Being His Little Fox

The reporter glanced at Song Yi next to him, and could not help but asked.

"I heard signs of marriage between the two families before. The two of them are..."

Wen Mu: "No, don't get me wrong."

Song Yi smiled: "I have a boyfriend."

Although both denied it, the reporter still had an expression of disbelief: "I understand."

Before it is officially announced, they will choose to conceal them. These, industry rules, all understand.

"Go out." Wen Mu said, "Thank you for waiting for me outside."

"Now our Mr. Wen has a little something to talk about, let's cut in..." the report.

The reporter hadn’t said what he said, and Song Yihu said: “It’s just to talk about the process of cooperation. Whether the talks can be achieved or not may not be announced.”

In this way, she split the road that Wen Mu had blocked for her.

Looking at Wen Mu with clear eyebrows, Ye Mei rose up.

The light in the eyes was provocative.

She is really not a soft persimmon that is so easy to handle, she just wants to take advantage of her hand, and she has to practice for several years.

...

In front of the TV, Tang Si had already turned off the TV.

He took his coat and went downstairs and drove to the hospital.

Along the way, his lips fell tightly, and he seemed to be a little angry.

He plans to ask Song Yi to come out today and tell her frankly.

As a result, it seemed that the two of them had already been in contact.

...

Song Yi came out of the ward, her face not very good.

After some contact, Wen Mu felt that Wen Mu was a very scheming person.

It's not as gentle as a gentle gentleman on the surface.

Song Yi had negotiated the cooperation with him. It was nothing more than two models, and she gave it to him.

It was the reporter who came suddenly today that made her feel uncomfortable.

She does not like to appear in front of the camera in a form that she has not prepared.

Her parents didn't allow her to do publicity work before, so she became the president of an entertainment company. And it's very low-key.

call--

Song Yi walked in the corridor of the hospital, took a sip, took out his mobile phone from his bag and prepared to reply to Tang Si's message.

She did not see the tall figure walking towards her.

He lowered his head, and just took out the phone, his hand suddenly tightened, and the whole person was pulled into the fire escape nearby.

The man's breath swept across the sky, Song Yi originally wanted to struggle, but also slowed down.

His big hand pressed her hand against the wall and raised it above his head, Song Yi's two hands crossed.

Tang Si can hold it with one hand, and the other palm is behind her head to prevent her from being bumped.

Song Yi raised his head and looked at him.

His peach blossom eyes, which had always been pitch-black and smiling, were scarlet at the moment, and Song Yi was startled, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his heartbeat stopped suddenly: "What's wrong with you?"

He was angry.

See you for the first time.

Anger came to the surface.

This look was terrifying, Song Yi felt a little scared and started to beat the drums.

"Did Wen Mu do anything to you?" His tone was heavy, and it was heavy when he hit her heart.

He knows who Wen Mu is.

The most useful one is to change facial color.

She would not benefit from contact with him, and in the scene just now, the two of them had been in contact for a long time.

He didn't want to tell Song Yi that Wen Mu was that person, the main reason was that she was afraid that she would come into direct contact with him.

As far as he can separate the two of them.

Song Yi was a little dazed by the question, and was not prepared at all, and didn't know what he was angry at.

His mind was blank, his lips trembled, and he wanted to speak, but he was stuck in his throat and couldn't speak.

She had never seen Tang Si like this. She was so frightened that she was worried about his emotional state.

She did not speak, Tang Si stared at her.

"speak!"

Tang Si's words were almost squeezed out through gritted teeth.

With that, the man's other hand smashed the wall fiercely, and Song Yi closed his eyes slightly in fright.

She clung to the wall, feeling the wall behind her shake.

I opened my eyes again, my nose was sour, and my eyes were sour.

Inexplicably red eyes, soft tone, and softly: "No, he doesn't."

Seeing the woman's eyes red, her tone trembled.

He suddenly loosened Song Yi's hand.

Song Yi turned his face away, not looking at Tang Si.

He realized that his emotions were too violent and could not be restrained.

Knowing that Wen Mu and Song Yi were together, his heart was about to explode.

He almost fell into Wen Mu's hands several times, let alone Song Yi!

"I'm sorry." Tang Si said solemnly, "Be farther away from Wen Mu in the future."

"He is not a good person, nor is he as easy to get along with on the surface."

Song Yi also understood in his heart that he came to say this for her good.

"Yeah." Song Yi's mood wasn't very good, and he responded lowly.

Tang Si frowned.

Now she is so dragging, really worrying about her.

He can't guarantee that no one is staring at her behind this.

"Song Yi." He called her, his tone very soft, but inexplicably strong.

She raised her eyes to look at him.

The man's apple slid, let go of the hand holding her, and he got up and leaned against the wall next to her.

I closed my eyes.

Song Yi looked at him sideways, not knowing what he was going to say for a long time and he did not speak.

She curled her eyebrows and wanted to say something.

Next second.

The wrist was tight again, and she was suddenly taken into his arms and pressed hard by the man.

She could clearly hear the ups and downs of his chest, and his squealing voice in her ears: "I like what you like to die. When would you give me hope?"

Song Yi originally wanted to struggle, but after hearing this sentence, he suddenly vented.

He ran over so far, and his whole person seemed crazy, because she and Wen Mu were there.

Song Yi did not answer Tang Si's words.

Reached out and pulled his hand, the hand he had just hit the wall.

The skin was scratched and bleeding.

"Does it hurt?" Song Yi asked.

Tang Si was stunned, Song Yi buried his head in his arms and did not lift it up.

But the voice is a bit muffled.

Tang Si shook her hand backhand, his breath was burning: "Do you hurt?"

I just used it quite a bit.

"pain."

Song Yi lifted his head from his arms, his chin pressed against his chest, and his eyes were wet with water vapor: "Why are you so impatient?"

She lowered her head slightly and bit him through her clothes, her voice dull: "Coax me again."

She was squeamish and coquettish, the strength of her bite was neither light nor heavy, and he was numb all over his body.

"Don't bite." Tang Si touched the back of her head.

The voice is very low.

Song Yi has always been a wild personality.

"Just bite."

Song Yi said bitterly: "You are impatient with me."

The words just fell.

The man suddenly bent over and picked her up--

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