Song Yi watched him walk over, shrank her legs, and leaned against the sofa.
She clenched the sofa cushion tightly: "Let's have breakfast first."
Yesterday, I just wanted to see if he really didn't reply to the message or if he didn't reply to the message.
Judging from this posture today, I am really busy.
Tang Si didn't listen to her remarks.
When he came in front of her, there was a wild smile on his lips, and there was a little ambiguous smile in his peach eyes.
The man bent slightly, stretched out his hand to hold her arm, and gently pulled her to help her up.
Song Yi only felt that the moment his hand came up, she trembled a little.
He had calluses on his hands, which rubbed her arm a little itchy, carrying his warmth.
Song Yi stood in front of him, pulling her own towel cowardly.
Tang Si stared at her, lowered his head and chuckled, his drooping eyelashes covered the emotion in his eyes.
A low laugh came from the chest cavity, shaking Song Yi's eardrums, this smile was extraordinarily sexy and seductive.
Song Yi's scalp was a little numb when he laughed.
"I'm going to change my clothes."
Last night she was really on the sofa waiting to fall asleep.
With that said, Song Yi was ready to leave.
But the wrist was suddenly held by the man, Song Yi looked back and stared at him.
His deep eyebrows were a little tired, but he still had a provocative smile.
With a low voice, ruffian and mean: "What do you want to change? Will you have to take it off after a while?"
He licked his lips, his crimson lips hooked, flirtatious and gleaming, and his tone was still low: "Or something more interesting?"
His eyebrows and eyes are bad, and his tone is not serious.
And the tone and speed of the speech are so soothing that it makes one's heart tremble.
She likes listening to Tang Si talk so much.
It's really nice to hear.
Tang Si was talking, and suddenly raised his hand towards Song Yi.
The index finger and middle finger clamped the towel in front of her, and the fingers hooked lightly.
Song Yi obediently moved forward.
Because she was afraid of the towel falling off.
The man's fingers touched her skin, Song Yi's heart was pounding, and her face was burning badly.
He blushed up to his ears.
A serious and naughty man like Tang Si really couldn't bear to pick up people and talk.
Tang Si clasped her waist with the opportunity, and her sweet fragrance was in his breath.
He closed his eyes slightly, his tiredness seemed to be washed away by this gentleness.
Instead, there is her softness and gentleness, as well as the shyness of a little woman.
How could his woman be so cute.
Wild and cute.
He withdrew a little bit of strength, really wanting to just crush her in his arms.
Tang Si hugged her and didn't move any more.
Song Yi raised her eyes suspiciously, and saw that his eyes were closed, her heart suddenly tightened.
She bit her lips and remained quiet, without speaking or struggling.
She felt his tiredness, his tiredness, and a sense of decadence lingered all over her body, which was too lifeless.
Everything that just walked in was all fake.
From the first meeting, she knew that laziness and carelessness were all superficial. At that time, she only knew that this man was cold in his bones.
I feel that cold-bloodedness is his truest side.
But maybe now.
Be defenseless and unload everything.
He tightened his strength little by little, and she was a little hurt from being strangled.
But she still didn't say a word, just lying in his arms, feeling his breathing and heartbeat, as well as his temperature, and gritting her teeth, enduring it.
"Song Yi." The man suddenly said, and the strength in his hand suddenly relaxed a little.
"Huh?" She responded softly.
Tang Si rubbed the back of her head with his big hands, and said three words in a calm tone: "Is it okay?"
Song Yi clenched his hands, his heart was beating wildly, he stared at her with deep eyes, as if he was asking for her opinion.
Seeing his eyes like this, Song Yi suddenly didn't want to think about anything.
Just give him what he wants.
life can be.
Song Yi pursed her lips, as if she had made a decision, she clenched the clothes on his chest: "Then, take it easy."