Being His Little Fox

Chapter 135: Song Yi I think time is enough

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Tang Si's complexion changed, and he walked quickly to the bedroom.

Haha also quickly ran to the bedroom.

"Woof woof! woof woof!" Whoever dares to bully its mother will be killed by it!

Tang Si pushed open the door, Song Yi had already changed into a white dress, went out, and bumped into Tang Si's arms.

Tang Si frowned, and was about to ask what's wrong.

As a result, the corners of Song Yi's lips curled up, and she hugged his waist with both hands, pulling him into the room.

Immediately, the door was slammed shut.

I still want to go in haha: ""

The dog's paw scratched the door, but no one answered it.

Wandered around the door twice, and finally left with tail between legs.

Today is another day for Gouzi to be abandoned.

Song Yi's strength is not very strong, but it is enough to move Tang Si.

She backed away so quickly that she fell onto the bed.

Tang Si was dragged towards her face.

He supported the bed with both hands so as not to press her down.

The masculine breath coming towards her face made her breathe a little short.

It was she who took the initiative, but Tang Si always had a terrifying sense of oppression brought from his bones.

Song Yi looked at his face close at hand, the man had deep brows and eyes, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

She smiled brightly: "The clothes are changed."

"You just said that you have to take it off after changing it. Is it you?"

Tang Si immediately knew that she was faking the scream just now.

He was breathing heavily, holding his hands to get up.

Song Yi refused to let him go, and still grabbed his neck and pulled him down: "You can't count your words."

She's been thinking a lot about it.

People like Tang Si always give people a feeling of inseparability. On the surface, the clouds are calm and the wind is light, wild and lustful, but his blood is cold in his bones.

To be honest, Song Yi didn't even know how old Tang Si was.

She never asked, never inquired about.

Calling him an old hooligan is purely because he is too real in playing hooligans.

She doesn't know his family, doesn't know everything about him, she just likes Tang Si who is ruffian, serious and careful.

I always feel that he has endured a lot and carried a lot, and if he doesn't tell, she won't take the initiative to ask.

But she will share it for him in another way.

By his side, with him, to help him decompress.

That way can make a man relax and decompress, she knows, so she thinks, not only to help him, but also she really wants to get him.

"You are not like this. I have no sense of security. The relationship is unreal. I want you to belong to me in every way."

Tang Si was breathing heavily.

It's going to kill me.

Tang Si's eye sockets were deep, her thin lips moved slightly, and her voice was very hoarse: "Song Yi, I can give you my life, what do you want, I won't give it to you?"

His black eyes were as deep as the boundless night, and he gently rubbed her cheek with his fingertips, his eyes were so gentle that they couldn't be opened, they were all about her.

Tang Si's voice became even hoarse: "But, not now, don't worry about it for a while."

Bowing his head, he kissed her eyes lovingly and intimately: "I'm not prepared, it's not good for you."

"I can't bear you Teng."

This voice is deep, muffled, sexy and hoarse, and lingering.

Every word hit Song Yi's body, and the numbness spread all over his body in an instant.

Song Yi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her cheeks were flushed: "Because you said, there is not enough time?"

"But you have a meeting at eight o'clock, now it's six o'clock."

"Two hours?" Song Yi said softly, "I think time is enough."