Being His Little Fox

Song Nuan outside looked like she was throwing in her arms.

Gritting his teeth, I didn't reply to the news, but I was here to pull and pull with other women.

Song Heating went over with supper.

It happened that Lu Yan pushed in the woman at the moment.

As soon as Lu Yan pushed the woman away, he saw the little girl standing at the door.

He was stunned. The woman saw the little girl at the door and smiled: "Come and ask Uncle Firefighter for help?"

Song Nuan looked at her, this woman looked like she was the hostess, domineering.

Song Nuan laughed and looked at Lu Yan: "No, Auntie, I'm here to find my boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?" The woman's face became ugly: "Where is your boyfriend here?"

"He." Song Nuan pointed to Lu Yan and said.

The woman looked at Lu Yan incredulously: "Didn't your mother say you don't have a girlfriend? That's why you called me over."

Women are generally face-controlled. As long as the family background is good, the man looks good, especially a calm and secure person like Lu Yan. If he is his girlfriend, he should spoil his girlfriend very much.

She felt that she was deceived at this moment.

"I didn't expect you to be such a serious person, you would actually deceive people."

Lu Yan pulled Song Nuan over, there was still snow on the little girl's head.

Lu Yan took it away gently: "Why are you here?"

"Is it cold?"

She smiled: "How can I see this admiration if I just come?"

"Lu Yan!" The woman pointed at him, "I think you have problems with your style. How old is this little girl."

"I lied to people saying that I don't have a girlfriend, do you want to step on two boats?"

Hear this woman talking like this.

Lu Yan pulled Song Nuan behind: "I don't have a girlfriend. I didn't tell you personally, but my mother told you. You have to settle the account, and you can go to my mother."

"I told you to leave and tell you to go. It's you who are stubbornly lying here. It's shameless to say something bad." Lu Yan: "Why are you raking in the opposite direction?"

The woman gritted her teeth and finally turned around and left.

It is obviously ignorance to stay.

After the woman passed by, the little girl looked at him eagerly: "I knew I wouldn't come here. It was very disturbing to see this scene when I came here for the Chinese New Year."

"Brought you a supper."

Song Nuan didn't mention anything about his mother, because his mother had always been dissatisfied with the two of them being together.

So now it is reasonable to ask some mature women to come over and show him courtesy. Maybe he wants him to know the charm of mature women.

Lu Yan looked at the midnight snack in the little girl's hand. These things are all his favorites.

The man sighed slightly and took the little girl into his arms.

"Don't think about my mother's things in my little head. It's her business. I will consider the problems between us." He said in a calm tone, "Marry you. It's something I've already identified."

"Okay." Song Nuan smiled: "In the new year, I'm one year older. I'm not the same person I used to be. I can understand. If there is a problem, we will overcome it together."

"Yeah." Lu Yan touched her head, smiling very fondly: "It seems that our little girl has indeed grown up."

"Eat and eat."

Song Nuan stayed with him for a long time in the duty room, and changed shifts at 2:00 in the morning.

Song Nuan slept soundly on his body.

I originally wanted to hold the little girl in the car and take it home to sleep, but she woke up with just a touch.

"Wake you up?"

Song Nuan's sleepy eyes were open: "Why did I fall asleep? I slept very shallowly. I agreed to come and accompany you, but I ended up causing you trouble."

"No trouble." Lu Yan smiled: "Let's go home."

When the shift staff saw the love of the two of them, they were not even more envious in their hearts.

Hey, the single dog that celebrates the New Year is suffering.

...

Lu Yan drove quite fast.

The little girl became very energetic as soon as she entered the room, probably because she just fell asleep.

"Are you going to take a bath and sleep? Still not sleeping? I can hear the voice just now." Song Nuan smiled and said, "Hold me to sleep?"

Originally, I was thinking about molesting.

"Well--"

In the next second, the kisses from the man swept over all over the world.

Gentle and fierce.

Her heartbeat was pounding.

