Song suggested that Tang Si should not speak, and she said, "Can you change the color?"
"I don't like red, how about white? White tends to look big, gray is fine, and light colors are fine."
Tang Si was neither angry nor angry, and quietly listened to her finish.
Then, he lowered his head, kissed the corner of her lips, leaned towards her and replied softly, "As long as you like it, I'll show you the clothes."
"As long as you like, I will breathe for you."
After all, the man's lips pressed against hers fiercely: "Anything is fine."
"Satisfy until you are comfortable and happy."
The tone was slightly breathless, and the numbness went into the heart and lungs.
The man's warm breath felt numb on her face, with the taste of male hormones.
Song Yi felt her whole body tense and her heart pounding.
Something is falling slowly like the rain outside
She never thought that she could really seduce a man like Tang Si who looked wild and lustful, but was actually cold and alienated all over his body.
Now that she really got him, her heart trembled, and she always felt unreal.
Song Yi was short of breath: "I was called outside"
Tang Si smiled: "I prefer your name"
Song Yi blinked and held her breath.
He only heard the last word he uttered: "I."
"Ah!" Song Yi turned her face away in embarrassment: "Go away, go away, old rascal!"
Tang Si stood up with a smile and moved some distance away from her: "Then I won't bully you."
He looked at Song Yi with a light smile, his eyebrows were deep, his eyes were thick and hot, and his sitting posture was wild and bad.
Tilting her crimson lips, she added: "In case the seat that I wiped dry in a while gets wet."
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Song Yi who was poked was speechless for a moment, she bit her lip and didn't know what to say.
Tang Si stopped teasing her: "Put on your clothes, I'll go there first, someone will take you to the hospital later, take it easy and don't touch yourself, do you hear me?"
Song Yi drooped her head: "Yeah"
She pouted, feeling depressed.
She has practiced at the age of 22, which is obviously not enough.
Tang Si is a 28-year-old hooligan.
Dao Xing is really high hum, she is not happy.
Tang Si gently touched the back of her head with his big palm, pampering and intimate.
As if he knew what she was thinking.
A little helpless: "Baby Song Yi, you look so pitiful, it really makes people want to bully you and cry."
"But I can't bear it."
With a hoarse tone and a smile, he continued: "Then try to teach my little boy how to tame me, and you can answer me next time, it will look bigger if you don't wear it."
After finishing speaking, he smiled at her, naughty and ambiguous.
Immediately, he opened the door and got out of the car.
Song Yi raised her eyes, blinked her eyes, and looked at his leaving back, her heart beating wildly.
The man's back is tall and slender, with smooth curves, and he is dressed in black, which looks restrained and imposing.
When laughing, there is always a bit of wild and sultry feeling.
His long legs and narrow shoulders and waist make him look very powerful. If he doesn't pant when he runs, he must have great stamina.
Song Yi suddenly realized that she was admiring her boyfriend and her thoughts were a little off, so she shook her head quickly.
Then he touched his face with the back of his hand, it was so hot
Song Yi tilted her head and leaned on the back of the chair, looking hopeless.
Ah, mother, what should she do in the future!
Will he be teased to death by this old rascal!
Before she could calm down, someone got into the driver's seat in the next second.
"Hello, Miss Song Yi." He greeted: "I'm a member of the base, and Team Tang asked me to take you to the hospital."
"Yeah." Song Yi pursed her lips and wrapped her clothes tightly: "Thank you."
Thanks also to her boyfriend.
"Huh?" The person in front asked, "Miss Song Yi, do you have a fever?"
"Yes, is it?"
"Well, it looks like your face is very red."
"Maybe it's a little fever, hurry up and drive." Song Yi turned to look out the window.
She thought to herself, this is fucking flirting, shit!
Just as he was thinking, the car suddenly braked to a stop.
Song Yi raised his eyes: "What's wrong?"
The driver's tone is not very good: "in front"