Being His Little Fox

Song Yi felt it and couldn't help but glanced at Tang Si, "What's the matter?"

She was a little funny: "When someone has a baby, what are you so nervous about?"

Tang Si took her into her arms, and she felt Tang Si's warmth and softness.

In this posture, she couldn't see Tang Si's expression clearly, she only heard Tang Si say: "You know what I'm nervous about."

Every mother walks through a ghost gate when she gives birth.

There are some things, no one can say, giving birth to a child is destined to be a risky process.

Listening to Tang Si's words, Song Yi felt soft. In fact, she just found it strange, but she didn't expect how painful it would be when she was born.

But in Tang Si's eyes, how could this little woman in his arms, such a petite and petite one, give birth to a child?

Tang Si's voice became a little dumb: "The child is born, I can afford it, but I just want you to be well."

"But I also think you look forward to ta's arrival." Song Yi said: "This is a necessary process. You have to learn to look at it rationally."

He is expecting, but more than expecting, is afraid.

"You're both a prospective father." Song Yi raised his eyes and smiled at Tang Si: "Is it supposed to look like a father?"

"Yes." Tang Si stroked her belly with a big hand: "You will all be safe."

Tang Si takes care of Song Yi very much. It can be said to be meticulous. Basically everything is accompanied. These days, no matter how busy he is at work, he will come back.

...

Early this morning.

When going to work, Song Yi stood at the door, tied Tang Si's tie in a police uniform, and kissed him on tiptoe: "Be careful. Are you going to the meeting today?"

Generally, he would not wear such a formal dress.

The neat ironing of the police uniform made him more upright and neat.

Tang Si lowered his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Are you not afraid of this dress now?"

"There is nothing to be afraid of." Song Yi said: "This suit protects us."

When she was a child, she knew and understood.

She also felt that Tang Si had no memory, and she didn't have to mention it. She knew that he saved herself, and that was enough.

Tang Si gently touched the back of her head with his palm, acting unintentionally and intimately: "Go back tonight and see your parents."

Song Yi nodded: "Okay."

Some things that should be set must be set.

"gone."

"Go ahead."

Tang Si did not move.

Song Yi: "What's the matter? Did you forget to get something? I'll get it for you."

Tang Si grabbed Song Yi, her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly: "One more kiss, I'll leave."

Two bodyguards at the door: "..."

We are not here, we cannot see, we cannot hear, we are air!

Song Yi grabbed his collar and stood on tiptoe to kiss the man's face, but Tang Si turned his head and faced her red lips.

Tang Si bit her lips: "I'm not willing to kiss anymore? Didn't you like it tight before?"

The dress is so formal and the behavior is so rogue.

The wild ruffling on his body will always be combined with his righteousness without any sense of violation.

The two temperaments, which were obviously so contradictory, were synthesized quite well by him.

Song Yi's tone was soft: "You give me attention a little influence."

The bodyguard's inner os continues to brainwash online: if you can't see or hear... if you can't see or hear...we are all blind, blind!

...

After Tang Si finally left to go to work, Song Yi turned back to the house. She was so tired of it.

Why does it seem that Tang Si has become more clingy?

Most of Song Yi's work was done in the study, which was also decorated by Tang Si very warmly.

At the door of the house, there are also two bodyguards guarding him.

She went into the study and was about to read the e-mail. She didn't know what was going on, but she always felt chilly behind her back, as if something was staring at her.

I got goose bumps all over my body.

Song Yi frowned and turned back abruptly. Behind the study, it was empty, everything was normal and there was nothing.

But... I just feel that there are eyes behind him staring at her.

It's like--like before meeting Tang Si for the first time, that feeling came again.

All the time, it was as if someone was staring at her.

Song Yi pursed his lips and searched up and down in the room, but did not find any other surveillance equipment with surveillance cameras.

She frowned and walked over to close the curtains.

Sitting in the office, I always feel uncomfortable.

She went to the gate again and opened the door. The two bodyguards saw Song Yi open the door and immediately asked, "Madam, what's the matter?"

"Is there anything we can help?"

Seeing them all standing at the door, full of energy, Song Yi smiled and laughed: "It's nothing, just come out and see you, it's quite refreshing."

"Come in, don't stand outside." Song Yi didn't want to say, he always felt panicked in the house alone.

Please stand next to her, pestering like a telephone pole, and feel safer.

Bodyguard: "This is not so good."

"What's wrong?" Song Yi pulled them in and explained: "Now that science and technology are advanced, many people have supernatural powers. What can you get out of there, what if those people come in through the window?"

"What should I do if I have a cold before I can call you?"

The bodyguard looked serious and stern, and said, "Don't say that, we are cold, and you won't be cold."

"..." Do you want to be so serious?

Song Yi now felt that these two stood, a bit like two fools.

Although there is a sense of security to stand by, I always feel that this is too dramatic and exaggerated.

But let them stand beside her.

She just sits in a chair and works, eating something from time to time.

Eating and vomiting, but the bodyguard is not easy to toss.

"Ling Ling Ling --" Song Yi's cell phone rang.

There is no remark for the call, but Song Yi knows this phone number and it belongs to Rong Qi.

She doesn't want to sign this person, this person always harass her.

But this number seems to have been set for something, but it is not black.

Song Yi, who got it, turned the card off, but Rong Qi didn't know where it came from, and immediately knew her other good phone number.

It can harass people more than harassing phone calls. Isn't it a pity that he doesn't engage in fraud?

She knows that if she doesn't answer, the phone will keep ringing, and she also needs to contact the outside world to work, and she can't shut it down directly.

She had to pick up the phone and looked at the chair: "Rong Qi, are you made of dog skin plaster? Your face is thicker than the city walls. I feel pain in my hands when I slap you. Can you stop calling me and harass me?"

She feels that this person is plotting wrong.

It was Song Yi who was stunned, and he still heard his unhurried, elegant voice over the phone: "What are you doing?"

Song Yi felt that if she didn't want to care and didn't worry about him, she could be mad at this person's attitude.

She sneered: "I'm in confinement, don't bother me if it's okay."

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