Being His Little Fox

Fuck...

Song Yi stared at these words, a **** exploded in his heart.

Freedom of thinking means that she can think whatever she wants, in any posture.

She felt that the dignity of her little dirty girl had been challenged like never before.

Crossed her heart, gritted her teeth, so she replied--

[Just thinking is not enough. ]

[Give me a chance? Touch you. Or to put it another way, if I want to touch you, can it work? ]

[In short, I also want freedom of movement, for you. ]

After a while, she received Tang Si's reply: [Try it. ]

Staring at the screen, Song Yi bit her lip. Was this a naked threat...or a naked seduction?

This evening, Song Yi was really thinking about something else. I have to say that Tang Si was very capable and distracted her, making her feel that someone was with her on the end of the phone screen. Also let her think of him all night...

...

The next morning, the rain stopped, but the sky was still foggy and gray, and the black clouds seemed to be suppressed.

Song Yi woke up very early, and seeing Mu Wanxue next to her was still asleep, she took a sigh of relief. She saw the sun today and spent the night safely.

When he turned to get up, Mu Wanxue also opened his eyes suddenly. Clear eyes stared at Song Yi like that.

Song Yi was startled, but there was no change on his face: "Awake?"

"You sleep a little longer, I'll go downstairs to buy some breakfast." Song Yi said with a smile, nothing unusual than usual.

"I want to eat steamed buns and deep-fried dough sticks, and hand-held biscuits." Mu Wanxue was sleepy, ordering food in a hazy tone.

It seems like a okay person.

Song Yi suddenly couldn't think of her and Wu Wang's death.

She wore a pair of long wide-leg pants, high-waisted short-sleeves, and the proportions of her figure were even better. He looked in the mirror and trimmed his hair, then went out.

Song Yi was very beautiful, and she seemed to have a gentle feminine next door breath.

Just walking to the door, she suddenly pulled her into the fire escape with a strong force. A scent of tea came with a faint smell of smoke.

Song Yi subconsciously struggled and resisted, and his elbow went under the person behind him.

A big hand steadily held her elbow, and the man raised his eyebrows suddenly: "This strength is really not small, really want to destroy me?"

This sentence, overflowing from the throat, lazily with a bewitching taste, low magnetic, nice and familiar.

"Tang Si?"

"Yeah." Tang Si let go of her: "Did you sleep well last night?"

Song Yi found that she liked listening to Tang Si's words. He was not only a sultry voice, but his tone and tone were just right, which made people feel very comfortable.

She turned around and faced Tang Si. The woman's eyebrows were clear and her red lips moved slightly: "Why are you looking for me early in the morning?"

"Is it so unconscionable?" Tang Si's thin lips raised lightly, and his tone was soft: "I stared at you all night or all night, can you ask me to have breakfast? Beautiful Song?"

His tone seemed to be joking.

Song Yi only noticed that there was indeed a slight fatigue between his eyebrows.

But this person himself is lazy with a lazy tiredness and a sense of depression.

She narrowed her fox eyes and chuckled lightly, her unique voice lightly raised: "Do you know you owe you so much?"

"What do you owe?"

Song Yi spit out a word with his lips to face him.

The man's peachy eyes narrowed dangerously.

He could see that her mouth was very slow and silent, and she uttered the word.

--day.

"Isn't it? You didn't chat with me and asked me to try it last night, but you came up early in the morning? Didn't you owe this or something?"

Tang Si: "What are you talking about? Zhou Liang returned to you last night."

Song Yi: "?????!"

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