Being His Little Fox

Song Yi retreated subconsciously.

Tang Si's hand paused, staring at Song Yi's panicked face: "What are you doing?"

He brought Song Yi over: "What are you thinking? I took the things in my pocket."

As he said, he put his hand into the pocket of the coat she was wearing, and the warmth inside was her temperature.

Song Yi's heartbeat was fast, and there were three pairs of eyes staring behind him, and the man put his hands into his clothes.

How did you take something out of the feeling of the gangster Zhanliang's women?

I didn't know what was going on in my mind, I thought of the various things between myself and Tang Si before.

My ears are hot when I think about it inexplicably.

The man's hand was wrong and he didn't know if he touched her intentionally or unintentionally, Song Yi trembled slightly, and looked at Tang Si in an incredible way.

"Not on purpose." Tang Si said in a small voice: "You are too big, that's it."

Song Yi, who has a voice that is neither light nor heavy, **** and deep, inexplicably sultry, is now full of no fear of being in this ghost place.

The three people behind didn't hear what they both said, and because of the dim light, they couldn't see Song Yi's face and ears red.

In fact, Song Yi couldn't help Tang Si's teasing at all. He didn't move, just standing there, just wanting and teasing, any action can make people brains out a big show.

What Tang Si felt out of his pocket was a thicker wire.

"Click—" The lock was opened.

"Ding--" At the same time, there was a burst of ears from behind.

"They are here." Ningxia Chuan immediately said.

Tang Si had already noticed that when he went down the sewer, he pulled a thin thread all the way, because if someone touched it, it would make a noise.

"go."

After a few people went out, Tang Si backhanded and locked the sewer lock.

On the other side, several people guessed the silk thread and were shocked when they heard this sound.

"Damn, why is this person so cunning!"

"They must have run away."

"How to do?"

"Report to the wine master."

They reported the truth. On the other end of the phone, a man's low-quality voice came with a faint smile: "Let him go, you come back."

......

The night is deep.

After Tang Si's car drove about two hundred meters.

"Boom—" There was an explosion from the village.

Zhou Liang slammed the brakes, and Tang Si immediately got out of the car to look.

The flames are all over the mountains, red.

Obviously, this village was bombed.

The fire light was shining in Song Yi's pupils.

She pursed her lips: "I should have guessed that there is so much gasoline there, I should think of this..."

What can a village do with so much gasoline?

Why can she think of using gasoline to help Tang Si escape the siege, but can't think that this gasoline can also bomb the village?

"do not blame you."

Tang Si lowered his eyebrows: "Zhou Liang, send them back, and Xia Chuan will come back with me to have a look."

"Let the fire brigade come up immediately to control the spread of the fire."

He ordered everything, then glanced at Song Yi afterwards, smiled softly, and said nothing.

Turn around and walk back with Ningxiachuan.

......

In the early morning of the second day, the weather was fine and sunny.

The news covered the incident and the fire in that village, and all kinds of speculation swept across.

After Song Yi returned to the hotel, he hugged Tang Si's clothes and curled up on the sofa, not sleeping all night.

She didn't know the content of the TV.

Song Yi picked up the mobile phone to go online until the news report that was interrupted.

I saw all kinds of speculations on the Internet.

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