Being His Little Fox

Tang Si's hand holding the barbecue was slightly stunned.

Song Yi held a bunch in his hand and was about to eat it.

The two of us stood at the door, looking at them, both of them were stunned, and all four were still.

One second, two seconds——

Song Yi stuffed the barbecue into Tang Si's mouth: "I said I can't eat these, do you understand? You have to buy these for me, make me so greedy, you can eat it yourself."

"Cough, cough..." Tang Si was choked by this suddenly.

Song Yi immediately patted him on the back: "Is it all right?"

Tang Si waved his hand: "You are getting more and more skilled in shaking the pot."

"..."

Song's father and Song's mother glared at Song Yi.

Song Yi smiled and shrugged: "I really didn't eat, didn't he come back from get off work without eating? So he bought this."

"Come, Tang Si, come here, Mom tells you." Mother Song took Tang Si to sit on the sofa.

Tang Si could only follow him with a smile, sat on the opposite side, being disciplined.

The scene was a little funny inexplicably, a big man was trained like a child.

"I know you like Yiyi, but you can't indulge her during pregnancy. She is a little younger and ignorant, but you have to be sensible."

"You must pay attention to your body during pregnancy and take good care of it, otherwise the root of the disease will fall in the future and you will regret it when you are old."

"I know mom." Tang Si's attitude was very correct: "Keep the lesson in mind, I must be optimistic about her."

He raised his eyes, glanced at Song Yi, his eyes begging for help.

Song Yi had no conscience, and smiled without distress at all, Tang Si buried his face in the palm of his hand.

Do evil.

Usually he is the only one to train people.

Now it is often for Song Yi, every day being talked about.

"Okay, go with your dad to slaughter the old hen and make the soup tomorrow."

Mother Song: "I will live here with your dad tonight, and tomorrow I will make the soup for you."

"I was thinking of asking you to come home, but it was too troublesome for you two to come here. I thought that my father and I were on vacation at home, and I was idle, so I came over."

"Also, did you two sleep in separate rooms? When pregnant, husband and wife can't sleep together, which is not good for the child."

"You two young people must listen to the people who come over."

"Uh..." Tang Si pursed his lips: "I'm afraid of sleeping irregularly, pressing her down. The beds are already separated, but the room is still in the same room."

Mother Song: "That won't work. You two must be like glue. You went to the same bed when you fell asleep in one room."

"..."

"Mom." Song Yi called her: "You don't need to worry about this."

"That won't work, you must sleep separately."

Mother Song was determined.

Tang Si: "Okay, move the guest room tonight, and I will listen to our mother."

"Dad, I'm going to boil the water, I can rest a while, I can do it by myself."

Father Song raised his eyebrows: "Oh, don't you see that you still do this?"

"Yes." Tang Si smiled: "I used to be a film police officer for a while, and sometimes I helped people kill chickens."

The film police usually deal with the short things of the parents of the neighbors in the neighborhood.

He didn't drive high, he walked up from the bottom wherever he went.

...

Finally, Father Song went to help Tang Si.

Song Yi sat in the living room eating apples.

Sitting lazily on the sofa, with some flesh on his face, but not looking fat.

Mother Song patted Song Yi's leg: "Don't think that I don't know if you throw the pot. Your husband is taking care of it for you and is still watching a good show next to him, right?"

Song Yi put her arm around her, his tone was sweet: "Mom~"

"I haven't eaten it for a long time, just want to taste it once, it doesn't matter if I eat a little bit."

"It doesn't matter at all, once there will be twice, you have to be careful."

"I taught him well, it's also for your health." Mother Song: "If you don't pay attention when you are pregnant, you will regret it when you are old."

"I see." Song Yi could almost hear Cocoon.

"Do you think your stomach will feel uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, it's just a sore back." Song Yi sighed, "It's tiring to walk all the way."

The due date will be two months later, and the belly will definitely be bigger at that time.

Song Yi felt a headache even thinking about it.

