"I..." Song Yi was at a loss for words for a moment, too lazy to bother about this thing with Tang Si.
Tang Si smiled and looked at Song Yi: "Where did you go today? Keep me in the car for so long?"
Song Yi glanced at him: "You can leave by yourself. If you don't leave, you can untie your handcuffs by yourself. Do you have to wait for me here?"
He nodded: "I'm afraid you won't see me when you come back. What should I do if I'm angry?"
Song Yi smiled but didn't smile: "Then I would like to ask Captain Tang, why did you change your clothes? It's different from the daytime ones. Also, where did you get your laptop from?"
"Did you really just sit here and wait for me all day without ever leaving?"
Song Yi: "When you brag in the future, can you make a draft?"
Tang Si touched the tip of his nose, and smiled softly: "But I'm still obediently waiting for you here?"
There was a smile in his eyes.
At least Song Yi is willing to pay attention to him instead of cold war.
"Then can you tell me what I have to do so that you can be with me?" Tang Si asked with his head tilted.
How to do it
Song Yi lowered her eyebrows and fell silent for a short while.
She doesn't know how to do it, but at least she won't agree now.
She will definitely marry Tang Si, she wants to.
But Tang Si had to propose, and couldn't express nothing at all.
He couldn't keep everything from her. What she wanted was a transparent relationship between both parties.
It's inconvenient to disclose the mission, she doesn't need to ask, she doesn't know, but she must know that he is going to do the mission and when will he come back.
Even, if something happened to him, she wanted to be the first to know, not the last to know.
"see your performance."
Tang Si smiled lightly, his voice came from his chest, low and very provocative: "Then I'm doing pretty well now, you see, you're still willing to talk to me."
"Are you hungry?" Tang Si changed the subject.
He sat on the seat, with his legs open naturally, and looked at Song Yi with his head tilted, with a faint smile between his brows and eyes.
Song Yi looked down, her legs were well-proportioned and slender, wrapped in black trousers, looking up, she saw his pair of peach blossom eyes that were born with a spring color.
The raised arc is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.
This serious look is tinged with bad intentions.
Song Yi swallowed slightly, a little bit, hungry
Beauty was dazed, she raised her eyes and blinked slightly: "I'm hungry."
"Huh?" Tang Si smiled with thin lips: "What do you eat?"
No matter what time it is, he is always so provocative, Song Yi eased her mind.
"It's all right." She said indifferently.
After eating, I have to check today's matter tomorrow. However, first of all, I have to find a place to try it out, where is the critical point of my own ability.
Tang Si opened the car window at this time, and a gust of cold wind blew in, Song Yi's fingers trembled slightly: "It's cold."
"What are you opening the window for?"
He hooked a smile: "Look at the way you shiver, the cold shiver, and the shiver of fear, what's the difference?"
The tone was spoken slowly, with a slight rise in the end, as if joking, always a little lazy and faint, with a little hoarseness.
The tone was obviously very calm, but Song Yi felt that every word was like a scorching fire, touching the tips of her ears and burning them.
She brushed her hair, and suddenly felt that the wind was not cold anymore. It's because her heart is hot.
Sure enough, he really couldn't lie to him.
She lowered her head and said in a low voice, "then, what's the difference?"
Tang Si narrowed his eyes slightly, watching her lower her head, he reached out and hooked her chin, making her look at him.
"What were you afraid of just now?"
He was condescending and looked down. Looking at it from this angle, the curved line of the jawline was smooth and sexy, but also clear and sharp. It had both the sexy wildness of a man and the calmness and restraint of a man.
"Can you tell me?"
Song Yi frowned, wanting to say, no.
But his chest was stuffy, as if it was blocked by something, and he couldn't say anything.
Even though it was night, it was late autumn night, but she felt a little dry in her heart for no reason.
Maybe I just don't want him to know why, but I really can't bear to lie to him.
He appeared to be pressing step by step without haste, as if he was hunting his prey, trapping it, and then attacking.
All of this is just that he wants to know what he experienced outside today.
She bit her lower lip, and suddenly clenched her clothes tightly between her fingers: "I won't tell you, are you going to kill me with this posture?"
She has never been the kind of person who can be manipulated by others, but she can always be easily pinched by him.
But as long as there is a slight chance to break free, she will not give up.
Stubbornness is also sexy engraved in her bones.
"Heh" Without thinking, Tang Si smiled lightly and let go of Song Yi.
Then he leaned lazily on the back of the chair, his fine black hair covered his eyebrows, and his eyes were slightly closed.
Raising his hand, he stroked his hair back slightly, and moved it together, outlining a seductive line.
And the slender hands with distinct knuckles, shining brightly, invaded Song Yi's sight.
Suddenly he tilted his head, opened his eyes, looked straight at her, and didn't speak.
A face was clearly in front of my eyes, and my eyes were filled with smiles.
Song Yi's breathing gradually became weaker.
"Can you see clearly?" He said in a hoarse voice, "Look at me, take a serious look at me."
The cool wind was blowing against her, it was cold, and her heart was dry and stuffy, the chill of the cold wind hit her bone marrow, and the bone marrow exuded scorching dryness.
This made Song Yi inexplicably uncomfortable.
He is wild like the horizon, without boundaries, like a deep sea, bottomless, but it can give people a sense of restraint and stability.
Song Yi really listened to what he said, and looked at him seriously, as if being sucked into the deep seabed, sinking, sinking.
The man's Adam's apple rolled, and his crimson and bright thin lips curled up a faint smile that seemed to contain a bit of astringency: "I really, am I not worthy of your trust?"
Her heart tightened suddenly, her eyes were dull, and she stared at him blankly.
This sentence, as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold, fell on the tip of her heart, making her dull and dry heart feel even more indistinguishable pain.
She was hit directly, her thoughts were broken, and her mind went blank.
Tang Si lowered his eyes and stopped looking at her.
The thin lips slowly curved into a faint smile, as if muttering to himself: "So that's how it is."
"knew."
"No, it's not." Song Yi came back to his senses and said, "It's not like that."
The man suddenly looked up and saw her panicked eyes.
The thin lips evoked a wild and sexy arc: "Don't panic."
He smiled at the end of his eyes: "It's just a moment of emotion."
He stretched out his hand and gently rubbed her earlobe with his fingertips, exuding an ambiguous and hot taste: "I will let you know that I am trustworthy and worthy of your jump."
"Song Yi's body and mind belong to me."