Being His Little Fox

Song Nuan was taken aback for a moment, and stopped making noise in an instant, withdrawing her hand.

There were waves of ripples in his heart, and Xingyan carefully raised his eyes to look at Lu Yan.

The expression on the man's face was not unusual, but the narrow eyes locked her face tightly.

This look seemed to be too thick and hot, and Song Nuan was taken aback. It was obviously very cold, but Song Nuan felt a rush of heat rising from her body until it reflected on her small white face.

Glowing red.

"Don't listen." Lu Yan leaned over and leaned closer to Song Nuan: "Still touching?"

The man's voice was low and hoarse, making Song Nuan blush even more.

Lu Yan laughed softly: "It's so easy to blush and shy, and he insists on teasing me."

Reached out and touched Song Nuan's cheek: "Little Song Nuan, can you learn to be obedient and grow up obediently, don't worry about it all the time."

Song Nuan didn't open his face, feeling that at this moment, he was educated like a kindergarten kid.

She pursed her lips: "Don't touch me and you."

"Then sit down."

Song Nuan closed her feet and sat back in the passenger seat again obediently.

Lu Yan just got up and closed the door of the co-pilot, only to turn around the front of the car.

The door of the co-pilot opened, and the little girl ran fast.

Lu Yan frowned, this little girl was real, she didn't worry at all.

No matter how fast she ran, she couldn't run faster than him. He ran two steps to catch up with Song Nuan, and then he hugged him again.

Song Nuan was happy to play with him like this, it seemed that he had that kind of presence in front of him.

Otherwise, she couldn't feel how much he cared about herself in Lu Yan.

"How are you obedient?"

Song Nuan: "How can I be disobedient, and I haven't done any harm to the world, so why disobeyed?"

She said logically: "In the eyes of old men like you, what is the standard for obedient? Is it just studying at home every day?"

She was like this before. Life has always been step by step, and there is no other fun.

But now Song Nuan felt that it was too much fun to play and rebel.

Lu Yan: "The standard is that you are not allowed to go to the bar. How can a little girl like you go to the bar to drink every day."

"Be reasonable, where do I drink every day?"

Song Nuan struggled: "You let me down, I don't want to go home with you now, I don't think you understand our young people at all."

"Young man?" Lu Yan raised his eyebrows, chuckled, and slapped Song Nuan's ass: "Just a child, you should be beaten if you don't obey."

"Ah...!" Song Nuan was shocked: "Rogue, why are you spanking me?"

"The **** is fleshy, it doesn't hurt when spanking." Lu Yan explained solemnly.

Song Nuan blushed all over.

This is a man, a man, let alone a man, no one even touched her **** even a woman.

Lu Yan glanced at him with embarrassment and couldn't say anything. He curled his lips and smiled before putting the person in the position of the co-pilot again.

"No more obedient, waiting for me to beat you."

Song Nuan: "..."

"I told my sister, you bullied me, kissed me, hugged me, and spanked me."

Lu Yan: "..."

My fucking?

There is really no way to explain this kind of thing. In Song Yi and Tang Si, it is indeed formal. It just prevents the little girl from doing stupid things for a while, letting him be the boyfriend and stopping it.

But Song Nuan didn't know about this.

He took a deep breath, eased his emotions, gritted his teeth, and said coldly: "You said, you are my girlfriend, I don't kiss you, hug you, who shall I kiss and whom?"

"You lied to me about going to school, and you came to a bar, who is to blame?"

Song Nuan groaned, knowing that he couldn't say it and didn't make sense, and ignored a word.

This time, Lu Yan closed the car door and locked it, and then went around to the driver to unlock it. After going up, Song Nuan had fastened his seat belt obediently and sat and waited.

Lu Yan glanced at him, "Have you had dinner?"

Song Nuan squinted, extremely sleepy, drinking a little too much.

It was very noisy just now, and now it's really lackluster for a while.

"No." The stomach is indeed a little hungry.

And it's not very comfortable.

...

A certain restaurant.

Lu Yan parked the car.

Let Song Nuan follow in.

Lu Yan pointed at the waiter: "Thank you for getting a bowl of sober soup, a little girl is not very comfortable, then some light meals."

"Okay." The waiter said, "Is this your sister? It looks cute."

Song Nuan is soft and glutinous, and she is very cute when she doesn't talk or make a fuss. She is indeed a cute little girl.

