Song Yi: ""
"But you belong to another kind. You are already good-looking, and you still dress up. Will you let me live? You are an indirect killer."
Song Nuan got up and slowly went to get her bag: "I'm going to class, my parents are on a business trip, maybe I'll be back tonight."
Song Yi responded softly: "Well, you pay attention to safety."
"OK."
Song Nuan was outside, just one word, soft.
Just out of the house, she was wearing a white T-shirt and slacks. She looked youthful, with a high ponytail and a pretty face.
She and Song Yi are completely different types of girls.
Walking is also slow, revealing a bit of elegance, soft and soft, very ladylike, very clear.
She looked down to see if she had forgotten anything in her bag, and walked.
"Well..." Suddenly, she bumped into someone, and her hard chest made her head buzz.
She covered her forehead and raised her eyes, only to see the man's red phoenix eyes looking down at her.
There was a bitter and disgusting breath.
"Disgusting." He said.
There was disdain in the long and narrow eyes.
"?" Song Nuan slowly put out a question mark.
Hit her and call her disgusting
The little girl frowned, her eyes were dark, she stepped back, said nothing, just bowed deeply, turned around and ran away.
Take a bow, and curse you to go to Huangquan Road, and go all the way.
Song Nuan is actually quite afraid of strangers, and doesn't like to talk to strangers very much, which makes her soft and cute, a bit indifferent.
When the little girl bowed and stood up again, there was a gust of wind, and there was a fragrance of milk.
The man lowered his eyebrows, still disdainful and disgusted.
Immediately, his eyes turned to the Song family's house.
After Song Yi changed her clothes, she was not afraid of death and put on Tang Si's suspenders that were not as big as his underwear.
A pair of wide-leg trousers were worn underneath.
After thinking about it in the mirror, I finally put on a small shirt.
Take your bag and wait for Tang Si to come over.
She walked to the balcony, looked down, and suddenly saw a figure hiding in the garden, Song Yi frowned, and looked again.
Hopefully, it was her illusion.
Tang Si came very quickly, and the car stopped steadily at the door.
When Song Yi went downstairs, she received a call from her mother, saying that she was going to have dinner with her friends at night.
"Let's talk about it, I don't know if I'm free."
"Don't go to the venue. Didn't you hear about the explosion in the village recently? It's too scary, you girl, pay attention to safety, don't put work first."
Song Yi: ""
She didn't want to say that she was still at the place where the explosion happened and set the house on fire.
Song Yi talked perfunctorily for a few more words before hanging up the phone.
When getting into the car, the man was holding a cigarette in his hand, and when he saw Song Yi coming up, he stifled it out.
Song Yi found out that he was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses today, which covered his peach-blossom eyes, and made him look a little more wild and elegant.
He was dressed in gray casual clothes with a lazy style, which set off his whole temperament even better.
Song Yi's heart skipped a beat.
This pair of Scum's appearance is really attractive.
"Why are you smoking again?" Song Yi sat in the co-pilot and deliberately took off her coat and shirt.
The collarbone and right-angled shoulders were exposed, the black hair was scattered on the chest, and Tang Si was staring at Tang Si with winking eyes.
She fanned her face with her hand: "It's so hot."
"Turn on the air conditioner." Song Yi said, as if it was really hot, and pulled the sling forward, as if to breathe