Being His Little Fox

Song Yi was stunned, and when he looked up, he saw the man's delicate face. Peach Blossom eyes deeply locked her face.

At this moment, her heart beat faster.

Tang Si pressed his lips lightly, patted her shoulder with a big hand, and told her to sit in the co-pilot.

Song Yi shrank his shoulders subconsciously, and the fox looked at him quietly.

The man's hand stopped instantly.

Song Yi watched his hand slowly retract in the air, and she licked her lips consciously.

She didn't know why she wanted to hide.

Tang Si realized that her position might not be the way she used to be unscrupulous.

It needs to be polite.

He pursed his lips again, took two steps back, and said, "Can I get in the car?"

His voice was slightly hoarse and tired.

Song Yi nodded: "Yes."

Tang Si thought for a while, and finally went around the front of the car and reached the position of the co-pilot.

He sat beside him without speaking.

The carriage was so quiet that only their breathing was heard. Song Yi didn't want to be nervous, she thought she was a person who was in danger.

And even if the man next to him didn't speak, his presence was too strong, and his presence was strong.

The whole car seemed to be surrounded and haunted by this breath.

Song Yi licked his lips and peeked at him sideways.

He leaned on the back of the chair, his eyes closed, and his head tilted up. The jaw line and raised Adam's apple were smooth and sexy, and the curvature of his side face was delicate and just right.

What does it mean to sit in the car and sit there without speaking?

At this moment, the man opened his eyes and looked over.

Song Yi dodged his eyes.

As usual, he should laugh and tease.

Now he looked at her sideways, her Adam's apple rolled, and calmly said: "Song Yi, have a chat?"

Listening to his voice, Song Yi felt very painful.

Because he was too husky and tired, every word that rolled out of his throat was full of tiredness.

"Yeah." Song Yi also turned his head and met her gaze.

Song Yi's pair of fox eyes are calm, still soft and charming, as if immersing the whole world.

Tang Si lowered his eyebrows and did not speak for a while.

This is the first face-to-face conversation they haven't contacted for a long time.

Looking at Tang Si, Song Yi could clearly feel the man's carefully brewing emotions.

She was not in a hurry, so she waited for him quietly, the whole atmosphere was like a stream of spring water, so thorough and clear that people did not dare to disturb.

Time does not know how long it has passed, Tang Si raised his head: "I just came out of it because of Liu Qiang's case. The leader came over, and I will send them away."

He explained.

Song Yi nodded.

Tang Si also nodded, brewing his own tone: "For the person I like, I have communication difficulties."

His voice was weak, and his eyes looked at Song Yi deeply: "Especially the first person I like."

Tang Si's tone lightened suddenly: "Apart from our children, there will be no second."

"So, sometimes, there are some things I can't say, and I don't know how to express, because the first time, I need time to learn. When I don't understand, I always say more and more wrong."

Song Yi quietly waited for his next words.

If there is no good explanation for what happened that day, she will not choose to forgive easily.

But today, she is not sure whether the man in front of her has seen the incident on the Internet. If she sees it, it would be really bad for her to care about their feelings with him now.

"Passing pain and sorrow is a kind of violence." Tang Si said with a hoarse voice and lowered his eyebrows: "Because I feel that you like me, and the only one I am willing to approach, accept and like. Because of this, I am even more. You shouldn’t tell you bad things."

"After telling you, I have no way to make you feel free from pain and sadness. This has also caused you a kind of harm in disguise. I can bear the pain of one person. I don't want two together."

Tang Si has never had any desire to talk, he has always come here since he was a child.

The man licked his lips, his tone calmly on a parallel line: "I didn't expect that my fear of shrinking would also cause you harm. That day you asked me to think clearly and let me answer your question."

"I really can't answer for a while. If I give a short answer, I can't finish my past, and I'm not responsible for you."

"So now..." Tang Si's Adam's apple slid and looked up at Song Yi: "I will tell you about my past, and I will tell you everything about me. Do you want me and decide to leave it to you, okay?"

After this sentence, Song Yi could clearly see the expectation in his eyes.

Song Yi: "Go ahead."

"What I said on the flyover that day were my concerns. I'm not sure if you are happy with me or not. I'm not sure how your emotions are. I will be very anxious."

In the eyes of others, he has always been strong, but at this moment he has removed all the surface: "When I see you hurt, I will panic, get confused, and feel that I haven't done a good job. I don't use the first time falling in love as an excuse, I just think it is. I am useless."

Song Yi pursed his lips and understood: "So on the overpass, you are giving me a way back, because I want to leave, so you speak first?"

Tang Si said, "That's it."

"As far as I can remember, it should be two or three years old when my mother died. Before she died, she seemed to have mental problems, and she was babbling. I don’t know why. She always beats me. Wen Hexiang doesn’t like her either. ."

"That night, I slept with her, and in the middle of the night, I woke up in a daze and was cold."

"I feel chilly and slimy on my hands and legs."

"I have always called my mother because of the pungent **** smell in the sniffing, but my mother ignored me."

"I turned on the lamp myself, and the lamps were all red, and then I found that the whole bed was stained with blood, and there was blood all over my body."

"My mother was lying next to me. She was dead. She cut her large artery and lay next to me. I don't know when she died."

"I was scared to cry, Wen Xianghe heard the sound, and he was also taken aback."

"Then he didn't even look at me or my mother. He just scolded me, Kem, Kef."

Tang Si said with a chuckle: "I was young at that time, and I don't know what he meant."

"Quite naive, he directly called someone to deal with my mother, but regardless of me, he threw me in the yard that night, I caught a cold, because I was covered in blood, I dare not leave."

Song Yi listened quietly. It was obviously not too cold, but it seemed to be icy ballast. Sitting in the driving position, her upper body was numb and stiff, and her bones were cold. There was still a man’s calm voice in her ears, but she felt Blood dripping.

"Tang Si..."

He turned his head to look at her, then smiled.

“In the end, maybe he thinks that I’m standing in the yard and won’t be seen. It’s not good to be seen. He told the nanny to change my clothes. I threw it in the bathroom."

"I had a cold and was groggy. I was in the bathtub for a long time, until I fell asleep and almost drowned in the bathtub when I woke up and was choked."

"I changed my clothes and pants. I wore them crookedly. From a cold to a high fever, I fainted in front of him..."

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