Being His Little Fox

Tang Si raised his eyebrows, without following.

Cheng Ju knew that Tang Si was an old fox with a smiling face. He was very in touch with him, but actually very cunning.

Sometimes even he could be circumvented by Tang Si.

"What can you say straight."

"What can I say?" Tang Si's lips curled up with a lazy smile: "When did I hear your greeting?"

"Just to ask you something." Tang Si's peachy eyes filled with a smile, and Cheng Ju felt a little creepy when he laughed.

Some people laugh gently and make people comfortable.

But Tang Si is different. When he laughs, there is always a bit of fierce meaning in the laziness. The deepness of the smile is hidden, and the little bit of inadvertently revealed is more creepy than the real cruelty many.

Because you never know what such a person will behave in the next second, you can't guess or figure it out.

He is not just angry when he is angry, and when he is cruel, he is a person who can be squeezed by others.

He gives people the feeling that he can't figure out his emotions anytime and anywhere, making people afraid to test his bottom line.

"If this is accidentally sacrificed..." Tang Si spoke, and paused.

Licking his lips, he still smiled at Cheng Ju.

"Can you not tell my family? Let me go by myself, I am alone when I am alive, and I don't want to have fun when I die."

The tone was extremely plain, but the words he said were as heavy as Tarzan.

He doesn't seem to care about life and death, and he talks very calmly about such things.

In fact, when he chose to engage in this line of business, he had a wish. That wish was: die sooner, sacrifice early, and hope to die well.

He never puts his safety in the first place in anything he does, and never treats himself as a human being.

I have never thought about it, and after so many years, my wish has not come true.

It's easy to die, and he looks down on people who commit suicide most.

can--

He has done things like that too. When he can't stand it, when he is tortured to the extreme, it is actually a kind of relief, and cowards would choose that kind of relief.

At that moment, he was cowardly.

When Cheng Ju heard this, his face immediately collapsed: "What are you talking nonsense?"

Tang Si chuckles, completely not taking the words he just said as a very serious matter.

With a lazy smile, he said in a tuned tone: "Isn't this something that will happen? Let me tell you in advance."

"Why does this make me lose my temper?"

"Next time you talk nonsense again, and see how I clean up you."

Tang Si licked his lips and smiled on his face: "I'm serious, don't take what I said improperly, do you take my life as my life?"

He tilted his head slightly and stood up with a smile: "I have nothing but this life."

He didn't feel any pressure when he spoke, because he was smiling.

But this is more touching than saying these words out of a temper.

Saying these things in a temper, may make people feel like they are broken, and make people resist.

Tang Si is different. His way of expression will only make people feel astringent and pantothenic, which is painful.

Like a ignited mosquito coil, it slowly burns the heart in circles.

"Knock-knock-" At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Immediately afterwards, there was a gentle voice.

"Brother, what you said is wrong. There are family members, why not call them family members?"

"We are always by your side."

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