Because he was studying and returning from winter vacation before, there were few chances to meet him. Because he was very busy at work, this time he was relatively quiet alone.

It has been a long time since such close contact.

"Lu Yan..." Song Nuan's entire face was red when he was kissed, and he was panting a little.

It wasn't until the little girl couldn't breathe that she let it go.

The man put her in his arms and kissed her on the forehead: "Miss you."

Song Nuan buried his head in his arms: "You don't even come to see me if you think about me, I think you and I will come directly to find you."

"I miss you too."

"I didn't think like that," Lu Yan's throat moved. "I think my previous thinking was old."

"I want you."

Lu Yan bowed his head, leaning close to her lips: "Can you?"

The breath between the sniffles was extremely hot, the man's voice was **** and hoarse, especially sultry, Song Nuan's whole heart thumped non-stop.

The whole body was numb and numb as if electric current was passing through.

She gripped Lu Yan's collar tightly.

"can."

It's okay to be prepared long ago.

Something should be settled between the two of them.

As soon as her voice fell, the men's dense kisses fell.

"First, take a bath first."

...

For her, he has long been unable to control it.

Being able to touch it now is the limit.

"Really?" Lu Yan confirmed again and again.

he wants.

Really get her.

Song Nuan blushed: "Well, it's really possible."

...

It was snowy outside and the air was cold.

The temperature inside the house is rising steadily.

Really, a good year has passed.

...

Early the next morning.

Song Nuan woke up in a daze.

Lu Yan just came in with her breakfast, and looked at her with pity in his eyes: "Wake up? Wash up and eat some breakfast."

She didn't hurt that much, because Lu Yan was really gentle.

But if it doesn't hurt, that's impossible.

If you move, you still feel sore and soft.

She rubbed her eyes, her voice soft and waxy: "Hmm..."

It's like the voice of a kitten.

Just like last night.

The little girl's body is soft and small.

He didn't dare to be cruel, that small waist could be broken with a slight force.

Seeing her appearance, Lu Yan's throat moved.

Take a deep breath.

After tasting, some things are more likely to be aroused.

Where can it be done once or twice?

He put down his breakfast: "Should I take you to wash?"

She really didn't want to leave, she was very tired.

Just like that, he nodded softly, opened his hands and waited for a hug.

The man bent over, picked her up, face to face.

Song Nuan took advantage of the situation and wrapped his waist.

The little head rested on his shoulders.

"Tired?"

Song Nuan: "Well, I'm tired."

She shook her legs weakly: "It's more tired than running three kilometers."

Lu Yan couldn't help but smile, his tone was very gentle: "I didn't let you work hard."

Song Nuan pouted dissatisfiedly: "Then I am under the force, I don't understand this."

"Yes."

Lu Yan praised her: "Then our little girl is pretty good, she can stand it."

He waited for Song Nuan to wash her face and brush her teeth, and then she sat down to eat breakfast.

Lu Yan looked at her with his chin supported.

She came out more and more beautiful, the temperament is quiet and well-behaved.

Let a man take a look, he can arouse his desire for protection, and he wants to protect him for a lifetime.

And there is another kind, that is, want to bully her severely.

I always feel that the little girl is bullied and crying, so she looks good.

"Nuan Nuan." Lu Yan suddenly said, calling Song Nuan in a gentle voice.

Song Nuan took a bite of the sandwich, Xingyan looked at him: "Huh?"

Lu Yan licked his lips: "Ask a question."

"Ask." Song Nuan said indifferently: "If you ask a question, please report it to me in advance?"

"Yesterday..." He brewed his tone and looked at her with deep and thick eyes: "Is it comfortable?"

"Puff, cough, cough, cough..." The question made Song Nuan choke.

I really didn't expect him to ask such a question.

Her face turned red in an instant.

Don't open your face, and say awkwardly: "It's okay."

Lu Yan frowned: "That's uncomfortable."

Song Nuan: "...It doesn't matter, we can practice technology, practice makes perfect."

