Being His Little Fox

Song Yi was about to refute, but was interrupted by a burst of cell phone ringing.

She didn't speak any more, and the phone was from Lu Yan, saying that Song Nuan had gone back by himself.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Si looked towards: "You call your sister and see where she is."

Song Yi was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"Today I have packed my things and have to leave. I met Lu Yan's mother. The little girl had a temper. She didn't let him send her away, so she left."

Song Yi frowned, took out his mobile phone, and called Song Nuan.

Over there, it was quickly connected, and the little girl's sweet voice came: "Sister."

Song Yi was worried that something would happen to Song Nuan. Hearing Song Nuan's voice, she lifted her heart to let go.

"Where?"

Song Nuan: "I have gone home and I am preparing dinner with my parents."

She answered truthfully, and her tone was quite normal, nothing unusual.

Mother Song’s voice came from over the phone: "Xiao Yi, are you coming back for dinner with Tang Si? I just made more. I haven't eaten together for a long time, and I haven't eaten together last time."

Song Yi covered the microphone and looked at Tang Si, "My mother told us to go back for dinner, are you going?"

Tang Si bowed his head, without thinking, "Go."

Tang Si never refused the invitation of Song Yi and her parents.

He is very grateful to Song's father and Song's mother for raising such a daughter. Song Yi has a good family education, good education, and is very measured in speaking and doing things, knowing what to do and what not to do.

"Okay, then we'll be back in a while."

...

Song family.

Mother Song looked at Song Nuan. She sat there, making dumplings.

Mother Song licked her lips, brewing her tone: "Nuan Nuan."

"Huh?" Song Nuan held the dumplings in his hand, raised his head and looked at his mother: "What's wrong?"

The tip of her nose was covered with some flour, which looked soft and cute.

Very well-behaved.

"How is it at school? Are you tired from studying?" Song Mu asked.

Song Nuan: "Fortunately, it's okay, you can understand it, not too tired."

Father Song was next to him at this time, sitting on the sofa, holding a newspaper and asking: "Did you fall in love with boys at school?"

Song Yi told them about Song Nuan before.

They couldn't talk to her directly, Song Nuan looked normal now, and there was nothing unusual.

Hearing this, Song Nuan paused slightly with the dumplings in her hands. She was stunned for a second. She lowered her eyebrows, and others could see what her winks were like.

The tone was very calm and answered, "No, what kind of love should you talk about during the study period?"

This tone makes people unable to hear anything wrong, it's just normal.

But in Song's father and mother's eyes, the calmer and more commonplace, the more wrong.

"Nuan Nuan." Mother Song walked over, just washed her hands, wiped her hands with a clean kerchief, and began to make dumplings. Don’t rely on your cleverness to hide your own pressure."

Mother Song knocked on the side: "I always watch the news of those senior high school students jumping off the building to commit suicide, and I feel terrified."

"Why don't my mother ask you a psychiatrist? Don't you feel too much psychological pressure."

She is making progress gradually, no matter what the reason, she must be tempted to see a psychologist.

Song Nuan laughed at the words: "Mom, those are all because of the pressure of the family and the pressure of study, which led to such impulsive practices."

"But you have never forced me to do anything." Song Nuan: "The pressure from where I came from, I didn't have to work hard to learn. I don't think there is any problem. I don't need to be so troublesome. What kind of psychologist?

"So unreasonable worry."

Indeed, the Song family never forced Song Nuan to do anything, but Song's father and Song mother understood that born into such a family, the older sister was already very good, and there was no reason why the younger sister was not good.

Even if there is no pressure at home, there will be many voices from the outside world, and many people will put their eyes on her.

Naturally, Song Nuan would study well. Coupled with his parents and Song Yi, they have been affected since childhood. Most of the time, the environment depends on what kind of person a person becomes.

Song Yi completed all university courses and postgraduate entrance examinations in advance.

These are all done while he is working on his shoulders.

Mother Song pursed her lips: "Mom and Dad came into contact with foreign education when they went abroad. The psychologists there also said that sometimes people have psychological problems that they can't notice."

"Especially at this stage when you don't have a comprehensive understanding of anything, you won't realize that you have some problems." Mother Song looked at Song Nuan warmly and said: "This is what we want in our house. Yes, your sister also saw a psychologist at that time."

"We go to see a psychologist to ensure that we are mentally and physically healthy." Mother Song said: "It's not that going to see means that you are mentally ill. It's just prevention and making yourself happier."

When Song Nuan heard this, she raised her eyes to see Mother Song: "My sister has seen a psychologist?"

Father Song answered at this time: "Of course, at that time, your sister was more coke than you, and she also had to see a doctor. Everything was taken as a precaution."

Song Nuan thought for a while, and finally agreed: "Okay."

In fact, Song's father and Song's mother were all falsehoods. Song Yi might see a psychiatrist. She was in a good mood.

Seeing Song Nuan's consent, Song's father and Song's mother were silently relieved, and it was considered that a matter was solved, because she was afraid that the girl would be too arrogant and would not agree, would not go, and would not cooperate.

In fact, Song Nuan has always used her sister as an example. She feels that Song Yi has done everything well. She admires and admires Song Yi in her heart, so she has been working hard in the direction of Song Yi.

It seems that even the standard duty of finding a boyfriend is moving in the direction of Song Yi imperceptibly.

But she didn't have this consciousness herself.

At this time, the sound of a car engine came from the courtyard.

It was Song Yi and Tang Si who came.

Song Nuan raised his eyes, looked in the direction of the courtyard, put down the contents in his hand, and ran to meet him.

Song Yi got down from the co-pilot, carrying a lot of food in his hand.

Her hair is slightly curly, draped, wearing slim jeans and an off-white coat, and she looks soft and delicate.

Pants lined her already beautiful legs more straight and symmetrical, a simple match, but it is extremely temperamental.

Tang Si walked around the front of the car to pick up the things in her hand: "I'll carry it."

Song Yi handed the things to Tang Si.

Song Nuan smiled and walked over: "Sister, what did you buy?"

"What are you doing here?" Song Yi: "Just buy something to eat."

"Go in and say." Song Yi blew into the palm of his hand and rubbed Song Nuan's head again: "It's cold outside."

She looked at Song Nuan's thin clothes: "Aren't you cold?"

"It's not cold, I just breaded dumplings in it, and it's still hot." Song Nuan smiled.

"Brother-in-law." Song Nuan looked at Tang Si, cleverly calling people.

Tang Si lifted his lips and responded softly, "Yes."

"Bring me things."

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