Looking at her leaving back, Tang Si took a deep breath.
The smile on his face was no longer there, and his beautiful pupils were also very serious.
The answer is almost certain, Wen Mu is that person.
Then what is he waiting for to reverse
This question is like an unsolvable poison, absorbing one's mind and disturbing his whole emotions, turning the world upside down.
Invisibly, something pushed him into the dark mud and pressed him hard, not allowing him any chance to breathe.
His whole body seemed to be crushed by thousands of sharp swords, and his mind was in a trance.
He rubbed the center of his eyebrows, with pale and thin lips, he got up to get the medicine.
Forcibly use medicine to suppress the dryness of hostility.
Leaning on the sofa, he let out a long sigh of relief.
Song Yi didn't lie, Li Wen really came to pick her up.
When she went downstairs, there was a slight wind in the air, which was very cold, but she felt that her whole body and mind were happy.
The smile on his face was sweet and charming, and the cold wind blowing over seemed a little sweeter.
Maybe it's because this suit was bought by Tang Si.
Or maybe it was that sound... Husband
There is an indescribable sense of happiness in my heart when I wear it.
Li Wen saw Mr. Song's smile that he hadn't seen for a long time. Ever since she had an awkward fight with Tang Si, the smile on her face was more or less a perfunctory smirk.
Now that he was asked to come here to pick her up again, and all the way down the stairs with a smile on his face, Li Wen couldn't help but wondered, did it prove that Mr. Song and Officer Tang had reconciled
When Song Yi opened the back seat door to get in the car, Li Wen coughed lightly, hesitated, and asked emotionally, "Are you reconciled with Police Officer Tang?"
Song Yi looked down at the phone and listened to Li Wen's words. She didn't raise her eyebrows and answered casually, but the corners of her mouth were still raised: "No."
"So, what do you guys think?" Li Wen held the steering wheel, and the expression on his face was a bit indescribable: "Yes, appointment, appointment pao?"
Hearing this, Song Yi paused while holding the mobile phone in his hand, raised his eyes, kicked the back of the driver's seat, and cursed with a smile: "What yellow waste is in your mind?"
"How did Tang Si get into my car that day before I settled the score with you? How dare you make fun of me here as my driver?"
As soon as Li Wen heard this, he immediately shut his mouth, silently lowering his sense of existence.
Because Song Yi didn't mention this matter at first, Li Wen was naturally relieved that she would never mention this matter.
Looking at Li Wen in front of her, Song Yi snorted lightly: "Neglect of duty, Assistant Li, your year-end bonus is gone."
"Don't, Mr. Song." Li Wen's whole body was listless, and he had to know that his year-end bonus was a lot of money.
Song Yi showed no mercy: "Shut up and drive, or you will lose your salary this month."
Li Wen: ""
Song Yi stopped arguing with Li Wen and looked at her phone. She had never seen this brand of clothes on her, but the fabric was soft and high-end. It should belong to advanced customization, and the price would not be cheap.
I checked on my phone, but to no avail.
I don't know where he got this suit from.
Song Yi exhaled slightly, raised her eyes to look at the scenery outside, suddenly seemed to think of something again.
Picking up the phone, he smashed his forehead angrily.
Brows knit into a rope.
Shit, shit, shit!
I was so teased again that I forgot to ask how he got hurt.
It's really masculine and seductive, and it's easy to make people fascinated.
"Ding—" A message came in on the phone's WeChat at this time.
Song Yi immediately stopped the movement of her hand and read the information on her mobile phone.
It was a transfer message from Tang Si.
One hundred thousand yuan.
[You helped me get my clothes last night, tip.]
Song Yi: "?"
Hannu received 100,000 yuan!
Staring at the screen and pursing her lips, thinking about it, she felt that she couldn't be so straightforward when asking about the wound, so...let's ask step by step first.
Bow down and type.
Li Wen looked at the changing expression on Song Yi's face through the rearview mirror, which was much more exciting than that of the make-up.
His hand holding the steering wheel trembled slightly, and he secretly cursed in his heart, why did this nice girl go crazy
Little Fairy: [Where did I get the clothes on my body, and how much is it?]
Brother: [Not much money, not expensive.]
Song Yi stared at the reply, bit her lip, thought and thought, and finally sent a message back.
Little Fairy: [Then how do you know what size to wear? Did you secretly look at my clothes?]
Holding a cup in his hand, Tang Si stood in front of the balcony, looked at this question with deep pupils, and smiled.
The man seemed to know what she wanted to ask in such a roundabout way.
But he didn't expose it, he pampered and played with her.
Brother: [I'm afraid you forgot, brother washed your underwear for you?]
[Even if you haven't washed it, after so many actual combats, it's time to get the size out of your hands, right?]
Song Yi was sitting in the car, looking at the reply, it was clearly text, no voice.
But in her mind, he was inexplicably imitating his lazy and sexy voice, saying these words in a hoarse voice.
Slightly sarcastic, slightly malicious.
That voice seemed to be lingering in her ears through the screen, muffled and hoarse, the long casting of Gu, as if he was by her side, next to her ears, as if he was messy night after night before.
A rush of heat surged from the tip of her heart, making her blush.
Song Yi reached out and touched his cheek, it was hot.
She opened the car window to let in the cold air, cooling her face.
Tang Si saw that she didn't reply for a long time, put down his cup, and smiled, he could imagine the shy and delicate appearance of the little woman.
Walking to the entrance, he put on a windbreaker slowly, raised his eyes suddenly, saw himself in the mirror, and smiled leisurely.
Is he being a bit too doggy to her? After all, she is a 22-year-old girl.
Thinking about it carefully, when I was six years old, I was already sensible and sensible, but Song Yi hadn't come to this world yet.
He graduated from junior high school at the age of 14, and she was still a child who had just entered elementary school.
Thinking about it this way, is it a bit too much
The man pursed his lips lightly.
Then restrain yourself a little, just a little.
Feeling somewhat guilty, he went all the way downstairs, drove to the garage, and received a reply from Song Yi.
Little Fairy: [How did you get hurt? Didn't you go to work?]
The implication is that if you don't go to work, you can't have a task, so why are you injured
The man was holding the steering wheel with one hand and lazily holding a cigarette in his mouth. Seeing this reply, he smiled silently, put the cigarette between his fingers, put his elbow on the window sill naturally, and lit the ash.
The other hand typed and replied: [Maybe, the enemy is chasing and killing.]
He's telling the truth, and he doesn't know who it is.
He told her the truth, frankly.
I sat there and waited for a while, but there was no reply from the other side, and a cigarette had already been burned.
The corners of his lips were drawn back, his complexion was pale, hiding deep emotions and unbearable darkness.
In the end, he rubbed the center of his eyebrows, feeling a little dry.
As the car started to leave, only the man's gentle smile echoed, mixed with inexplicable emotions.
Maybe it scared her or not.
Maybe he should be more tactful