Being His Little Fox

Song Nuan understood that this seemed to be a threat.

but……

Can it really threaten her?

She felt that this behavior was stupid.

Song Nuan: "You won't."

She put on her clothes and said softly, "If you could, you would have to seduce you long ago, how can you wait until this time? Let alone I come over, you are still on duty there."

She feels that she is the atmosphere terminator.

Lu Yan laughed over there, and he didn't know what he was laughing at. He couldn't tell the meaning of his smile, so just listen to him anyway.

"It seems that I was a little too gentle to you before?"

There was a smile in his words, gentle and gentle.

Song Nuan couldn't hear anything, and just said, "I think you might have a misunderstanding of yourself."

"I don't think you are any gentler anymore, usually I think you are like my dad." Song Nuan said, "Either let me eat more, or let me wear more. Winter is here, let me wear long trousers every day."

"It's wordy."

Lu Yan: "..."

He listened to the phone, and the **** the opposite side spit out: "Isn't this for you? Whom am I for?"

"I don't take my body seriously." Lu Yan: "I owe discipline."

"Oh." Song Nuan went downstairs expressionlessly: "What about you? I caught a cold on duty in winter and I didn't eat any food. Only the state officials were allowed to set fires and the people were not allowed to light the lights?"

"You must at least be a good model for me first." Song Nuan raised his eyebrows: "I'm looking for it, my father is a boyfriend."

They were all downstairs when they went downstairs.

"I'll go out." Song Nuan said hello.

Say that the whole individual runs out.

Mother Song: "Are you coming back for dinner? Where are you going on New Year's Day?"

Song Nuan waved his hand: "I shouldn't be back, mom, dad, sister, brother-in-law, happy new year~"

This voice is getting farther and farther.

Mother Song: "This kid! Go out crazy again."

Song Yi raised his eyebrows: "Does Nuannuan go out often?"

Mother Song: "Yes, I often go out, sometimes I only come back in the middle of the night. I asked what I was doing, and didn't say anything."

If it weren't for the fact that this little girl has good academic performance, she devotes herself to her studies every day. It should be suspected that she was doing bad things outside.

"Yeah..." Song Yi pursed her lips. She is not a elder sister who will complain: "It's okay. The little girl is getting older and has her own world, her friends, and it’s normal to spend the Chinese New Year with her friends."

Lu Yan should celebrate the New Year alone and let Song Nuan pass by.

Tang Si also sat next to him, pretending to know nothing, holding a chess piece in his hand and Father Song playing chess again.

In fact, the children always don't go home, and they still go home in the middle of the night. This is easy to guess.

It's mostly a puppy love.

After playing a game of chess, Song Yi went upstairs to look for clothes. In the evening, he was going back to Song's old house to eat.

So dress more mature and stable.

Song Yi pulled La Tangsi: "You come up, I can't get some clothes."

Father Song's face was not looking good: "After finally playing a game with me, you will dominate your husband every day."

"Yes." Song Yi smiled: "My husband, why are you always pulling him? It's not your husband."

"Cough..." Tang Si gave a light cough, "I will go up with her to have a look, and come down to play chess with you later."

Although he said so, his expression had already betrayed him.

The sky is not afraid and the ground is not afraid, but when playing chess with Lao Zhangren, there is still a little emptiness in my heart.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and it was obvious that he was pleased by the conversation between the two of them just now.

Father Song: "You just toss him every day, he is inconvenient to walk, you let him go upstairs."

"It's okay." Tang Si said, "I should walk and exercise more, so that my body can recover better."

...

Upstairs changing room.

Although Song Yi did not live at home, some of his previous clothes were also placed here.

After coming up, she sat on the chair and started reading with the magazine, without saying to look for clothes.

Tang Si pulled a chair and sat beside her, moving extremely slowly.

Song Yi gave him a hand.

"Didn't you come up to find clothes and change clothes? Just sit here?" Tang Si slowly sat down, in a lazy tone, with evil intentions: "Just toss your husband?"

"I think you are under a bit of pressure, so I told you to come up and take a break." Song Yi propped his chin: "Why are you so kind as donkey liver?"

Tang Si chuckles: "I can't avoid them either. They are all a family."

