Being His Little Fox

Chapter 183: Are you afraid?

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When Tang Si entered, the people inside were already waiting.

After understanding, there is a village on that mountain. It is said that the people in the village are very strange, and it can be regarded as a tourist attraction.

However, there will be a review mechanism, and those who fail the review will not be able to enter, and no one knows what their review standards are.

When entering, no electronic devices are allowed.

Everyone who went in said that it was very beautiful and fascinating after they came out, so many people yearned to go to that village.

Tang Si asked for the address of the village and the phone number of the person in charge there.

Going to have a meeting tomorrow.

The chief of the police station here is Zhan Jiangcheng.

In his forties or fifties, working overtime is also a common thing for him.

"I called you here so late, let's go have a meal together, I'll treat you." Zhanjiang Cheng smiled, and the wrinkles between his brows deepened: "It should be the first time for you to come here, or the first time Come to the police station here."

Zhan Jiangcheng has rich work experience, but he is also known as a kind person.

Tang Si licked his lips, it was not easy to refuse.

Said softly: "Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom first."

to the restroom.

He took out his mobile phone and asked Song Yi what he meant.

He didn't ask what his girlfriend meant in front of Zhanjiang Cheng. If Song Yi didn't want to, then he didn't go to eat. In Zhanjiang Cheng's eyes, Song Yi didn't want him to eat with him.

Being Song Yi's girlfriend is not considerate.

However, after speaking with Song Yi, what Song Yi cares about is not seeing or not seeing people.

What he cares about is whether his image will embarrass him.

"My eyes are still swollen." Song Yi pouted: "I'm not even pretty."

Tang Si's well-versed eyes stared at Song Yi on the screen, his lips fluttered, and before coming, he still

He forcibly interrupted his thoughts, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't talk to me in this tone, don't pout."

"Forget it." Song Yi licked her lips: "If you can restrain yourself, I don't have to restrain myself."

She was smiling, her fox eyes seemed to have a seductive hook: "Do you think so?"

"" If I don't restrain myself, you will be finished already.

Having been with her for a long time, sometimes she is so soft that he can forget that his little elf is a little fox.

After getting along with her for a long time, he found that there were many things in his mind that he had never had before, more or less colorful.

When I see her, I think about it.

Song Yi didn't wait for Tang Si to speak, and said again: "I thought about it, so I'll come out and eat."

She rubbed her eyes: "If you don't look carefully, it shouldn't be very swollen, right?"

Tang Si looked at the woman on the screen. She was leaning on the back of the chair, lazily, languidly and coquettishly, with charming fox eyes, delicate and soft facial features, always giving people a gentle and gleaming feeling.

The softness and charm of a woman are fully reflected in her body, which seems to be something in her bones.

He licked his lips slightly: "Yes."

"Will you be afraid? There is no need to really have dinner together."

Song Yi shook his head and laughed: "What are you afraid of?"

In fact, as long as Tang Si asked, Song Yi would definitely agree.

She felt that she should let everyone around him know that this man, Tang Si, was in control.

She also felt that Tang Si should also want everyone around him to know her.

So he would ask her with an attitude of trying.

Agree or disagree, I also said that the things in the subconscious mind can be seen as long as you observe carefully.

Tang Si licked his lips, did not answer Song Yi's question, but said, "It will be out soon."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yi immediately turned on the front camera again, took a picture of herself with the dim lights in the car, and smoothed her hair with her hands.

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Suddenly, there was a rhythmic and slow knocking sound. In the silent car, in the dark night, it seemed strange.

Someone knocked on the window.