Being His Little Fox

Chapter 354: Be a little restrained

A hand behind her suddenly grabbed her back collar, the little girl's face suddenly turned pale, her neck was strangled with red marks, her eyes were blood-red and horrified, "No...no..."

Her resistance was obviously feeble and ridiculous, and she was dragged into the house forcibly.

The ground left traces of hideous struggle.

The wind was rustling outside the window.

Look in through the French windows.

The dark figure of a woman pressed her thin body against the window, hanging her neck tightly, and licked her strange red lips: "I don't like disobedient things."

The voice was murky and gloomy.

When the end sound fell, she raised her hand, and the outline of the needle tube was faintly visible in the window lattice, and the silver needle was like a light. Without hesitation, she stabbed the little girl's arm and injected the medicine.

"Ah--!" The little girl screamed, resounding across the night sky.

The room was rugged, and the night was dark.

A figure in a white coat arrived as scheduled, clasped the girl's shoulders, and leaned over to whisper.

…………

"Not me, not me, not me..."

Slowly, only scared murmurs can be heard flowing from the room, getting weaker and weaker, and almost inaudible.

......

Early the next morning.

There was a misty drizzle in the sky, and the sky was slightly gloomy, gray, and the rain was thin and dense.

One autumn rain and another cold, the weather gradually became cold.

Tang Si got up very early, standing in front of the window, looking at the weather outside, thinking.

Song Yi turned around, opened his eyes in a daze, and subconsciously touched whether there was anyone beside him.

When I found the empty one, I lifted my eyes and saw Tang Si standing in front of the window, which was facing the bed.

It's not bright outside, it's gray, and you can't see the man's appearance, but the figure is extremely superior and slender, and the endless sides are a little more casual inside.

"Brother..." Song Yi softly shouted Tang Si.

"Wake up?" Tang Si turned around and sat down by the bed: "What to eat?"

Song Yi moved, every time she felt sore and weak.

"I don't want to eat." Song Yi just woke up, lazily.

At this moment, she just wanted to sue Tang Si.

"Can you take it lightly next time?" Song Yi: "It's like having this meal and not having it."

"I will die in your hands."

Tang Si chuckled lightly, unscrupulously and unscrupulously: "Then I have to kill you."

Two people say one thing to you, and in the end it was Tang Si holding Song Yi to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth.

When I went downstairs, the downstairs had been cleaned up.

Perhaps it was Song Nuan, or perhaps Fu Jingsheng.

Song Yi looked at the phone, and there was a message left by Fu Jingsheng.

"I'm leaving first. By the way, I sent Song Nuan to school. You didn't wake up and didn't call you." Fu Jingsheng: "Can you two control yourself? Although I didn't witness it with my own eyes, I have already made up my mind why you two I haven't gotten up."

Song Yi looked at the news, raised his eyebrows, and typed in a calm response: "What's up with you, single, body, dog!"

After returning, Song Yi took the phone and ate breakfast.

As soon as Tang Si put breakfast on the table, he happened to see Song Yi's reply.

He sat opposite her indifferently and looked at her.

She has fair skin and reaches for a sandwich.

There was a smile on Tang Si's lips unconsciously.

There was an unprecedented feeling that Song Yi fell in love with him. In her opinion, there was a sense of superiority and pride.

Tang Si never knew what he looked like in Song Yi's eyes. Maybe Yan Gao was alive and well?

He chuckled.

No matter what, Song Yi gave him a sense of stability and stability.

He also has to work hard to make himself the best, if he doesn't get better.

Is it really good to drag her...?

Tang Si pursed his lips and erased these thoughts from his mind.

Maybe it was the weather, which made the whole person feel a little bored.

He looked at the woman in front of him and said, "Where are you going today? What are the arrangements?"

Chatting can take away those bad emotions.

Song Yi bit the sandwich and looked at him with bright eyes: "What's the matter? Are you going to accompany me out to play?"

"Not great today."

Today he is going to report the progress of the case to the Cheng Bureau.

Hearing these words, Song Yi's face became visible with the naked eye. Although he knew the nature of his work, he was somewhat lost in his heart.

She took a bite of the sandwich: "You are kind of like a scumbag who puts on his pants and doesn't recognize anyone."

Tang Si was amused by her words: "Really?"

"What is the definition of a scumbag?"

Song Yi tilted his head and thought for a while: "Aptune raises fish, see one love one."

This made Tang Si laugh, especially the peachy eyes with spring feeling. His smile was even more sultry, his voice was low, and he also smiled: "Do I see one love one?"

Song Yi: "..."

It doesn't seem to be the case.

Tang Si couldn't help but stretched out his hand and squeezed her face: "I have loved you in this life."

"And the last one."

"So," Tang Si asked, "Am I still a scumbag?"

Song Yi thought about it carefully, then looked up and said, "Like."

Tang Si raised his eyebrows.

Song Yi said: "Not everyone can be a scumbag. A scumbag is rich, powerful and attractive, invincible and handsome, invincible, good in shape, high in EQ, and IQ. Such a talent is worthy of being a scum."

Song Yi squinted at Tang Si, "You have such a scumbag face."

Tang Si chuckles: "It's still my fault."

"You look right." Song Yi smiled: "If it wasn't for your good looks, who would rarely hook you up, if you are not good looking, I wouldn't bother to understand your inner beauty."

"If you don't look handsome, it would be the first time you saw my bad temper. I would have greeted your eighth generation ancestors in my heart."

Song Yi also raised his fist: "Maybe I'm going to punch you."

Even if Tang Si is a scumbag, his scruffy temperament and calm and introverted temperament, coupled with his face value against the sky, belong to that kind. You know that he is a scumbag, you still want to get together with him. Something happened to him.

Naturally attractive to the opposite sex.

Tang Si smiled, his lips moved, ready to speak.

The phone's ringtone rang at this time.

Zhou Liang called.

"Boss, Liu Linyue came from the hospital and said she was going to surrender. She killed her father."

Tang Si frowned: "Really?"

"Yes." Zhou Liang replied: "Moreover, the details of the crime can be said clearly, no flaws can be found."

Tang Si: "No flaw is the biggest flaw. I'll come over immediately."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Si had not had time to speak.

Song Yi said: "Go, go back early, pay attention to safety."

Tang Si sighed.

Song Yi stood up at this time and hugged him.