Tang Si smiled lightly: "No, hurry up and go in, it's such a short distance, I still have to carry a little thing around."
Tang Si observed Song Nuan, there was indeed nothing unusual about this girl, as usual, she was very well-behaved and sensible.
"Sister, when you were my age, did you see a psychiatrist?"
Song Nuan asked such a sensitive question, Song Yi was stunned: "What's wrong?"
"I just want to ask." Song Nuan said.
"Did your father or mother tell you something?" Song Yi asked again.
She couldn't answer directly, and avoided stepping on the pit, but she was digging pits for Song Nuan step by step.
Song Nuan is not Song Yi's opponent, she nodded: "Yeah."
At this time, Song Nuan seemed to be deliberately pulling her away and not letting her in, as if she had to know an answer before letting her in.
Song Yi noticed it, and she also cleverly guessed what her parents had said to Song Nuan.
"Yes." Song Yi looked at Song Nuan: "This can be checked, it seems to be checked at that time, to avoid our psychological problems."
"Really?" Song Nuan's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Okay."
It seems that her parents did not lie to her.
Tang Si was listening, but didn't speak.
When they entered, Song's father and Song's mother were very happy, especially Song's father, who wanted to pull Tang Si to play chess.
Playing chess with my father-in-law is an academic, and it is neither good nor bad.
Tang Si pursed his lips and laughed: "It may not be a good one, and it may not be a good one."
Song's father is in business, and the business is big. Tang Si really doesn't touch things like chess.
It is very likely that there is no need to give up, he really can't beat Father Song.
He stood up gentle, very close to the people, giving people a feeling of being easy to get in touch with, and he has grown into the appearance of a good son-in-law in the eyes of his parents.
Song Yi glanced at her, and snorted coldly in her heart. When I met her for the first time, how good would this man be like this? It's really hard to chase her.
The more she sees Tang Si like this now, the more fulfilled she feels.
Father Song patted Tang Si on the shoulder: "It's okay, let's play two rounds first, if it doesn't work, I'll teach you."
"OK."
Mother Song was wrapping dumplings and looked at Tang Si: "Tang Si, don't be humble with him, he thinks he is invincible."
"Actually, he's very good at cooking, and now he just wants to bully a novice like you."
Father Song coughed lightly: "Talk too much."
Tang Si just smiled, and didn't respond to this sentence, nor did he flatter him with compliments.
Song Nuan was making dumplings today, and Song Yi was watching from the side, she also didn't know how to make dumplings, it was quite difficult for her.
Mother Song was making dumplings, and looked at Tang Si from time to time, the more she looked, the brighter the smile on her face.
Tang Si was sitting on the chair, holding a chess piece in his hand at the moment, looking at the chess game with lowered eyebrows, with a faint smile on his face, his sitting posture was neither casual nor formal, his figure was just right, and his proportions were perfect.
Especially that face, it is amazing when you smile, and it is very pleasing to watch.
"Tsk." Song's mother smiled from ear to ear: "You look good."
"Your father is too ugly." Mother Song said to Song Yi, "My son-in-law is really good-looking."
Song Yi: "My dad is actually very handsome, it's just that you are tired of seeing him."
Mother Song: "That's why my son-in-law looks better."
Song Yi: "Mom, if you boast again, I suspect that you are going to pry into my corner."
"How can a mother-in-law praise her son-in-law for his good looks and keep staring at her? Don't they always praise their quality and ability?"
"Is there any need to praise Tang Si? It's not recognized as good?"
Song Yi: "His appearance is recognized as good-looking and handsome."
Song's mother: "Damn girl, your mother also eats my jealousy?"
Song Nuan: "Sister just doesn't want you to stare at brother-in-law for too long. Brother-in-law will be embarrassed if he finds out."
Song Yi twitched the corners of her lips: "This is not possible."
That guy in Tang Si has a thick skin.
…
Song Yi went to wash an apple, walked to Tang Si while biting it, and naturally sat on the armrest of the chair Tang Si was sitting on.
Tang Si gave up his position, Song Yi put his arms around his neck, and while eating an apple, he looked at the chess game and asked, "How is it?"
"Who can lose and who can win?"
Tang Si chuckled, and said in a slow voice, "What do you think?"
While speaking, he dropped another son.
"I don't understand." Song Yi said while eating an apple.
The weather was cold, she washed an apple, her hands were also cold, and the hand around Tang Si's neck couldn't help reaching into his collar.
There was a smile on her face, as if this was not what she did.
Tang Si remained calm, that move was really cold, Father Song observed the chess game.
Tang Si raised his eyes and looked at Song Yi, his eyes were meaningful.
Song Yi smiled, with an expression that you can't help me.
The next second, the man's hand held her calf very lightly, causing a tingling and numb feeling. Song Yi trembled all over and almost flew up.
Her calf is actually very sensitive, Tang Si has already figured it out after so many sessions.
Song Yi couldn't do anything wrong, and when he stuck his collar in from behind, he was already warmed up.
He could only grunt and stare at Tang Si.
Tang Si pulled the corners of his lips lightly, and that smile was wicked and naughty, with the meaning of flirting, and a little bit of interest.
But it was inexplicably thick and deep, with a scorching appeal to the heart, drawing people into his eyes.
It seems to be saying that the way is so shallow, but also to provoke him.
Song was angry, and took a bite of the apple.
Tang Si smiled and continued to play chess with Father Song.