As soon as she said this, she felt that she wanted to bite her tongue. What was she talking about?

That's right, it is really comfortable, but how can she be able to speak such words as a little girl.

These words made Lu Yan stunned.

"Does it hurt?" Lu Yan asked again.

Song Nuan: "It doesn't hurt."

Lu Yan nodded thoughtfully.

In my heart, there is a number.

Maybe you can do it again in a while.

And Song Nuan, still doesn't know anything about men's thoughts...

...

After the Chinese New Year, they went down the mountain.

Tang Si went to work.

Song Yi simply cleaned up at home and then dealt with the company's affairs.

She cleans the bookshelf right now.

Tang Si has a lot of books, almost everywhere.

Tang Song was falling down with a book in his hand, and Song Yi didn't care.

Just sorting out the bookshelves.

Just a simple wipe.

Generally speaking, these things are not for the nanny to touch, and the study will also let the nanny in.

Some things about Tang Si are confidential, and they really cannot be known.

"Pattern—" The book in the little guy's hand suddenly fell.

Song Yi looked over: "Tang Song, the book you will give to your father is dirty, he will come back to beat you."

Tang Song's eyes were exactly the same as Tang Si, and Gu Lulu looked at Song Yi.

The look...damn it.

It's really big and small.

How can this get angry.

She suddenly saw an envelope in the fallen book.

Song Yi frowned, bent slightly, and picked up the envelope.

As soon as she saw the words on the envelope, she was stunned, suspicious of her eyes.

The man's vigorous and powerful strokes are very recognizable, the characters are just like his own, wild and magnificent, and very beautiful.

Only on the cover, the suicide note-Song Yi's pro-qi.

These words made her heart trembled, her hands trembled, and she was in a trance.

Then, for a moment, something rushed towards her from all directions, a little depressed.

She bit her lower lip, gathered courage, trembled her hand, and opened the letter--

[Little fairy, I don't know if you can see it, if you can see it, it depends on fate.

My body is indeed worse every day, maybe one day I will leave.

I can't bear you, and I can't bear with this world. You are very good, and the world is very good. I will gradually change for the better. I hope that it will change slowly.

Don't be sad, if I can't make it through, I will always be there.

The meaning of life is different from the inheritance of life. When I die, I live too.

Many people ask, where do people go after death, and what is the meaning of death?

When death comes, the whole body becomes cold and will be pushed into the cremation furnace.

After a few hours, most of the atoms in the body will float to the sky, leaving behind the few mineral crystal fragments left in the bones, which are ashes.

The gas molecules such as water and carbon dioxide produced during cremation will drift far away with the wind and start a new journey, or condense into rain, be absorbed by plants, or be converted into nitrogen. In the next few million years, they Will cyclically grow in various forms.

The same is true for ashes. Whether buried in the ground or scattered into the sea, the mineral elements inside will eventually be passively absorbed by plants and play different roles in life.

Although my life has stopped, I am always there.

Don't miss me too much. If you miss me, it can be me everywhere, but not in my form.

The wild flowers and weeds around my grave can be me.

I hope that this explanation of death, my little fairy will not cry so sad. This is the most practical and comforting thing I can think of.

Don't let me go, and still miss your bad time. At that time, I couldn't hug you or listen to you. I hope you can forgive me.

You can, and find a good father for your child, and I will bless you. 】

The date is the period when he was receiving Fu Jingsheng's treatment.

This suicide note, there is not much hypocritical words, he scientifically explained where people will go after death.

After death, people only exist in this world in different forms.

It's just invisible with the naked eye.

Although the handwriting is magnificent, it is not so smooth. You can see how trembling his hand was when he wrote the letter.

After Song Yi read it, he felt bored and couldn't help crying.

Fortunately, everything.

"Click—" The door was suddenly pushed open.

Tang Si just came back and was slightly stunned when he saw Song Yi sitting in a chair crying.

