Being His Little Fox

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" he said suddenly.

In the carriage, the slightly slouched voice appears more magnetic.

Song Yi glanced at him sideways. He was looking at her with a smile, as if it were a cordial greeting between friends.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

She licked her lower lip and replied casually: "It's okay."

"Team Tang."

"Ok?"

Song Yi sat down on his side, and a woman's fragrance came, faintly invaded and swept him.

Then she asked: "It's very hard to do this business, right?"

Tang Si glanced at Song Yi with a faint smile: "What? Song always wants to give me a massage?"

He had deep eye sockets, smiled, answered the wrong question, sounded like a joke, and cleverly avoided her answer.

And tried to lead her train of thought.

Song Yi, she is 22 years old this year, the boss of Night Entertainment, the daughter of the Song family. At first, he was a network writer, but after he became popular, he became a screenwriter, changed the script, and made film and television.

The artists who passed through her company are basically on fire. Her ability to shape people is very strong.

Her company is now a listed company with a market value of more than one billion. She does not rely on her family, let alone a penny from her family. She started her business with her own manuscript fees and copyright fees.

With such an achievement at a young age, it is naturally impossible for her to be led by Tang Si.

"I'm not a professional massager. If Team Tang needs me, I can introduce it to you." Song Yi smiled and introduced his own topic: "I mean, are you interested in changing your career?"

"I guarantee your salary is 100 times your current salary."

In a few words, Tang Si knew that this woman was not easy to deal with, and her words would not be so good.

"Okay," Tang Si responded to her with an accent, "President Song is generous, how about you clear your suspicions before you talk to me?"

"……"by!

Zhou Liang changed his clothes and came out at this time.

The night was very dark, and the fog outside was quite serious. If it was darker, the road would be invisible.

Several people didn't say anything along the way.

Until the downstairs of Wu Wang's house.

The night is quiet, and the surroundings are quiet, a little strange.

The cold wind was blowing, and in the summer night, there was a bit of coolness.

"Hiss——" Song Yi suddenly felt a cold on the back of his neck.

Then there was a feeling of pain, something cold and cold, sliding down the neck.

She stood still, afraid to move.

Hearing the voice, Tang Si gave her a glance: "What's the matter?"

"Neck--" I don't know why, Song Yi only felt a bone-soaking coolness spread to every cell in his body.

Tang Si frowned: "Let me see?"

He is asking for permission, after all she is a girl.

"Okay." The woman's face was not so pretty.

Never encountered such a weird thing.

Because in the dark night, downstairs in the house of a deadly deceased, the back of his neck was silent, as if he was injured...

This is weird and frightening.

Under the dim street lamp, he stretched out his hand to La Songyi's clothes, and on the white back of his neck, there was an obvious red mark that was not deep or shallow.

The blood was falling down the neck.

Tang Si narrowed his expression and looked up at the sky.

At this moment, the street lights flashed "Zizi--" twice, and their position was briefly darkened twice.

And the sky above is dark and empty, there is nothing, maybe there is something, just covered by darkness.

Zhou Liang was a little frightened.

"Are there ghosts?"

He knew that he shouldn't believe these things, but at this moment, only these things can explain.

Tang Si scowled: "What the **** are you afraid of in the sun?"

"Let me hear this remark one more time, and you will get out of here tomorrow."

The tone is deep, not loud, but very deterrent.

Zhou Liang swallowed his saliva and said weakly, "Boss, you haven't done anything like someone else."

Why should I be so demanding...

"His—" He dared to talk back.

Tang Si licked his lower lip and kicked his ass: "Go upstairs and check it out for me."

Therefore, Zhou Liang clutched his **** and went away in fear.

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