Being His Little Fox

Song Yi looked up at him, eyes foggy.

Without waiting for him to speak, she slowly said, "Is it responsible now? Not only did you touch it, you also rubbed it."

"You can't be a scumbag, right?"

She was not serious and joking.

"Song Yi." The man called her name very seriously.

"Don't pretend to be drunk, don't force me to splash you with cold water."

The man squeezed her wrist tightly, a little painful, and his fierce appearance was a bit scary.

"You really are a scumbag." Song Yi muttered, frowning, and shook his hand to free himself: "It hurts, let go."

Women are soft and petite.

Tang Si twisted his eyebrows, and then released her in the next second.

She rubbed her reddish wrists, her small face was wrinkled, and her tone was aggrieved: "I don't know Lianxiangxiyu at all. No one wants to marry you except me."

The woman's voice fell.

There was silence in the air.

The man’s peach blossom eyes were as deep as ink, and her eyelashes trembled lightly, and she stared at him, suddenly a smile appeared on her face: "Why are your ears red?"

The stars are shining in the black ink sky, like her bright eyes at this moment, no longer drunk and hazy.

He approached suddenly, and Song Yi suffocated his breath.

The man pushed her onto the sofa. She was forced to sit on the sofa and looked up at him.

I saw him sitting directly on the coffee table opposite her, looking at her condescendingly, with deep and detailed eyebrows, unspeakable sexy, wild and delicate.

Mixed with a mature man's breath.

Song Yi instantly felt the smell of him coming from all directions, surrounding her tightly.

Suddenly, the sight was thick and sticky, as if something had penetrated her body, and it slammed into her heart.

Puff, puff--

The heartbeat accelerated instantly.

"Song Yi, do you really like me?" The magnetic voice with a deep hoarse, stretched into her heart.

He asked earnestly and deeply.

Looking at him, waiting for an answer.

Such him is serious and charming.

The man in front of her could be reached by looking up, and the outstanding one was a man she had never seen before.

A certain emotion in her heart is raging in her thinking.

"I'm like this." Her eyelashes trembled slightly: "Do you say I like you?"

The man chuckled softly, lazy, casual, and somewhat bitter.

His eyes were smiling: "What do I like?"

He lowered his eyebrows and could not hear any emotions in a weak tone: "I can't give you anything. I told you, don't like me."

"We have to have a good talk." Tang Si looked at her: "You can't run wild like this in my world."

"We are people from two worlds, and we are all grown-ups. We have to be responsible for our behavior."

"Oh." Song Yi's face did not change.

Being rejected again, she felt indifferent.

"Team Tang, I remember you said before that you have to promise me an unreasonable request." She looked at Tang Si with bright eyes, her red lips curled in a seductive curve.

"If you don't try it with me, how do you know if it is appropriate or inappropriate?"

"I don't need you to give me anything. I have everything. It is enough to give you this person and your heart to me."

Song Yi smiled: "Look, I don't want much, I am not a material person."

Seeing Tang Si silently, Song Yi clutched his pants, staring at Tang Si firmly.

Pray in your heart.

Tang Si, give me a chance, I want to stay by your side, OK?

I want to fully understand him, I don't want him to be filled with a lazy breath, I don't want to let him smell of smoke again.

Song Yi suddenly grabbed his big hand and looked at him religiously: "Should we give it a try? As long as you agree, I can listen to you."

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