Being His Little Fox

He listened to him in a low and somewhat hoarse voice, leaning on a lazy arc.

Song Yi felt that his earlobes were hot and his entire face was red.

"..."

Well, this person pretended to be pitiful with her in a dark belly.

He really understood what his most lethal attraction to her was.

The corners of his lips seemed to rise slightly, with a faint smile: "You like me so much. Don't want me."

"What should I do, baby."

His sentence after sentence seemed to hold her breath and pinch her heart.

Song Yi leaned against the window slightly, and the cold wind swept in, causing her to dissipate a bit of scorching heat.

The delicate and beautiful eyebrows rubbed the glamour that can soak the whole night.

"What to do? What? You can't live without me?"

"Hmm." His raised apple rolls, and his magnetic voice is slightly muted: "I can't live."

Even those eyes are dull.

Really can't live.

He said a few words gently, calm and without waves, but it exploded in Song Yi's heart.

"I really don't know how to chase people. My brother will be soft with you, and everything will be up to you. My brother will chase you. If you are almost chasing after you, I will let your brother pass through.

The eager and muffled voice was in his ears.

Immediately afterwards, the big hand that had been warm pressed tightly to her back waist, with a gentle force, bringing her into his arms very easily.

There was a clear scent in his breath, and there was still the familiar, faint smell of tobacco, which seemed to be untamable, and with a mature masculinity.

People who are close to each other can hear breathing and heartbeat.

There is also the sound of cold wind coming in from outside the window.

The biting wind penetrated the skin, and the cool Song Yi trembled. The man took the blanket from the car and covered her gently. There was a lot of traffic outside. He just refused to close the window.

"When our little goblin chased his brother, he was so panicked that he didn't know what to do. In turn, he didn't know what to do. It really can't. You teach him, OK?"

"Brother can pay you tuition, whatever happens."

His face is clear and delicate, independent from the world, and his outline is cold and sharp, but his pair of peach eyes adds a human touch of desire and springiness to him.

Such a man will never let people fall.

Song Yi was so fascinated that he was short-circuited.

Brain-filled, his soft, lazy, surrender voice.

Thinking about it, he really shouldn't.

But you can't just behave like a coquettish, right?

Where does she put her face?

Not to let him know that he can do whatever he wants by seduce by beauty and pretend to be pitiful.

Although, although, although this is still, it's pretty fragrant.

but! One must maintain principles.

His lazy black eyes were stained with a smile: "Okay?"

"Well, but...well..."

Before Song Yi finished speaking, the man's warm lips kissed him.

Familiar and domineering, with a strong possessiveness, not gentle at all.

She widened her eyes, did not resist, and let him plunder.

......

When he let go of himself.

His dark eyes were stained with lust, and his eyes scorched on her face.

His voice was lazy and blurred again: "Am I right?"

Low-pitched voice, full of charm: "They said that girls like to be domineering."

Song Yi's breath was choked, and the roots of his ears were red.

"You don't read the script of the domineering president."

Otherwise, she really can't stand it!

Tang Si's thumb gently touched his thin lips, tilted his head, and licked his lips with the tip of his tongue. His black hair covered his eyebrows, and those eyes were deep and charming.

Wild and wild.

He was doing such an obsessive action, and nodded very obediently: "Understood. The domineering president is not polite, but I have to be polite, am I?"

Song Yi thought about it slightly, and indeed, President Ba almost pulled the top three.

Reluctantly nodded: "That's it."

"Yeah." Tang Si lifted his eyelids, his eyebrows lazy and wild.

Like the beauty of the twilight falling, I am afraid that he will be fleeting, and people can't help but lock his face tightly, not wanting to miss a minute.

The gaze fell on her face, smiling and polite.

"Then, can I kiss you?"

"..."

Song Yi felt his temple twitch.

This is how polite he understands? !

Quite irritating to ask.

"No."

"What should I do?" Tang Si stared at her bright red lips: "I haven't kissed him for a long time, I haven't kissed enough."

"What should I do at this time?" His Adam's apple rolled, with strong expectations and thirst for knowledge.

How to do? Song Yi was lost in thought.

How to do? Waiting online, very anxious.

He lightly nodded her forehead, seeming to leave an ambiguous burning fire.

The soft voice came into her ears again: "Huh? What should I do? Teacher Song?"

Song Yi looked at him, his eyelashes were very long and very dark, and he was full of wild desire, and his eyebrows were more delicate and attractive.

"Shut up, shut up." Song Yi pushed away the walking hormone: "The act of keeping an inch is very bad, you have to change it!"

Tang Si straightened his sleeves slowly, and smiled gently, "Okay, step by step will please you?"

"..." Why did she just give in to this young man?

She now deeply understands what it means to lift a rock and hit her in the foot.

"Song Yi." Tang Si called to her, particularly serious.

"Huh?" Song Yi responded softly, "What?"

"I said, to help you find people from your childhood, I can use my relationship to help you find them."

"You want to tell me that he is really important to you?"

Listening to this, Song Yi thought about it carefully.

"I just don't want to be guilty, and it can be said to be important, because there would be no me who I am today without him at that time. I may have died in the hands of those people."

"If he was captured by those people and tortured for me, and didn't die and didn't escape, I should save him, otherwise my conscience is disturbed."

Whether it is death or alive, there must always be a result.

"Yeah." Tang Si put his chin on his big hand and stared at her with good-looking eyebrows. His eyes were scrutinized, suspicious, and even a little uneasy: "Would you really not take the place of your brother?"

"I have no affection for him."

Song Yi quietly looked at the seductive man in front of him, his eyes darkened and deep, and a thought appeared in his heart.

Tang Si, I have given it to you, why are you not confident?

Tang Si closed his eyebrows, Song Yi couldn't see his emotions.

Some anxiety arose in her heart.

When he was about to speak, he raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he rubbed her head with his hands. If the moon was clear, it made people unable to pick up the slightest problem: "Okay, I see."

The deep voice seemed serious, and it was a bit bad.

Song Yixin put it down slightly, it seemed that he was all right.

But he didn't see the man's drooping hand and clenched his fist tightly.

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