Hearing this, Lu Yan didn't refute, correct, or say a word. After all, there seems to be an age gap between the two of them, although he is not very old, it is mainly because Song Nuan is too young.

He just smiled slightly at the waiter.

Song Nuan approached him coquettishly at this time and answered the waiter: "Boyfriend."

The waiter smiled while watching this scene: "Okay, please wait a moment, two of you, I'll be here soon."

After the waiter went out.

Song Nuan was lying in Lu Yan's arms.

Lu Yan looked down at the little girl in his arms, couldn't help but squeezed her face lightly.

Song Nuan squinted slightly, like a clingy little cat.

Rubbing his hand, very cute.

Lu Yan suddenly came over, and he just held his forehead, and he took a deep breath.

What are you doing? Be sober, people have nothing to do with you.

This kind of inexplicable intimacy seems to have become a habit.

He pushed Song Nuan: "Do you have any bones? Sit yourself."

Song Nuan leaned in his arms lazily: "Not..."

Lu Yan had nothing to do with her, Song Nuan seemed to be a must-have skill for him to act like a baby.

The hangover soup came up soon, and Lu Yan gave it to her.

Song Nuan drank it, and after a while, he felt a lot more comfortable.

"Uncle." Song Nuan scratched his collar.

Lu Yan looked back, his chest undulating and breathing, his Adam's apple bulging, the arc was extraordinarily sexy.

"Huh?" The man answered softly.

"I didn't do my homework." Song Nuan looked at him, "Can you write chemistry papers?"

"I'm so sleepy now, you help me write." Song Nuan: "I don't want to be scolded by the teacher tomorrow."

Lu Yan: "I deserve to be scolded for not doing homework and going out to play."

Song Nuan lowered his head: "But I want to make friends."

Lu Yan was taken aback and looked at her.

Song Nuan said: "People think I am not easy to get along with, but I want to make friends. I originally wanted to take the paper to write in the bar, but they told me that I would be rejected."

She sniffed: "In their eyes, people like me should be golden branches and leaves. Although they are in a box, in the scene just now, it seems that they have become a faction and are aimed at me."

Those people regarded her as a stranger, thinking that she should study well and have a good family background, and not mix with them.

But among those people, there were some from the same family, but those people just looked at her like something.

That’s why she drank, and she did everything they did, trying to blend into their world.

On the surface, she is respectful and respectful, but who knows what they are thinking in their hearts.

Lu Yan touched her head lightly, her voice softened a bit, "Why do you want to blend in with them."

"Just be yourself."

"The youth seems to be vigorously accompanied by a couple of friends, born to death, but I seem to have nothing but studying." Song Nuan pursed his lips: "I am very unhappy."

I also feel that her life is incomplete and flawed.

Lu Yan: "True friends meet by chance. If you don't meet them in your youth, you will meet them in the days to come."

"There is no need to spoil yourself so much to do things you don't like."

Song Nuan: "I like it. I think it feels very comfortable and free, but they don't seem to like me."

"Looking at accepting me, and playing with them, they all treat me respectfully, but it's not like that. The atmosphere is not at that point."

"You said, am I really unpleasant?"

Lu Yan lowered his eyebrows: "No one is more pleasing than you."

There are a lot of ideas in my mind at a young age. How can such a lovely girl be unpleasant.

Song Nuan's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Then why can't I make friends?"

Lu Yan: "Because those people are not worthy to be friends with you."

"Really?" Song Nuan smiled, the whole person in a trance: "Then treat it like this."

Lu Yan squeezed her shoulder gently: "You have a boyfriend."

To comfort her can only be done in this way.

After all, what the little girl needs most is the kindness of the world.

Song Nuan didn't reply to this sentence, and there was no sound later.

Lu Yan lowered his head and realized that she was asleep.

He touched Song Nuan's head, sometimes he spoiled the children at home too much. It is not necessarily a good behavior to protect too well.

No matter what kind of family you are born into, you will always experience some pain and frustration.

If you lived a good life when you were young, you will inevitably take up the pressure of a good life when you grow up.

Just like she is now.

Want to make friends...

Lu Yan smiled lowly, where are friends so good, some people have no friends for a lifetime.

...

Song Nuan didn't cry or make trouble after drinking, and slept very well.

The next morning, Lu Yan went to wake her up.

