Seeing clearly the man in front of him, he has a delicate face, with a faint smile on his lips all the time.
His face, in Song Nuan's terrified blur, gradually became clear.
"Brother Jingsheng?" Song Nuan's tone trembled.
Fu Jingsheng pulled her up from the ground: "What's wrong?"
"Scared and panicked."
Song Nuan lowered her eyes: "I just went to the bathroom and felt someone staring at me."
"Really?" Fu Jingsheng glanced into the toilet with his deep eyes, and narrowed his eyes. The toilet was brightly lit, and the cold wind was blowing to irrigate the chandelier at the door, and the reflected shadow was also in the toilet. The wall shakes.
Besides this, he didn't find anything wrong.
He raised his hand, lightly pressed Song Nuan's shoulder, and pointed at the lamp: "Did you see it, it might be these shadows, nothing else."
Song Nuan stared at it unblinkingly, and then nodded after a while.
Maybe it really was the shadow.
Seeing that she was still a little absent-minded, Fu Jingsheng spoke in a light tone: "Besides, Xiao Nuannuan is so good-looking, it's normal for someone to stare at her."
Song Nuan was still in shock, but when she saw Fu Jingsheng, she slightly relieved her nervousness.
"When did you come back?"
"Last night." Fu Jingsheng said: "I came back and rested all night. I came to see you after I finished my work today. Your birthday is coming soon. Brother will celebrate your birthday then, okay?"
Hearing this, Song Nuan laughed: "Okay."
They haven't seen each other for a long time. Before, my sister always wouldn't let her play with Fu Jingsheng, thinking that Fu Jingsheng would spoil her.
But she felt that brother Jingsheng was a very good person.
...
Fu Jingsheng took Song Nuan back.
At home, after a meal, the process of eating is not so harmonious.
Song Nuan was sitting next to Fu Jingsheng, and Song Yi was next to Tang Si, so it happened that Fu Jingsheng and Tang Si were facing each other.
"Tang team, don't get drunk tonight." Fu Jingsheng held up his glass: "Anyone who doesn't drink is a fucking dog...."
After saying this, before the second half of the sentence came out, Haha squatted under the table: "Wow!"
What happened to the dog? Discriminate against dogs
Haha looks fierce.
Fu Jingsheng: "...."
His lips moved, forget it, good people don't fight dogs.
The main reason is that when it comes to real work, he can't bite a dog.
The conversation changed naturally: "Whoever doesn't drink is a fucking pig!"
Haha wagged his tail in great satisfaction and left.
Fu Jingsheng gritted his teeth, and studied how delicious dog meat is made another day.
Tang Si poured a glass of wine slowly, looked at Fu Jingsheng, and said in a calm tone, "Don't try to play haha."
He raised the cup, his peach blossom eyes reflected some bright light, and he smiled deeply: "Just drink with you."
In a word, see through Fu Jingsheng's thoughts.
It just makes people feel that it is too scary to be in contact with people like Tang Si, as if there is no secret at all.
The psychological insight is too thorough.
Fu Jingsheng snorted softly.
Tang Si specified that he couldn't drink him, but he was notoriously good at drinking.
After an hour or two.
Fu Jingsheng was drunk: "Drink, drink! Brother Si, drink!"
He held up his glass, stood up and wobbled: "Brother Si, today, I will never stop getting drunk."
His face was stained red by alcohol, Song Nuan tugged at his sleeve: "Brother, you are drunk."
"I'm not drunk!" Fu Jingsheng withdrew his hand and continued to toast with Tang Si.
Song Nuan frowned, and slowly stood up.
Under the gaze of Song Yi and Tang Si, he stood on the stool.
The next second, he raised his hand and moved towards the back of Fu Jingsheng's neck.
Holding the cup, Fu Jingsheng felt his eyes darken.
There is a girl's soft voice next to my ear: "Brother, you are so noisy, take a break, you can drink me for a while, and you can't finish your homework."
"..."
Fu Jingsheng was finally helped to sleep in the guest room, and Song Nuan went to the study to do homework.
In an instant, only Song Yi and Tang Si were left.
Song Yi pulled Tang Si's hand, her eyes fell on his face, observing Tang Si's expression: "Are you okay?"
After drinking so much, that one was already drunk to a puddle of mud, but this one didn't change his face.
Can I really drink it, or can I not look good when I drink it
Tang Si raised his brows faintly and smiled: "It's okay."
The light was on top of his head, which seemed to wrap a layer of tulle over his whole body. His tone was very magnetic, hoarse and faintly smelling of alcohol.
The lazy smell permeated the whole atmosphere.
The man turned his eyes sideways, looked at her, and then smiled to himself.
Slowly rolled up his sleeves, stood up and cleaned up the dishes on the table, and said, "Honey, why do I feel that you look a little disappointed?"
Song Yi frowned and stared at his hands cleaning the dishes, followed his slender hands all the way to see his face: "What am I disappointed about?"
Holding the bowl and chopsticks in one hand, Tang Si looked down at her, condescending, and Song Yi was sitting. From this angle, her face looked even smaller, her eyes were slightly raised, bright and shining.
He suddenly bent over, couldn't help himself, leaned over to the little woman with his other hand propped on the table.
The man's tall figure came over, he blocked the light, Song Yi's whole body was instantly shrouded in shadow, and the masculine smell with a bit of alcohol swept her over, she stepped back until her back was close to the back of the chair: "What?"
His brows and eyes were dyed with a smile: "I shouldn't have answered OK just now, I should have answered very well, shouldn't I?"
The tone was soft and breathy, and the tail tone was deliberately raised a little bit, dragging the tone, and a bit malicious.
Deliberately tease her.
Because of Song Yi's retreat just now, and Song Yi's petite body and small frame, a third of the space in front of the chair was given up, which happened to give Tang Si a chance.
He pushed her away with one knee and knelt on the third of the ground.
Looking at Song Yi closely.
Song Yi blushed, her ears and cheeks were hot, she blinked at Tang Si: "What are you doing?"
Tang Si pursed his lower lip, frowned, and stared at Song Yi for a while.
After a long time, the man put the bowls and chopsticks on the table: "Do it."
Immediately, he held the back of her head with his big hand and led her to his side.
Song Yi shivered and pushed his shoulder. She was frightened by him, and her body became a little weak because of the teasing. She didn't push him hard enough: "Nuan Nuan hasn't slept yet."
This is a bit like half-push and half-yet, half-push and half-yet.
Who can stand this.
"It's none of my business." Tang Si didn't care, his lips fell on the corner of her mouth: "I wanted to clean up the table first."
With an intoxicating smile in his tone, he pinched her chin: "But now I feel... my little beauty needs me to clean up even more."
The sky outside was deep black.
Song Nuan yawned and came out of the study, ready to pour some water, just in time to see Tang Si holding Song Yi back to the bedroom.
"Bang" the door was closed by Tang Si.
Song Nuan blinked her eyes, tilted her head and looked at the door, feeling puzzled.
Could it be that the drunk one shouldn't be the brother-in-law? Why is my sister being carried in, is she not blind
...
at the same time.
The sky is pitch black, and the places that can be illuminated by lights are also shrouded in fog.
The black mist in the dark night blurs people's eyes.
Under the streetlights of a certain villa, there seemed to be a figure of a girl running away, it was hard to see clearly, she was shrouded in this black mist to death...