Being His Little Fox

Perhaps it was a sad mood, Song Yi calmly moved away from his sight.

At this moment, Song Yi knew something in his heart.

...

They had a barbecue, and they didn't talk about it for a long time after supper.

That night, Mu Wanxue and Song Yi slept together.

But Song Yi didn't fall asleep almost all night.

Because she was still thinking about the figure in the study, because the real one did not seem to be an illusion. Moreover, she is actually not used to sleeping with others.

So I can't fall asleep too much.

It is late at night, and both the room and the inside are quiet.

The dark sky outside the window was suppressed, and dark clouds covered the moonlight.

"Boom--" Thunder and lightning caught lightning, illuminating the room for a moment.

It was at this moment that Song Yi felt the people around him move.

She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

After closing his eyes, I couldn't see anything. It just felt like Mu Wanxue got up and got out of bed. After going out, he seemed to have taken something.

I heard her slow footsteps walking back.

Song Yi's hand under the blanket, clenched the sheets tightly, and his clear heartbeat sounded in his ears.

Hearing her footsteps gradually approaching, Song Yi's heartbeat became more violent, and she was about to turn over and pretend to be awakened by thunder.

"Ling Ling Ling--" Song Yi's cell phone rang suddenly and harshly in the dark room.

Song Yi's body trembled easily, and she also clearly felt Mu Wanxue's footsteps pause.

She touched the phone in a daze, opened her eyes, the caller ID was just a string of numbers.

It's a strange phone.

Song Yi stood up with his mobile phone in his arm, and pulled the bedside lamp, the room light dimmed.

"Boom--" There was lightning and thunder again.

It happened that at this moment, Song Yi saw Mu Wanxue standing by the bed. At the moment when the lightning came on, she saw Mu Wanxue's face staring at her a bit bleak and weird...

Song Yi was so scared that he almost couldn't hold the phone in his hand.

She felt pretty good in her heart, and eased her emotions: "Huh? Xuexue? Still not sleeping?"

Mu Wanxue raised the water cup in his hand: "Those who slept in the middle of the night, I felt a little thirsty. Go and pour some water. I didn't turn on the lights for fear that the light would irritate you. After all, you worked hard until the middle of the night."

She spoke frankly and her face was normal.

Song Yi held the ringing cell phone in his hand and nodded his head: "I answer the call, and I don't know which **** called me in the middle of the night."

She is very grateful for this bastard, but under the situation just now, she is actually very guilty in her heart.

Song Yi came up as an insecure person. Deep down in her heart, she didn't trust anyone, even her good friend.

Even her own father and mother, she would not really believe it deeply.

Before, she was betrayed too hard.

Song Yi got up and walked out of the bedroom: "Hello?"

"Song Yi." On the other end of the phone, a man's voice came slowly, which was exceptionally calm and clear in the rainy night.

Song Yi was startled slightly: "Team Tang?"

"Well, I'm across from you." He explained briefly and bluntly, as if he didn't want to say any extra nonsense.

Song Yi was stunned for a second. The next second seemed to have some hope. She raised her head instantly, her eyes were empty: "..."

She rubbed her hair a little irritably, "Is it funny?"

"Slippers, pajamas, living room, messy hair, grumpy expression. Like a little madman." Over the phone, Tang Si's calm and self-contained voice came.

His voice belonged to the lazy one, so he calmed down. Extraordinarily clean, spotless and nice.

"You're a little lunatic--" Song Yi said, raising her head, and suddenly, when she saw her image printed on the glass surface of the living room, her tone rose: "Are you watching me?"

"I'm saving you, otherwise you will be naked tomorrow morning—"

Song Yi: "Can you stop being serious?"

She is so scared to death now.

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