Being His Little Fox

He shook his hand.

Almost I can think of the appearance of Song Yi opposite the phone.

The man's brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes flashed randomly, and the deep emotion and calmness in his eyes were instantly wiped out by the ringtone.

At this moment, his heart was upset, thumping, shaking his ribs.

For the first time he was totally unreasonable, his mind was blank, nervous and panic...

After a few deep breaths, I wanted to calm myself down.

Looking down at the video call, his hands still couldn't stop shaking, I don't know if it was agitated or panicked, or maybe both.

When faced with the rain of bullets, his heart was never so disturbed.

He wanted to press answer, but he didn't press it several times.

Feeling anxious, press it directly.

"Pa-ta-" With too much strength, the phone fell to the ground.

"Fuck..."

The man cursed in a low voice, and quickly stepped over to pick it up.

"Boss! This is your thing, we are ready to set off." Zhou Liang ran from a distance at this time, holding a large pile in his hand.

With a "pop", a large pile of things hit the phone directly, and he looked up--

Seeing the man with a calm face, there seemed to be a storm brewing in his eyes.

The handle of the box he was holding tightly, swallowed his saliva, and looked at Tang Si carefully: "What, what's wrong...?"

Tang Si like this is too terrifying. There is no expression on his face, but there is a deep cold spreading, and his back is cold.

Tang Si directly pulled Zhou Liang's box open: "Get up."

Zhou Liang Lianren took the box back two steps.

Just moved the box, the phone is still on, ready to pick it up.

The screen went out suddenly.

Tang Si picked it up quickly, but couldn't open it, and the screen could no longer light up.

He made a sudden stop, and after a few seconds in a daze, he raised his leg and kicked Zhou Liang's calf.

Almost squeezed a sentence from between the teeth: "Are you **** rushing to reincarnate?"

"Is the eyes long and on the ass?"

Zhou Liang was panicked and afraid.

Damn it! I don't even know what the **** is pressing the phone.

It's a coincidence!

"I, I don't know..." Zhou Liang shivered, looked at Tang Si and said, "Big, big deal, I will pay you."

Tang Si glanced at him, his black eyes were secretly impatient, but he didn't speak any more.

Of course he would not let Zhou Liang pay.

It’s just that the photos I just saved in this phone are gone.

Song Yi's video was also missed.

That kind of irritability and depression entangled the apex of my heart.

"Boss... I really didn't mean it." Zhou Liang was about to cry.

I almost went up to hold Tang Si's thigh to stop him from getting angry.

Tang Si didn't say anything, and you couldn't feel his emotions. The unknown feeling was extremely terrifying.

"Okay." Tang Si frowned and said, "It's getting more and more like a lady."

"Wait 10 minutes for me."

After speaking, he took the phone and went to the technical department.

Hope to recover.

...

Into the mountain.

The sight of the foggy blurry man.

A total of three groups of people, separated into the mountains.

Song Yi, Zhan Qinxi, and a follow-up photographer.

Song Yi wore a long white compassionate shirt to his upper body, and a corner of the compassionate shirt was stuck into his pants.

The lower body was wearing tight black trousers, wrapped up a pair of straight and slender legs, revealing the symmetrical lines of the legs, and a pair of Martin boots were stepped on under his feet.

A simple collocation, but showing an unusual temperament, the delicate and bright softness seems to be inseparable from her.

She wore a gray fisherman's hat, which covered most of her face, except for the faint red lips.

"Song Yi." Suddenly, someone called her.

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