"It's normal for the younger generation to be nervous only when the elders are."

Song Yi: "I thought you were omnipotent and wouldn't be nervous at all."

Tang Si laughed again, and subconsciously reached out and rubbed the back of her head, acting intimately: "Then you really think of your brother too hard, I am also a person."

People have various emotions.

It's just showing or not showing it.

And in front of what kind of person.

He could not be afraid of anyone before.

But now there are still many things that need scruples and fears. The younger generation should have the attitude of a younger generation.

Song Yi rubbed his hand: "I don't think you are too god, you are my god."

"Heh." Tang Si laughed, without speaking.

He knows this, no proof, no proof.

She will always rush towards him.

"Little believer girl, in order for your husband to go down and explain to the old father-in-law and mother-in-law, then change your clothes now.

Song Yi: "Don't worry, I know where my clothes are. I can change them when I go down. They are still cooking downstairs. Let's stay upstairs for a while."

She leaned against Tang Si's shoulder: "I just want to stay with you a little longer."

She has always been clingy, Tang Si knows, and loves acting like a baby.

It’s just that there was not so much time in the past.

She is also quite sensible.

"Yes." Tang Si: "It will do for a lifetime."

"Just now, my mother discussed something with me."

"what's up?"

Tang Si squeezed Song Yi's hand: "My mother said that the wedding is not in a hurry, but it's time to get our marriage certificate."

He smiled in a gentle tone: "When will it be on the agenda and take me away?"

"Yeah." Song Yi nodded: "Then tomorrow."

"I have the baby, so get the marriage certificate as soon as possible, so that you can register for the household registration when the baby is born."

Tang Si: "So easy to agree?"

"I think there is enough vigor between us." Song Yi stretched out her hand, wearing the ring Tang Si gave when she proposed. She stared: "And you have already proposed."

"We don't need so many formal things." Song Yi: "Because our passionate process is deeper than those formal things."

"Yeah." Tang Si lowered his eyes, raised her chin, and kissed her lips: "It is my blessing to meet you."

The blessing of a lifetime.

Song Yi laughed and pushed Tang Si away slightly: "My lipstick isn't the one that doesn't fade. You've got it all gone."

"Wait later for fear that they don't know what good things you did on it, right?"

Tang Si was quite indifferent: "Don't be afraid. The kids are out. They know what they did."

"Shameless, old hooligan."

Tang Si: "Really? I think I have converged a lot compared to before, and I am quite calm now."

He reflects on himself.

Song Yi thought for a while, he was indeed a little restrained.

But: "That's because you are hurt now and you can't get up."

He held Tang Si's good-looking face, stared at him at close range, suddenly lowered his head and bit his chin, and said in a low voice: "Tang Si, now this close distance makes me want to eat you in one bite. "

This man has a fascinating smell and a fascinating charm.

The closer you get, the more you want to drill into him, even if you are already in your arms, you still want to drill into his arms.

It's not enough to be intimate.

Tang Si smiled sullenly, "My family obediently told my brother to come upstairs. Is that to molest my brother?"

He grabbed her small hand with his big hand: "What are you touching on your belly?"

Song Yi's fox smiled crookedly: "Just be affectionate, don't you give me a kiss?"

He used Tang Si's words to respond back and forth to Tang Si.

"Here." Tang Si's voice was dull, and he touched her hand down.

The warm voice clings to her ears, and her legs are soft: "Then look, are you ying?"

Song Yi shook his hand, wanting to retract.

"Now?" Tang Si kissed her lips: "Tell you not to tease me."

"I do not know……"

"Heh." Tang Si chuckled, "I don't know what? I wonder if your brother has no resistance to you?"

"I don't know if it has missed you for a long time?" He leaned close, his tone urgency and dumb.

It looks **** and sultry.

"Huh?" Tang Si was bored: "Just you are bad."

Song Yi felt that his heart was trembling, his face was so hot, it was not cold at all in this winter.

"I am a little worried about you now. I am pregnant in October..."

Tang Si chuckled, "You should worry about yourself."

Hands and mouth.

Song Yi bit his lips: "Rogue."

...