Song Nuan sat up on the bed with messy hair: "Ah! My papers and my homework are not finished!"

Song Nuan threw a pillow at Lu Yan who was standing at the door: "Why didn't you wake me up last night?"

Lu Yan caught the pillow immediately, then watched the little girl get up, and hurriedly glanced at the time: "It's still too late, where did you put my papers yesterday? Give it to me and I will make up."

"You help me make a phone call with the teacher and say that there is a traffic jam on the road." Song Nuan's hair is messy, wearing pajamas, the whole person is in a hurry.

Lu Yan watched it all in his spare time. Compared to her hurriedness, he was calm and gentle.

Song Nuan: "What are you doing? You move quickly."

this person! Standing and watching the joke doesn't hurt your back.

What kind of dog man!

"Will you go out to drink so much in the future?"

Song Nuan is irritable, and when is he still talking about last night.

She ran out of the house barefoot and pushed Lu Yan who was standing at the door.

Lu Yan grabbed Song Nuan's hand, and Song Nuan was anxious: "What are you doing?"

He smiled and looked at Song Nuan: "It seems your homework. It's more important than mine."

"The attendants have priorities." Song Nuan rolled his eyes: "You are acting like a little woman with a man now."

"Hurry up and let me go."

Lu Yan: "Put your shoes on, the floor is cool."

Why don't you love yourself so much?

"My homework..." Song Nuan was really anxious.

It's not his homework, he looks like this.

Lu Yan looked at her anxiously, and sighed slightly, "I wrote it to you."

"Huh?" Song Nuan was shocked.

She looked at Lu Yan suspiciously, did she really write?

Can an old man like her really write?

"Do not believe?"

"You look less literate."

Song Nuan: "Let me see."

Lu Yan: "Eat breakfast first."

...

Inside the apartment.

Song Yi had just got up in a daze, and subconsciously touched the place next to him, the empty one next to him.

Song Yi rubbed her head. She slept by herself yesterday.

It seems to have become a habit to touch the position next to him.

After coming back yesterday, she was too tired and fell asleep. She wanted to wait for news from Tang Si.

I don't know how I fell asleep.

She touched the side, looking for her phone.

"Crack—" The door was pushed open.

Song Yi raised his eyes and saw Tang Si coming in.

He held the clothes to dry outside, and both of them looked at each other.

Song Yi couldn't turn around a bit, when did he come back?

The man's clothes are neat, his hair is neat, and he looks like he's been up for a while.

"Wake up?" Tang Si laughed: "There is breakfast outside, and I will eat after washing."

He put the clothes in the closet.

Song Yi got up from the bed and stood at the end of the bed. He crawled on Tang Si's back and hugged him: "Brother, when did you come back yesterday?"

Tang Si hung up the clothes and kissed her back, "It's three o'clock in the morning, I don't remember much."

Song Yi hugged him tightly: "Did you not sleep?"

He must have not slept with such a big deal.

Tang Si did not conceal: "Well, I will come back and see you."

"Go to the team in a while?" Song Yi asked again.

"Go." Tang Si replied.

Song Yi wrapped his whole body around him: "Reluctant."

"You are so tired."

Tang Si heard a smirk, stretched out his hand to lift her up, and touched her with his big hand: "Which kind of tired I mean?"

The man has a clean and refreshing breath, mature and stable, and he feels very stable and stable.

Song Yi bypassed Tang Si's words, and leaned in his ear: "I will see you off in a while."

"Okay." Tang Si did not refuse: "Go for breakfast."

"Get down from me."

Song Yi: "You can't carry me on your back?"

"How adult you are." Tang Si laughed low, but he still carried her to wash.

"How long must I be busy?"

"Not long, three or two days." Tang Si: "The evidence is conclusive."

After finishing washing, Song Yi tied her hair casually: "Okay. Do you have to work overtime?"

Tang Si sat on a chair, supported his chin with one hand, and smiled at the corners of his lips, peach blossom eyes smeared with a scornful smile: "What's the matter? Does my sister want to date my brother at night?"

He tried to make himself look less tired.

"Hiss——" Song Yi kicked up like Tang Si: "Make a fart, will you take a good rest?"

"The hair is getting white again, Officer Tang."

Tang Si grabbed her ankle kicked from the bottom of the table and pinched it easily: "The ankle is so thin."

He gently pulled the human foot on his leg: "Where should I kick it? Huh?"

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