When she heard the door opening, she wiped her tears immediately.

"what's happenin?"

"Does Tang Song be angry with you?" He put down his vegetables and went over, ready to teach Tang Song.

The little woman plunged into his arms.

After just reading something like that, the man opened the door and walked in. He was alive in front of her, talking and laughing.

I can't tell how complicated the emotions in my heart are.

"Tang Si, I can still hold you, and you can also hold me." She was a little choked.

Tang Si is a little bit in the mist.

"What's wrong? Who bullied you?"

Just after asking this question, I suddenly saw the suicide note in the little woman's hand.

After spending two seconds, he suddenly laughed: "Is this seen? Forgot to throw it, throw it away, unlucky things."

As he said, he reached out and took the suicide note.

Song Yi avoided: "It's not bad luck."

Tang Si smiled and put him in his arms: "I didn't die again."

"This is the most special suicide note I have ever seen. You are quite unique." Song Yi: "Just keep it."

"Fortunately, I didn't die."

Snow fluttered outside.

There are quite a lot of plum blossoms in the yard.

"It's snowing." Song Yi leaned against Tang Si's arms.

"Well, you want the plum again." He kissed Song Yi: "Very beautiful."

I don't know if it is people or flowers.

At this time, the little guy was sitting in the stroller, holding his trousers, slurred, attracting attention.

Tang Si laughed and stooped to pick him up. As soon as he picked him up, his son grabbed Song Yi along, and Ba Hag kissed Song Yi in front of his father.

He can't laugh or cry, and he will compete for favor with how old he is.

"It's owed."

Tang Song kissed Tang Si again.

Song Yimeng realized something.

Now the little guy's learning ability is quite strong.

"You don't always face me as a gangster in front of your son." Song Yi looked at him: "Let's see how he learns."

"You really have to teach a little gangster to come out in the future."

Tang Si: "..."

Well, it's really not a good habit.

Although it doesn't matter if children kiss each other, they can't be like this when they grow up.

"All right, wait until he gets older."

If you want to avoid the little guy's affection, it is impossible, after all, he is still young and inseparable.

Song Yi: "..."

"Come on for another kiss?" He smiled and looked at her, raspy, with a gentle and hoarse voice.

"Fuck off."

Tang Si laughed lowly.

He held the little guy in one hand, and put the little woman in his arms with the other.

Watching the snow falling outside.

Life, wandering on the edge of hell, being dragged into the world again, how unreal.

Some people are stained with blood on their hands, while others are cleansed of blood.

The fragrance of plum blossoms came from the bitter cold, the years of filthy darkness was buried by the snow, and she was covered in coquettish softness, and she walked towards him with the beautiful spring light through the darkness.

In ordinary and warm days, his honor and passion will coexist with the years and endure for a long time.

One year old, year after year, as if in a daydream, but in the real life like a dream, it is God's favor for him. His love for her is immortal, and she will always shine.

And the light of his life never goes out.

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——

Someone loves him. It is his wife, son, his parents, his friends, team members and leaders, and it is everyone in front of the screen who catches up to the end.

I saw a sentence:

"Even at the bottom of the valley of boundless despair, some people stand up, and even in the chaotic and **** era, some people yearn for the light."

I feel a lot like Tang Si, and hope that you who encounter difficulties will work hard to move forward, like Tang Si, be brave, dare to challenge some, be more confident, and not be defeated. One day the sun will be shining brightly.

——

Thank you Tang Si for living through every period of darkness. Perhaps he who came alive in the book is to meet every one of you who love him.

Tang and Song dynasties, wanton. Tang Si, Song Yi.

I hope that when you see these two words in the future, you can think of both of them and the joy and ups and downs that this book brings to you.

This book is dedicated to the babies who love it. The characters are virtual and life is our own.

Thank you for being the sun where the sun can't reach. In my heart, this profession is always sacred and worthy of awe.

Thank you for your support and company, and the wanton extravaganza, remember to keep chasing and love you~

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