send you such a thing to answer me?"

While typing, the alarm bell in Song Yi's heart rang.

Around here, someone is staring at their every move, how else would you know that you can just see Tang Si and Song Nuan in this position?

And this is like a premeditated arrangement.

When a woman sees that she and her boyfriend are close to other women, most of the first reaction is to be jealous and then ask her boyfriend to question.

But Song Yi had seen strong winds and waves anyway, these things were not enough to make her doubt the problem between Song Nuan and Tang Si, but Song Yi felt that the person who had been staring at him had never stopped.

This feeling makes people shudder.

In a certain car.

The man is wearing a suit and his hair is brushed meticulously, but he is lying in the back seat very irregular, with his long legs raised high.

There is a bit of seriousness in the seriousness.

Seeing Song Yi's reply, he chuckled lightly.

In front, a man in sportswear was sitting with his hands on the steering wheel. He heard the man behind him smile and asked, "What? What did Song Yi return to you?"

The man said: "She said that I have too much food and nothing to do."

"Puff...hahahaha." The man in front laughed directly: "I said your trick is too low-level, just like the **** mentally retarded, you still don't believe it."

The man smiled and looked back at the man sitting in the back seat.

Seeing him lying in such a dead state, he frowned and "tsk", "I said, did you look like an expensive son anyway?"

"Can you not just lie down all day long in a posture that owes you to ri?"

"Hiss." The man sitting in the back seat got up and sat with Erlang's legs tilted up: "Uncle, even if I owe you, it's not your turn."

Looking up, those eyes were stained with evil smiles, and there was nobleness, grace and calmness all over his body.

"However, I am better than your name with color." He said while staring at the phone.

The person in front looked at him grumpyly: "Why is Lao Tzu's name colored?"

"Sneez." The man sneered at the corners of his lips and sneered: "Haven't you heard of a four-character idiom?"

The man in front: "???"

"The coming day will be long." He spit out these four words gracefully, and he straightened his hair gently, raised his eyebrows and looked at the man in front of him: "Master wanted to tell you a long time ago, but after all, your master The design is elegant, and it is impossible to say such words that are inconsistent with my personal design."

"...Shen Yunian, Lao Tzu really has your ancestor!"

Shen Yunian smiled, put down the phone in his hand, took out a cigarette from his pocket and smoked, with a cigarette in his mouth, his tone was also vague: "Then for your great ambition, I will ask a few people to take my ancestors Dig it up, who told us to be brothers who were born to death."

He said and thought about it, took the cigarette from the corner of his mouth, put it outside the car window and dusted the soot: "I just don't know if digging the ancestral grave will affect my ancestral grave to emit blue smoke?"

"If it is affected, can I light the blue smoke behind my ancestral grave? If I light the blue smoke, can the gods see it be fooled? Will this affect my future wealth and luck?"

Fang Chang: "..."

Shen Yunian: "Forget it, I think I am rich, powerful and handsome now. There is no need for my ancestral graves to be smoked. You can dig which grave you like. I will take you to see it someday?"

Fang Chang: "..."

He was crazy to care about this with this dead lunatic.

"Don't be disgusting, I will tear your mouth again."

Shen Yunian sighed: "Populers, they deserve to be disliked by women."

He picked up the cigarette and took another sip, then stretched out his hand to brush the soot.

At this time, Song Yi hurriedly went downstairs to Tang Si and Song Nuan. The text message instantly awakened Song Yi from sleep.

There was an SUV downstairs, walking in a hurry, and suddenly a hand with a cigarette stuck out of the SUV window.

Song Yi ran into her head on and brushed her arm.

"His—" She snorted softly from being scalded.

"Yo yo yo." Shen Yunian quickly took the cigarette back: "I'm sorry."

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