Being His Little Fox

"Come home with me to sleep tonight?" He gently dusted his shoulders.

The tone of the question is extremely natural.

"Impossible." Song Yi refused without even thinking about it, clear and decisive.

The man chuckled and leaned towards her suddenly.

Song Yi all backed back.

"Look at the cars coming and going outside." His brows and eyes were stained with a small smile, but what he said was particularly bad: "If you disagree, I will sleep here and you."

The cold wind blew her back, and the cold air penetrated her skin. Song Yi shivered and gritted her teeth. She understood why this person didn't close the window.

It turned out to be waiting for her here.

......

Many times the anger was tumbling, suffocated in the chest up and down, and the white face was cold, but in the end...

Song Yi just compromised.

Go back to Tang Si's house again.

Tang Si took off his jacket, rolled up his sleeves slightly, revealing a small section of his arm, with obvious veins and veins on it, making him sexy.

One of his simple movements is invisible and sultry.

People like Tang Si, it seems that the sky will attract the attention of others. No matter when, every move on his body is beautiful, and every action is just right.

Song Yi stood at the door, walked in slowly, and glanced at his movements casually: "Where do I sleep tonight?"

"Where I slept before, I will sleep tonight." Tang Si looked down, sorting out the tea set on the table, and his eyes fell on Song Yi from time to time.

Observe the changes in her expression.

"If you do this again, I will leave." Anyway, he is no longer in the car, and the man has no handle.

She just left if she wanted to.

When Tang Si finished cleaning up, he straightened up, his eyebrows were stained a little bit wildly, and he said in a melodious tone: "Don’t make an inch, go step by step, and sleep separately tonight, you can sleep together tomorrow night, and you can sleep with you the day after tomorrow can......"

Song Yi couldn't bear it, this guy was really ashamed: "Shut up."

Tang *behave*: "Okay."

......

This night, Song Yi slept in the bedroom of the room. She wore his white shirt after taking a shower.

Lying on the bed quietly, the room is dark and quiet. In such a quiet environment, various senses will always be infinitely magnified.

Taking a deep breath, the quilt smelled of washing powder, not his breath.

She gripped the corner of the quilt tightly with her hands, and bit her lower lip slightly, which proved that Tang Si was after the case ended.

Did not come back to sleep, or just came back, did not sleep in bed.

So, what is he up to?

At the time of doubt, there was some movement rustling outside.

She frowned slightly, lifted the quilt without thinking, and stood up.

He tiptoed to the door and opened a small gap very carefully.

The lights in the aisle were on, but Tang Si was nowhere to be seen.

Over there, the sound of splashing water came from the bathroom, and Song Yi's gaze naturally looked over there.

With the dim light on, the door vaguely outlines the lines of the man's figure, skinny, faint and powerful.

She has seen it, she has seen it truly.

I can't stand the scenes I've seen.

This brain supplement...

Smooth lines, just right muscles, seductive skin, hot body temperature...

Song Yi swallowed his saliva, his heart beating quickly inexplicably, and his face was flushed.

There is more than power.

She almost couldn't get out of bed that day.

She almost died under him that day.

Her breathing became hurried inexplicably, she didn't know where the tension came from, her toes curled up, lying on the door frame of the room, staring at the bathroom over there.

The hand restlessly knocked on the door frame again and again, and I couldn't bear it, and wanted to go in and take advantage of it. What should I do?

A good way to wait online.

Forget it, just watch it here.

Maybe you can still see a beautiful scene of a beautiful man out in the bath.

She stood at the door for a long, long time.

Tang Si did not come out of it for a long time.

Song Yi: "???"

Did this fall into the toilet?

Licking her lips slightly, she suddenly straightened up and opened the door.

When I walked to the bathroom door, my back was straight, and I looked inward: "Ahem."

She knocked on the door, her voice raised several degrees: "Is it done, uncle? I want to use the bathroom."

"..." There was silence inside, without any response.

Tang Si was facing the mirror, surrounded by a bath towel, dripping drops of water on his upper body, and the wounds on his arms and chest were shocking.

He has a cotton swab in his hand and various medicines in front of him, dealing with the wound.

Re-dressing, the fine and dense sweat and water drops on the forehead are mixed together, and the eyes are deep and bottomless, indescribably sexy.

Suddenly hearing the voice of a woman outside, the man's hand speeded up a bit, but there was no response.

This cannot be seen by her.

Song Yi Fox watched the figure moving inside, but didn't know what exactly he was doing.

There is a little flattery in the eyes: "Speak, have you been playing and flying inside for so long?"

Tang Si: "..."

The original slight gasp suddenly became thicker.

Song Yi frowned, but there was no response from inside.

"Tang Si?"

The little woman's voice is nice, soft, and charming, which makes people feel soft.

Tang Si took the medicine and cotton swabs, stroked the wet hair back, and was about to open the door, but suddenly found that he didn't bring his clothes in.

Going out like this, the appointed will be seen by her.

"Go and help brother get a piece of clothing, can you?"

Inside, finally came the man's voice, slightly muffled, still a little lazy, if you listen carefully, you can hear a little trembling.

"It's not that you haven't seen it before, can you just come out?"

"No." Tang Si: "I'm a bit shy, it's better to make progress gradually."

"......?"shy? She has seen shameless people, and never seen such shameless ones.

When everyone is shy, would Tang Si, an old hooligan, be shy? The ghost believes this nonsense.

"Just do me a favor."

"No help."

"Give you a transfer?"

Song Yi: "One hundred thousand."

"Row."

......

Song Yi turned around to help him get his clothes.

Tang Si heard the movement outside and entered the house, Limala opened the bathroom door, walked to the living room, went to the balcony to collect a shirt and put it on.

If you really wait for Song Yi to come, according to her temperament, the designation is that he has to see what happened.

Song Yi took the clothes quite quickly and trotted towards the bathroom.

At this moment, Tang Si was sitting on the sofa in the living room with a newspaper in his hand. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he couldn't help looking in that direction.

The woman was wearing his shirt. The slender legs under the white shirt were straight and slender, dazzling, so white that people couldn't move their eyes. She also held a white shirt in her hand, and went to the bathroom with excitement.

Looking at those legs, Tang Si's beautiful peachy eyes narrowed slightly, and he followed his line of sight all the way up, the buttons were not properly buttoned, as he ran, the collar of one side of the shirt slipped under his shoulders, the collarbone and the right angle. The shoulder, instantly, reveals everything.

The man’s Adam’s apple slipped, his eyes changed from light and lazy to hot and thick——

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