Being His Little Fox

She sent three photos.

Each one is wearing a white skirt, loose, tight, and slim. She seems to like white very much.

In a loose white dress, she sat in front of the French window and pulled down the collar of her left foot. A large area of ​​skin was white, her collarbone was delicate, and her lines were graceful. There was a looming beauty in the light and darkness.

It also reflects her feminine femininity, and reveals the naturalness.

The other two are even more beautiful, curvy, and even that one, it can be seen that she is not wearing nei.yi...

She was obviously deliberate.

The smile on his face is like a flower, and the fox's eyes are bent, soft and charming, with charm and squishy from his bones.

A naturally charming woman, like a fairy, is addicted to the soul and blinds people's eyes.

Tang Si's lips trembled lightly, took a deep breath with the phone and closed his eyes.

Force to stabilize your emotions and heartbeat.

to be frank.

He didn't think about that aspect of Song Yi once or twice, she was too good at hooking.

The light in the bedroom was shining on him, and there was still thunder and lightning outside, and the posture was like trying to lift the roof.

The rumbling thunder stunned Tang Si's heartbeat.

The man sits on the edge of the bed, his body is smooth, his tight jaw line and Adam's apple are extraordinarily sexy.

He is holding the phone in one hand, and the other is on the bed sheet, with cold white skin, distinct bone joints, slender fingers, and the faintly raised veins on the back of his hand, exuding a **** and wild smell.

That hand grabbed the bed sheet bit by bit, visible to the naked eye.

After a second or two, the sheets were suddenly loosened.

There was a thick gasp in the bedroom, stuffy, from the chest, with amplitude, very **** and attractive.

He opened his eyes, and his thick and sticky gaze fell on the photo of the phone, and the peach blossom eyes were filled with very deep emotions, as if to smudge the entire night.

finally--

Long press the photo with your thumb to save it.

Save all three.

After he was done, Tang Si stared at the phone screen for a long time.

In the end, the tone was deep, and he uttered a word hoarsely.

Flutteringly: "Song Xiaohuli, I will save it for you for a while..."

The leisurely voice, with a bit of bone-eroding hoarse pampering, shakes people's hearts.

...

early morning.

The heavy rain ceased, and the sky was slightly white, under the dim light.

Song Yi was already awake, the first thing was to pick up the phone to see if Tang Si had responded to her.

The result is no.

She curled her small mouth a little disappointedly, her small face was full of sleepiness.

Seeing that they are not up.

She lifted the quilt, put on her clothes lightly and headed to the corridor.

Her hair is messy and loose, but she has a somewhat arbitrary and messy beauty. When she wakes up in the morning, she looks soft and quiet, her beautiful eyes are non-aggressive.

As soon as I arrived in the corridor, the air was filled with the smell of plants washed away by heavy rain.

It prompted her to take a deep breath of morning air, and her body and mind instantly became happy.

She stretched her waist, because she hadn't exercised for a long time, and when she came here, it was militarized intensity training. It was inevitable that she would feel weak and weak, and she would not have much strength all over.

In fact, when she walked in front of Tang Si, she was forced to endure the pain and walk sassy and charming.

In fact, it was like a physical education class when I was a child, and I was punished by the teacher to frog-leap two laps when I came back from the playground. My feet were sore that I was limping.

In the corridor, the woman stretched her waist and tilted her head, and suddenly saw a shadow of a figure running in the playground under the dim sky.

The man's running posture is steady and seems effortless.

The corner of her lips instantly twitched, and she immediately ran downstairs, enduring the soreness of her legs.

Running down to see him now, I can't really hear his gasping.

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