"Mom, can I look at your belly?"

"?"

"I want to see if there are any production patterns." Song Yi said.

"Keep it, it won't be obvious." Mother Song rubbed Song Yi's face: "It's not my time now. Now that the technology is so advanced, take care that you can't have that thing."

"Are you still afraid that Tang Si will dislike you?" Mother Song: "If he dares, I will break his leg."

"Don't." Song Yi looked at his mother: "It's too late for him to love me."

"I think this thing is ugly."

...

I cleaned up a room for my parents at night, and then they slept separately.

Song Yi felt that he was increasingly dependent on him.

I didn't sleep in a bed before, but somehow someone was right there.

I can't hear the sound of his breathing, I can't feel him, it always feels empty in my heart.

Song Yi turned around.

She has watched a lot of news, and there are also many TV shows, but if her husband is a policeman in the family, he will always come back late and will be on duty at every turn.

I often travel on business and catch people when I go out.

The relationship between the family was broken, and the relationship became more and more alienated.

She thought about it carefully, Tang Si seemed to be a bit busier than the policeman in the TV series.

But he always has time to go home, gather more and less when he is in love, but always look at her.

Song Yi knew that when she got busy, she really couldn't get out of her body, because sometimes when she was busy in the company, she had no time to take care of others.

"Ding--"

The phone rang at this moment and a WeChat came.

Husband: [Are you asleep? 】

Song Yi: [Not yet. 】

Husband: [Open the window. 】

"!!!"

Song Yi immediately sat up from the bed. Looking back, the man was indeed outside the window.

She lifted the quilt, opened the window, and asked quietly: "What are you doing in the middle of the night? What window do you climb? Can't you go through the door?"

Tang Si: "My parents are chasing drama in the living room."

"Come in quickly."

Song Yi was really afraid of him falling.

Tang Si easily turned in: "Are you worried about me doing this? Really a kid, don't I often do this kind of thing?"

"I have turned over the 18th and 28th floors. This is the second floor."

You can't die if you fall.

The man's tone is extremely light, like telling other people's stories.

He didn't care too much.

"That won't work either." Song Yi: "You are not allowed to do such dangerous things at home."

Tang Si flipped in and sat on the sofa, and easily pulled Song Yi onto his lap.

His eyebrows were dyed and he smiled, "Are you afraid that you won't be able to sleep alone to accompany you at night?"

Song Yi gave him a thumbs up: "Husband, window-turner."

"Small question." He leaned close to Song Yi, his breath was close at hand, and every word seemed to have an ambiguous spark: "I see you, whatever you want."

Song Yi shrank his shoulders, and his face was hot.

His words are scorching heart and lungs.

In the dim light, there seemed to be a deep affection.

He deliberately bit her earlobe: "Don't you want your husband?"

Song pasta is pink.

The ends of the eyes are red.

It hasn't been like this for a long time, like a little girl who just fell in love.

The man scornfully smiles: "I won't make you funny."

"Eat?"

Tang Si didn't know where he took it out for the barbecue.

Song Yi's eyes lit up instantly: "I thought you had finished eating, so you left it for me."

She hooked Tang Si's neck, her slender legs dangled, and couldn't wait: "I want to eat or eat."

At the moment, the woman is lively and bright, and her eyebrows are curvy.

She seemed to be draped in a soft spring, like a sweet warm wind against him.

Tang Si snorted: "Little coquettish."

"Kiss and give you food."

Without saying a word, Song Yi chuckled at him thin lips: "Okay."

"Not sincere." Tang Si: "Very perfunctory."

He has a lazy tone, idlely looking for faults.

Song Yi licked his lips, and there was a spring light in her soft eyes: "I think if I am sincere, you can't stand it."

"Wait later you say I tortured you again."

"I don't want to go back."

These words, this reason, I found great.

Tang Si has always understood himself very well and can control him, but when he meets Song Yi, his self-control or something is gone.

Her eyes were soft, hooking her heart-wrenching feelings: "I want it."