Tang Si really didn't let Song Yi get close in the end, and it was hard to see people after going down for a while.

Song Yi broke the topic: "Will you be nervous when you go back to Song's old house to meet your grandparents?"

"Yes." Tang Si: "I have never contacted such an old man, nor have I contacted people of that age."

"Some don't know how to get along."

Song Yi: "You don't need to know how to get along, just go back and have a meal. Then you will be by my side."

She said: "And just like you, really, I can't think of anyone who doesn't like you."

At first, Song Yi felt that she should ask her family to agree to her boyfriend, but when she found Tang Si, she realized that she didn't need to think about it.

No need to say anything or need extra introductions, the parents are very happy and like them very much.

He even felt that he had harmed him.

"Really." Tang Si's eyebrows were stained with a smile: "You say yes."

Tang Si felt that at the moment he was playing the little wife of the domineering president.

If one person in the past didn't like him, everyone hated him, slandered him, and exchanged for the present happiness, it was also worth it.

Song Yi said that he couldn't think of what kind of people would dislike his words. Tang Si obviously didn't believe it very much.

His experience told him that everyone didn't like him.

But now, it has also proved that other ideas are not very correct.

When it was almost time for lunch, Song Yi changed his clothes.

It has a slight Republican style, and it is thick, more like a cheongsam.

It looks dignified and elegant, steady and gentle.

This dress also shows off his figure, which makes Song Yi look extraordinarily good.

If you look closely, you can see a pregnant belly.

Tang Si pulled and touched his stomach, with affection and doting on his brows: "Would you like to change your clothes?"

He kissed Song Yi's brows and eyes: "Our family has a little belly."

Song Yi put his hands on Tang Si's shoulders: "Just wear another coat outside."

"This is not a belly, this is your son."

Tang Si: "Well, maybe it's a daughter."

Song Yi laughed: "All are good."

Looking forward to the birth of this little life.

"In the afternoon, don't rush back to Song's old house. We can go shopping for children's things."

"Which kid?" Tang Si smiled, "Song Yi kid is still the kid in his stomach?"

Song Yi and his fingers interlocked downstairs: "Our two little friends."

...

Song Nuan ran to Lu Yan.

I really brought cold medicine and food.

The hot little noodles, the little face was flushed with cold.

Lu Yan pulled her into the duty room and asked the little girl to sit by the stove to warm her hands.

"Tell you not to come here."

Song Nuan: "I've come here, you still talk a lot of nonsense."

She feasted on the landing: "Uncle Scumbag."

Lu Yan sat next to her, holding his small hand with his big hand: "Why don't you come here to spend the New Year with your family?"

"Didn't I look at a lonely old man, lonely and cold?" Song Nuan said, "I didn't eat in the morning and brought you noodles. You can eat first."

"Drink the medicine after eating."

Lu Yan had taken the noodles. The noodles were a little lumpy, but they still ate.

"I really don't have a cold." Lu Yan said.

Song Nuan listened, her voice really wasn't so dumb now.

"When do you get off work? Are you on duty tonight?"

Lu Yan: "Not on duty tonight, on duty tomorrow evening."

"We ate together that night."

"What about noon?" Lu Yan asked.

Song Nuan blinked: "Let’s eat in this duty room at noon. I think it’s also good to eat here. It’s the first time for Chinese New Year."

Lu Yan laughed lowly: "Don't you think you don't have the taste of the year?"

"Everyone spends the New Year at home but there are people on duty here. This is another kind of New Year's taste." Song Nuan smiled, "You are only a kind little girl like me who come to pity you and widowed old people."

"Lonely old man?" Lu Yan: "I look really old?"

"age."

"Yeah." Lu Yan raised his eyebrows and looked down at him: "Nuan Nuan, don't disappoint my uncle."

Song Nuan: "Huh?"

"I'm almost 30-year-old old man. Do you want to live up to those who have no conscience?" Lu Yan looked at Song Nuan's face: "You can still find it again. Uncle is really going to die alone."

Song Nuan laughed as he heard it, and squeezed Lu Yan's face with his hands: "Don't worry, I'll give you the end of life."

Lu Yan: "Thank you, don't make me angry at my 30th year."

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