Being His Little Fox

Song Yipi smiled and said, "In front of you, can that thing stay on me?"

His hands are not honest for a day.

Tang Si nodded lazily, "That said."

Song Yi threw his clothes at his head: "It's a fart."

Tang Si slowly took the clothes off his face, revealing half of his face, and looked at Song Yi with peachy eyes: "You are swearing again, the kids are not behaved at all."

She felt that this man, no matter what, he would be wild, stalking people leisurely.

"To be serious with you."

She was almost worried.

Tang Si folded her clothes, sighed softly, walked over and took her hand.

He sat on the bed slowly, pulling his hands gently and forcefully to let people sit on his lap.

He put his arms around her shoulders and whispered softly: "Just tell you not to worry about me, I know my body."

"I want you to be happy, all things happen, and I don't want you to know that you are upset, you see, now I'm telling you, is your happy time occupied by my messy things?"

What a mess? How could he not take himself seriously.

"What kind of mess?" Song Yi raised his head and stared at Tang Si: "Talk nonsense again."

The little hand pinched his chin: "Punish you."

Tang Si snorted: "Tsk, let me say that."

"Not only possesses your happiness, but also possesses my happiness."

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

She slowly raised a question mark.

What happiness can this occupy him?

Seeing the little woman's suspicious attitude, Tang Si said slowly: "I can't molest you. I still think of me like this."

The man kissed her on the cheek: "Watching you worry about me after work, making myself so tired, I feel uncomfortable in my heart and love you too."

He licked his lips slightly: "Let me...depression, I can't die."

"It just feels a little uncomfortable occasionally."

"Who was the medicine you took for inspection? Is that inspection reliable?"

Song Yi was still worried about the medicine.

"Reliable." Tang Si said, "It's okay."

He rubbed Song Yi's head: "Are you still not packing up? The things that grandma wants to bring tomorrow, you can leave the day after tomorrow."

Both sides are quite looking forward to this tour.

Song Yi curled his lips: "Am I worried about your physical condition?"

"Very good." The man suddenly pressed her down: "Would you like to try? I didn't try it last night, but I am addicted."

Song Yi put his hand on his shoulder: "My hand is still sore, can you be a man?"

"Okay." The man agreed.

Song Yi: "???"

So refreshing this time?

In the next second, the man's lazy, low-pitched voice came: "Do, you."

As he said, he kissed.

"Ding Ding Ding -" the phone ringing rang again at this time.

Tang Si: "..."

He felt that this **** was hitting him.

Why does someone call every time? !

"Your phone." Tang Si's tone was very dissatisfied.

Song Yi: "Brother, your phone."

Tang Si: "..."

At first glance, Lu Yan called.

Tang Si answered the phone: "It's best if you have something to do, otherwise there will be a fight tomorrow."

"..." Lu Yan paused: "Be temperate."

"I'm a 28-year-old man, do you really think you are a 20-year-old boy?"

"..." Tang Si squinted his eyes: "I have something to say."

"At home? I'll send Song Nuan back."

"Let her go to your place tonight, take care of it, these days, I'm going to the far door."

Lu Yan's forehead twitched slightly: "...?"

"No, I said you..."

Tang Si: "My buddy, shouldn't you take care of her your girlfriend?"

"I..." Lu Yan gritted his teeth and lowered his voice: "This **** can't sleep and can't touch it, any girlfriend, just a little girl, just do it in front of others in formality, you still tease me like that."

"I can't help her. If I don't touch her, if she wants to touch me, I'm going to be **** crazy, okay?"

Tang Si raised his eyebrows: "Why? You a big man, can you still let a little girl molest?"

"Tsk..."

"Shame."

"It's up to you."

"Bye."

"Dududu—"

Lu Yan: "..."

...

Fire Brigade.

Lu Yan brought Song Nuan here and into the bedroom.

Because she was taken into the dormitory, the rest of the team members practiced in the room.

Suffering beyond words.

"Go wash it out first and I will give you medicine."

This is a quadruple dormitory, clean and tidy, with the lights on and very bright.

"I'll get you a new towel." Lu Yan got up: "For clothes...do you mind wearing mine?"

Thought for a while: "Forget it, you wash it, I'll buy it for you."

Song Nuan: "Yes."

She spoke, staring at him, her hands tense and not sure where to put them.

Obviously I can be so bold when I am in the car, I don't know what I am nervous about at this time.

Maybe it was because he knew that he was the kind of gentleman who didn't come casually, and he felt a little awe in his heart.

What's more, here is the fire brigade. He brought himself back in front of everyone, which was already considered an admission.

Song Nuan said, "I can wear yours, don't mind."

Lu Yan pursed his lips: "Okay."

He gave her a compassionate shirt. The compassionate shirt used as a training suit was so big that he hadn't worn it yet, enough for her to wear as a skirt.

She took a bath here, and Lu Yan went to the bathhouse.

I was afraid that the little girl could not see herself after washing, so she washed it very quickly.

When Song Nuan came out, I saw Lu Yan wearing clean clothes, standing and waiting for her.

Lu Yan saw her coming out, wearing his clothes, her small body was extraordinarily slender, but she was well developed and there were a lot of fleshy spots.

After all, he is also eighteen years old.

The slender legs are straight and slender, and under the light of the light, Bai Shao shakes people's hearts.

Song Nuan was uncomfortable with his gaze, holding his hand in front of him.

Because she was soaked all over, now she was wearing nothing except this compassionate shirt.

She has never stood in front of a man like this, especially this is still a dormitory.

She was afraid that Lu Yan would see that she didn't wear anything inside, and her waist deliberately buckled a little to avoid showing shape.

The little girl was stunned to see Lu Yan all over her body, her apple tumbling a few times, she looked away, turned around and took a coat for Song Nuan: "Put on, don't catch a cold."

He thought Song Nuan was cold when he was croaking.

Song Nuan followed the jacket, turned his back, put on the jacket.

Lu Yan: "..."

Just being so active, now defending him is like defending against hooligans.

He curled his lips and smiled, rather helpless, this is really a little girl.

He took out the little Mazza from under the bed and let her sit.

Song Nuan put on his coat, wrapped himself tightly, and sat down.

He squatted on one knee in front of Song Nuan: "Sleeves, pull up, I think your elbow is hurt."

She obediently.

The little girl's elbows and knees were all scratched.

On the tender white skin, it looked particularly shocking.

Lu Yan's heart was twitched: "Does it hurt?"

"Yeah." Song Nuan nodded, with a soft and soft voice: "It's hot, it hurts."

The man gave her medicine and was very careful, afraid that she would hurt, he held her small hand with his big hand, and gently blew her wound.

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