Being His Little Fox

Fang Chang is a little short-sighted, and hasn't seen what the woman standing there looks like.

"What's the matter, why? Is it ugly?" Fang Chang squinted and looked under the big tree over there, still with excitement: "I looked at me in a daze, this posture Not ugly."

"As long as you are in good shape, what is the difference when you turn off the light? It's all the same, and the body is the most important thing.

Fang Chang dragged Shen Yunian excitedly and was about to come over to talk.

Shen Yunian pushed Fang Chang's hand away, kicked his leg, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Go go, then the **** is Song Yi, you have a hundred guts, you go get her?"

"Wh, what?" Fang Chang rubbed his eyes, only then took a serious look at the woman in front of him, and couldn't help exclaiming: "I said this woman is so familiar in appearance, as if I have seen it somewhere. ."

As she was watching, a black Land Rover stopped in front of her, blocking Fang Chang's vision.

"Fuck, Tang Si's car." Fang Chang retracted his gaze in shock, and suddenly drooped his face.

I wanted to drag Shen Yunian with a horror: "Walk, run, he will kill you when he knows your idea of ​​beating his wife."

His hand scratched back and forth, scratching loneliness.

Looking back, Shen Yu ran away eight hundred years ago.

Fang Chang: "..."

Fuck, bullshit.

So slanderous in my heart, the next second, I quietly took a stride and left.

The two arrogant people are all over.

......

The two of them were curious about the woman, and ran over when they heard the news, and it turned out to be Song Yi.

As expected of Tang Si, the women he was looking for were all fighting so hard.

Tang Si's car stopped steadily, but he saw Song Yi's sight in front of the gate.

The woman stood quietly, and the wind lifted her hair, wrapped a small face in it, glowing white.

He put his elbows on the edge of the window, looking lazily, and glanced at the door, where it was empty and there was nothing.

Tang Si looked at her with a faint smile, and whistled, "What are you looking at? Get in the car."

Song Yi retracted his gaze, and his gaze fell on the man's face.

"It seems that two people just said that they want to soak me." Song Yi's head slightly tilted, and he blinked as he walked by: "I look pretty good from a distance."

"I just don't know why I didn't come over."

She sighed and said lightly: "There is one who seems to be the captain of the anti-drug brigade?"

This tone was like a random mention, and Tang Si raised his eyebrows lightly.

"You get in the car first."

"Let me drive, you come down." Song Yi patted the car window and said.

He was uncomfortable just now, and now he is driving down the mountain again, which is not good for his health.

"I can still drive a car."

The man smiled lowly, feeling helpless: "Why am I so weak in your eyes?"

He has to take her to other places, let her drive, can he still have the dominant power? That must not be there.

Song Yi looked at him and squinted suspiciously, always feeling that something was wrong.

"Aren't you uncomfortable? I feel comfortable looking at you now, so I don't have to accompany you home?"

Originally thought that men would make a rebuttal or something.

In the end, he nodded faintly: "Perhaps, but now you don't have a car to go down the mountain. You still have to get in, Miss Song?"

"I think you are going to abduct me." Song Yi rarely joked softly with him.

He supported his chin lazily with his hands, his voice smeared with a deep desire: "Abducted and sold back to my house and be my brother's wife, would you?"

Taohua looked at her face deeply, deep and hot.

The low and hoarse voice seemed to give her a burst of inexplicable dryness.

How could this person not leave her to marry her?

All... don't know how to be ashamed!

Seeing Song Yi did not speak.

"Hi..." Tang Si tapped his head with his fingers. He was a little funny: "Forgot something."

Song Yi looked at him with question marks, not knowing what he was going to do.

I felt a little stunned and nervous.

Because the man's slender fingers are unfastening the seat belt at this moment.

Soon, I saw him pull the car door and got out of the car.

Song Yi: "......?"

She is a little bit in the mist.

His eyebrows were faint, but he seemed to be smiling, not surprised, and an indescribable vibe, which moved her heart inexplicably.

The man passed in front of her, walked around the front of the car, walked to the position of the co-pilot, and opened the door for her.

A gentleman smile appeared on his face: "I forgot to open the door to Mr. Song."

The wind of the leaves swayed down with the cold wind, falling mottled on the ground, and a leaf also fell on his shoulder.

The squandering flowers are gradually becoming charming eyes. At this moment, how gentle and graceful does this man feel?

Song Yi felt that he was a little fascinated, and he had already begun to have an illusion.

She pursed her lips and walked over to get into the car.

The man's hand was above the car door to prevent her head from hitting the car window.

When Song Yi bent into the car, he had to get in from his arms.

She stooped so hard, her heart was beating wildly as she couldn't help it, and the smell of a man suddenly rushed over her face.

Qingli with a touch of tobacco aroma.

The pure and lustful masculine taste, every time you get close, you can get people's heartbeats out of rhythm.

I was inexplicably nervous, thinking about getting in the car quickly, otherwise I should blush again.

She really couldn't help her blushing.

In other words, I only talked about love once. In actual combat, the tricks of men, especially men like Tang Si, are really unstoppable.

As soon as one foot got into the car, Song Yi felt her waist tighten, and the man's other hand hooked her.

Song Yi instantly fell into a warm embrace, the man's facial bones were sharp and soft, exquisitely out of place, and his raised smiling face was ruinous and wild.

She stared at him with wide eyes.

The man was very innocent, with a smile in his voice: "Why are you so careless? If I didn't support you, I would have to fall."

"..." Good fellow, obviously he wanted to hug her like this, and he learned that the wicked should sue her first.

For some reason, Song Yi didn't feel angry, and even couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

This is too sweet too.

Be reserved, reserved, reserved, he must be reserved before his attitude has been stated.

She elbows Tang Si's chest and pays attention to his uninjured side.

Seriously: "Let go."

Tang Si thought she was a little angry by himself.

"Brother was wrong." He let go of his hand, admitting his wrong attitude Max: "It's just that you are so fragrant, I can't help but want to hug you."

"Next time I ask for your permission to hold again?"

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