"Tang Si." Song Yi stretched out her hand, opened his hands around her waist, got up from him, stared at him, her bright face was emotionless, and her eyes were clear: "Take it off."
The tone is cold and indifferent, but it is not open to comment.
If Tang Si doesn't take off this dress today, she will definitely be angry.
Tang Si's eyes were deep, and he looked at her for a while, pursed his thin lips, and sighed slightly.
There was indescribable helplessness in her eyes, and she finally nodded her head lightly. If she wanted to see it, then she would.
Yes, he can be transparent with him and be satisfied with everything.
The man had distinct knuckles, lowered his head calmly, and unbuttoned his shirt with his slender and beautiful fingertips.
With his tall figure and elegant backline, he moved slowly and untied one by one.
Song Yi frowned and stared. He unbuttoned it, and it was full of coquettishness, and his whole posture was full of coquettishness.
What a goblin!
As he moves down more and more.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, and she could vaguely see the gauze wrapped around his chest.
The white gauze was soaked with some blood, it seemed that the wound was not shallow, Tang Si Ruo looked up with a premonition, and saw Song Yi's expression changed.
He stopped unbuttoning it suddenly, and said calmly, "Is that enough? You don't need to take it off anymore, do you?"
Obviously he was the one who was injured, but he still had that lazy smile on his face as if nothing had happened.
Song Yi walked over and sat next to him, but her voice became much hoarse: "Have you gone to the hospital?"
"It's a small injury, you don't need to go to the hospital." He said it indifferently, as if this wound is a common occurrence, and there is no need to care about it at all.
If I can handle it well at home, I don't need to go to the hospital at all.
What's more, when you go to the hospital, the doctor has to ask how the injury happened. It will be more troublesome for him to explain, and if it fails, the police will intervene. Therefore, Tang Si generally has it in his hands. As long as he can't die, he can solve it by himself. will go to the hospital.
Hearing these words, Song Yi felt as if his heart was choked by something, and there was continuous dull pain, how could this person speak so calmly
"Did it hurt you just now?" She now regrets her behavior just now.
No wonder he had to groan, it must be very painful, that's why he was like that.
Tang Si's peach blossom eyes were exceptionally clear. Looking at Song Yi, he stretched out his hand and pinched Song Yi's tender and fair face, and said in a somewhat funny drawl: "You are so heavy, you don't even have two taels of flesh. Can you hurt me too?"
Song Yi took his hand away, tried to calm down, her nose was sore: "Don't keep pinching my face, it won't look good if you pinch my face."
Hearing these words, Tang Si laughed softly, the laughter came from his chest, and the resonance was so touching.
"Okay, stop pinching." Tang Si's tone and voice were still lazy, flat, and firmly on a parallel line, making it impossible to hear any problems.
Song Yi was really worried.
Seeing his calm and breezy appearance, she was still worried that Tang Si would bear whatever happened to him.
"Then can I blow my brother's hair?" His voice was a little tired this time, and his eyes were deep: "I'm really sleepy and want to sleep."
Song Yi suppressed her lips and pursed her lips, and finally got up to get a clean dry towel.
Tang Si was sitting, watching Song Yi coming with a towel in his hand, he got up.
Song Yi looked at him suspiciously, wondering why he got up suddenly.
With a slender figure, he stood up slowly, and waved gently towards Song Yi, with a faint smile on his lips.
She walked over slowly with a towel in her hand.
As soon as he passed, the man's palm pressed her shoulders and made her sit on the sofa.
Song Yi sat down on the soft sofa and looked up at Tang Si with some doubts.
The next second, the man leaned over and came towards her with a strong and aggressive aura, which made Song Yi shrink back slightly in fright.
The corners of the man's lips were raised, his smile deepened, and his big hands landed on her legs, calloused and numb, causing Song Yi to tremble all over.
The heartbeat and some kind of emotion are rolling intensely in my heart.
Involuntarily, his hand clenched the towel tightly, and his breathing slowed down a lot.
Just when Song Yi was about to speak to stop his movement, Tang Si smiled lightly and moved her legs to the sides.
Song Yi closed her eyes, her cheeks flushed slightly: "What are you doing?"
Tang Si had an innocent face, but there was a hint of malice in his eyebrows and eyes: "I'm sitting on the floor, you have to make room, otherwise why would you wipe my hair."
""Hold.
Seeing Song Yi's indescribable expression, Tang Si tilted his head and smiled lightly: "You won't go back on your word after you promise, right?"
"If I don't sit on the ground, you won't be able to wipe my head."
"" After thinking about it, it seems that this is indeed the case, but isn't this too embarrassing
Song Yi pursed her lips and thought about it carefully.
In front of Tang Si, she couldn't be cowardly at all.
The more cowardly she is, the more this man will push forward. Song Yi is calm and calm, and his smiling face is full of stubbornness.
"OK."
Song Yi's legs are very beautiful, fair and slender, and very delicate. She is not stiff when wearing a shirt.
He just looked up at Tang Si: "Turn around."
Tang Si smiled lightly, without hiding the wicked light in his eyes, and turned around obediently.
Song Yi pursed her lips lightly, and opened them slightly: "Sit down."
Tang Si didn't speak this time, and sat down silently, but when she was sitting, she supported her legs with both hands.
She wasn't wide enough, so he expanded it by himself, and then sat on the ground with peace of mind.
His hands seemed to have a scorching temperature, and Tang's Song Yixin was startled, and she involuntarily tightened her legs.
"Tsk." Tang Si held her, snorted and snarky: "Wipe your hair as you please, don't move around."
Under the light, her tui was as moist as jade, and she was unparalleled in beauty.
Tang Si closed his eyebrows and swallowed his saliva.
The bottom of my heart sank again and again, and I held my forehead helplessly. After a while, I was afraid that I would have to take another bath.
Song Yi blushed and wiped his hair.
She swears that this is the first time she has wiped someone else's hair, and she is so inexplicably ashamed.
She wiped him twice perfunctorily, and said with a breath, "Okay."
Tang Si's hand never left her leg from the beginning to the end, and Song Yi's face was always flushed.
Tang Si's sense of presence is too strong, unlike women, most of his body is cold and clear, but he is hot and strong.
Hearing Song Yi's words, he smiled lowly: "Is it just perfunctory? All right."
He stood up slowly, looked down at her, his eye sockets were deep, making one wish to drown in them.
Under the orange light spot in the house.
Her face seemed to be soaked in pink, and her fox eyes were also wet and foggy, and the ends of her eyes were red.
This look is really attractive.
Ambiguous tight.
Tang Si's breathing stagnated, and his chest rose and fell faster. He felt that he could no longer tease her, and he could no longer look at her.
At this moment, I really can't bear it anymore.
The big hands gently rubbed Song Yi's hair, her eyebrows and eyes were soft, with a bit of desire, and her voice was hoarse and tight: "Good night, have a good dream."