Being His Little Fox

Gu Nanjiu narrowed his eyes to look at Song Nuan, with a smile on his lips, and licked his lips slightly, as if he knew what the girl was going to do.

Therefore, Dan Feng's eyes were a little more playful and interesting.

He leaned towards the little girl slightly.

With a pure smile on Song Nuan's face, he squinted toward Gu Nanjiu.

Gently hugged Gu Nanjiu, without doing anything.

This was beyond Gu Nanjiu's expectation. He was taken aback for a moment. In his breath, there was a scent of fragrant milk on the girl's body. It was faint, but refreshing, and it smelled very good.

Song Nuan's voice was soft and waxy: "What the teacher says is what it is."

"With you, can I still live a normal life? I can't bear my family and my classmates."

"Furthermore, teacher, I still have no confidence in my physics, and I am afraid of failing the subject. Can you give me a back door?"

This is the emotion that a normal girl should have.

If Song Nuan directly and unconditionally said that he wanted to go with him, that would be really questionable.

Gu Nanjiu looked at Song Nuan's eyes, her eyes were pure, without any impurities, and she was very serious when she said these words.

That clear feeling seemed to be able to render everything around.

Gu Nanjiu's heart jumped slightly faster, staring at Song Nuan, his Adam's apple slid slightly: "Yes."

"As long as you obediently listen to whatever the teacher says, the teacher can satisfy your request. The police suspect you, and the doubt will be resolved soon."

"Now, go to have a meal with me?"

He rubbed Song Nuan's head lightly, his movements were very affectionate and gentle, so gentle that he had an extremely strange and sick feeling.

The drivers in front felt that such a picture was too shocking.

It’s not like gentleness anymore, it’s more like a sense of joy after a certain possessiveness has been satisfied. After all, the driver has been following Gu Nanjiu for many years. Even if the driver can’t fully understand who Gu Nanjiu is, he still It's definitely not as gentle as jade on the surface.

Listening to the gentle and soft voice of the man, Song Nuan frowned slightly, but it was fleeting: "Okay."

In the face of such a man, the best way is to obey and wait for the opportunity, instead of trying hard when he is unable to run away.

A fool would do this.

This is what Song Yi taught her.

In this world, there are many things, the basic source of which comes from their inability and temper.

People must learn to hold back their temper, look at everything rationally, learn to measure the opposition and their own strength, and come up with the best solution objectively, instead of following their temper.

In many cases, nothing can be achieved.

Seeing Song Nuan agree, Gu Nanjiu nodded with satisfaction.

"Today's Nuan Nuan is very good."

Song Nuan sat down, even if she was sitting in the back row, she really wore a seat belt seriously. She was really a good student, and she was so cute.

When Gu Nanjiu saw her wearing a seat belt, he thought about it slightly, and finally fastened his seat belt.

The driver in front: "..."

......

After the doctor showed Song Yi, there was nothing serious, so he could just be discharged from the hospital, get the medicine, and just take a good rest after returning.

When Tang Si followed Song Yi out of the hospital, he kept looking at Song Yi, his eyes seemed to wish him to carry Song Yi home directly.

Song Opinion Tang Si did not follow up, and looked back at Tang Si.

The man walked in a majestic posture, with a somewhat lazy scent, his eyebrows were dyed with a scornful smile, his peach blossom eyes were clear and cold, but he looked at her a little softer.

When she saw her looking back, the man immediately said, "What's the matter?"

"Go faster, I'm a bit hungry and want to go home and eat hot pot~"

"You eat less spicy food, avoid your mouth, and heal your wounds."

Song Yi: "It's just skin trauma."

In the end, Tang Si still couldn't help Song Yi.

"If you go home to eat, will you clean up the house?" Song Yi stopped and naturally took Tang Si's hand.

Tang Si took her hand smoothly. Replied: "Yes."

"You are engaged in criminal investigation, and your life should be pretty rough, so I don't believe what you said, the hygiene in your home is all cleaned by hourly workers, right?"

Tang Si replied casually, "Isn't that because there is no daughter-in-law to help?"

"But even if you marry a daughter-in-law, it's not used for housework. If the hourly worker is not there..." Tang Si bent over to Song Yi's ear, his tone low, with a bit of hoarse magnetism. With a bit of bad intentions: "How about my husband doing all the housework?"

Song Yi gently pushed Tang Si: "Can you ask for a face?"

"Go find a hot pot restaurant to eat." Song Yi said: "Your home is decorated like a scholarly family. Going in is like letting people enter the temple. It makes people very calm and peaceful. I will eat hot pot inside. There is a sense of guilt."

Tang Si: "..."

After being silent for two or three seconds, he suddenly said: "Can you buy a new duplex apartment or villa?"

Song Yi suddenly stopped, and turned his head to look at Tang Si, "I found out that you are really not bad for money?"

Inexplicably, there is a sense that Tang Si has more money than her?

"No one dislikes a lot of money." Tang Si said, gently hooking Song Yi's shoulder, walking into the car, helping Song Yi fasten his seat belt, then raised his eyes and looked at her closely.

With the sound of breathing and body temperature so close at hand, Song Yi blinked slightly, staring at Tang Si's eyes, holding his breath.

The man gently kissed her on the cheek: "But raising my little fairy is a lifelong matter, it is an important matter, I am happy to spend any money.

When the words fell, he smiled slowly, his brows were wild, but his words were calm and restrained.

The man straightened up, shook his hand slightly, and closed the car door. His movements were smooth and arbitrary, showing eclectic wildness.

Going around the front of the car, the man got into the co-pilot, fastened his seat belt and started the accelerator.

Song Yi kept staring at him. The man held the steering wheel with one hand and placed the other on the central control.

The hands are slender and straight, the joints are distinct, and there are obvious bulging veins. The male hormonal breath is undoubtedly obvious. It is extraordinarily **** and very desired.

Turning the steering wheel with one hand, his beautiful eyes kept looking at the rearview mirror and turned his head.

The curvature of a profile is extraordinarily sultry and sexy, and every move is full of charm.

Especially after coming out of the sewer, the clothes are not very clean, but these stains show a certain aspect of the charm of men.

It's the kind of arrogant and unruly feeling.

It's the kind of publicity that comes from the bones.

After Tang Si turned his head, seeing Song Yi staring at him, his legs were slightly open, he was born with a lazy posture against the back of the chair, the collar was also open, and his **** collarbone was revealed.

A smile was raised at the corner of his lips, and his eyes stared at the front. However, the hand placed on the central control suddenly rested on Song Yi's thigh.

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