Tang Si's breathing suddenly became heavier.

"Yes?" He touched her lips with the other hand, and Peach Blossom's eyes were full of desire: "What do you want?"

Looking at it, his eyes seemed to be addicted.

She stared into his eyes, as if she could be sucked in, and was dragged by him to indulge.

In Song Yi's delicate and upward eyes, there was a lazy and charming look.

Even if she does nothing or say nothing, this shocking beauty is tantamount to seducing.

"I want to eat."

Tang Si bowed his head and kissed her lips gently, his voice lazily hoarse: "What to eat?"

He said: "Answer well."

Every word in the man's words seemed to be poisoned.

Song Yi's heart beat fiercely.

She buried her head in Tang Si's arms, and when she raised her eyes again, Ming Yan was confused again.

"Eat BBQ."

The little tone is pitiful, but there is another charm that cannot be said.

Hook him upset.

The man has always had a natural sense of abstinence, but now Song Yi feels that something hot is attacking her body forcefully.

The cells and nerves all over her body became restless.

The night seemed to be caged with a layer of tulle.

Facing the mature and sophisticated sultry technique of a man, she seemed a bit too tender for Song Yi.

But the most annoying thing is that this person in front of her, these techniques are all practiced from her, so why does she have no room for parry?

Beep the dog.

Although the little girl was pregnant, she was thin and thin. We felt that there was no weight when Tang Si held her.

Her skin is very white, it seems to be soaked with rouge, and it is ruddy.

"You can't stand it so much." Tang Si chuckled and gave her the barbecue: "Eat."

This matter really can't go on.

It's me who is unlucky.

Song Yi raised his eyebrows: "You're going to be broken."

Just wait and see.

She had delicate eyebrows, and she turned her face off Tang Si after taking the barbecue.

Tang Si pointed to his chin and looked at Song Yi: "Everything is a supplement during this period, so why don't you see any more meat?"

"It's not easy to grow flesh." Song Yi sat on the side of the bed: "Your barbecue has been delivered. You can go back to sleep now."

"Wait later if your parents come in and find out, you just wait to be criticized."

Tang Si chuckled: "We are a legal couple, how can we hide from our parents like a child in a premature love."

"Hurry up, you."

"Don't go." Tang Si stood up, taking off his coat slowly.

Song Yi sat back and said, "What are you doing? If you are playing a hooligan, I'll call it."

Tang Si tilted his head and smiled scornfully and badly: "What kind of a gangster do I play with my wife?"

"Sell." He said indifferently: "If you really want to be misunderstood by our parents, what if we two do something upstairs."

Song Yi: "..."

"I think I am too indulgent to you,"

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

"The doctor said it was appropriate." Tang Si tilted his head, threw his coat on the sofa, and walked over: "But I didn't touch you either, did I?"

Song Yi didn't know what the man was going to do, so he nodded.

"Then now—"

Song Yi stepped back: "Brother, brother, let's calm down."

Heaven and earth conscience, she really didn't do anything.

Isn't she going to come here to provoke her?

"what time is it?"

Song Yi: "...Eleven o'clock."

"It's getting dark."

Song Yi was lying on the bed with the man's palm resting on her ear.

"Give you a suggestion?"

Song Yi's heart beat: "What."

Just listen to the man’s voice lazily.

"Evening is a good time, so you can enjoy the night quietly."

Song Yi hugged herself: "Do you have to pick it when our parents are here?"

"You bully pregnant women, you are not a man."

The man laughed lowly, the sound of his laughter was particularly pleasant, like the sound of a pen rubbing against paper.

Song Yi particularly understood how to pretend to be weak and pitiful, especially in front of Tang Si.

She can take advantage of women's weakness.

These things for women, she used them vividly.

Just like when chasing him, there is enough ambition to make him lose control.

But now, he didn't have the ability to restrain him.

Sweat is fine and dense.

Tang Si chuckled, "Where is bullying?"

"This is called loving you."

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