Song's father gave birth to the son, and at the moment Tang Si was about to drop it, Song Yi handed the apple in front of Tang Si: "Take a bite, it's so sweet."
Tang Si was about to make a sudden move, but suddenly an apple came over.
This girl... is really...
You have to argue with him to win or lose.
Song Yi thought that Tang Si didn't dare, but it was actually a sudden idea, so he wanted to give it a try and see how he reacted.
Tang Si naturally settled down, tilted his head towards the apple, took a bite, and laughed: "It's delicious."
Song Yi: "..."
Father Song glared at Song Yi: "Don't make trouble there, I'm playing chess with him."
Song Yi snorted: "Your wife doesn't bring you food, why are you angry at me?"
The wife she was talking about was so flattering to Tang Si, it seemed to be so sweet to her heart, she lightly touched Song Yi's calf again.
Song Yi trembled all over, and immediately stood up, keeping a little distance from the old rascal Tang Si: "Let me see how the dumplings are."
Tang Si smiled and said nothing.
Song Nuan: "Sister, don't come here to cause trouble. It's not good to come here to cause trouble after being molested by brother-in-law."
She had seen all those scenes just now.
Song Yi: "???"
She felt that she was an extra in the family.
"Mom." Song Yi: "Do you want an apple? I'll get you one."
Mother Song: "Don't eat, it's busy here."
"Oh..." Father Song's sigh suddenly came from over there.
"Nearly."
This game is a game between the two of them.
Father Song looked at Tang Si: "You said you can't, I haven't played such an exciting chess game for a long time."
The layout of Tang Si is very large, and the thinking is extremely meticulous. The chess game laid out can be attacked or defended.
At first, Song's father thought that he was just being defensive all the time. Only then did he realize that as long as he wanted, he could end this game of chess at any time.
Just playing with him, and hiding his strength.
The most important thing is not how powerful he is against himself, and he will hide his strength and not show his strength, which is even more powerful.
Tang Si: "Good luck."
"It's not because of luck, but because it's really powerful." Father Song: "This game of chess is enough for me to ponder for a long time."
Tang Si smiled lightly: "Where is it so exaggerated."
In fact, things like logic are common in many places. People with good brains can easily win the battle and play psychological games.
Even if Tang Si doesn't play chess very much.
Song's father was still thinking about another game.
Tang Si's cell phone rang.
Tang Si glanced at the incoming call, raised his eyes to Father Song and said, "Excuse me, I'm going out to answer the call, it's business."
Father Song: "Go."
…
Outside.
Tang Si answered the phone.
The call was from Lu Yan.
"Is Song Nuan home yet?" Over there, a man's voice asked slowly.
"En." Tang Si put one hand in his pocket, looking at the sky in the yard that was gradually darkening, and there was a thin layer of fog at night.
As he spoke, he could start to see the white gas coming out.
"I'm back, now I'm making dumplings in the house."
Lu Yan: "Then... how are you feeling?"
"I look normal, there is nothing wrong, don't worry."
"She lost her temper when she left." Lu Yan recounted the situation at that time: "She is, she broke up with me."
In his tone, he couldn't hear any emotion, and he didn't know what he was thinking at this moment. He just asked Tang Si: "Then, should I agree now, or not?"
After all, in the beginning, I just asked him for help.
Tang Si looked at things and problems rationally, and replied in a calm tone: "If she chooses to give up, then you agree, after all, she didn't pester you, and she didn't say she was going to find someone else, so it proves She can still adjust her mentality."
"Here, she also agreed to see a psychiatrist." Tang Si said, "There should be no need to worry about those problems."
After Tang Si said these words, there was silence for a long time.
Tang Si frowned: "What? What's the problem?"
"No." Lu Yan: "It's just that the noisy child at home suddenly came home, and I'm not used to it."
There was a helpless smile in his tone.
Tang Si chuckled lightly: "Is there anything you're not used to? Don't you usually live in the army? You only came home because of her."
Lu Yan: "Well, that's right."
"Don't really like the little girl, right?" Tang Si teased.
Yeah
Lu Yan lowered her eyebrows, she didn't quite understand her heart, anyway, it's true that she's not used to it, and it's also true that she can't see Song Nuan being bullied.
Tang Si: "Brother urges you to get a girlfriend, don't be too late, it is not good to have children when you are old."
Lu Yan laughed and scolded: "Are you fucking older than me?"
Tang Si tilted his head and said softly, "But I have a girlfriend."
"..." The single dog was speechless.
Lu Yan snorted coldly: "If you have the ability, give birth to one, and then come and urge me."
"What are you in a hurry for?" Tang Si: "I feel the resentment that you have no sexual life."
As soon as these words came out, Lu Yan's eyes darkened, and he thought of something...
…
Song Yi saw that he had been talking outside for a long time, so she went to the door and waited.
He didn't bother him in the past, nor did he listen to his phone calls, but just stood at the door and watched from a distance.
Tang Si's back was in the night, slender and tall, with one hand in his pocket, standing casually and lazily.
As she just watched, he took out a cigarette from his pocket with one hand, lit one skillfully, picked up the phone with one hand, and smoked with the other.
Song Yi looked at it and inexplicably laughed.
This kind of him is casual, talking on the phone, laughing from time to time, smoking a cigarette from time to time, in a serious manner, with a naughty and wild look.
Every move is charming and attracts people's attention. It seems that whatever Tang Si does, she looks good.
Tang Si suddenly glanced at Song Yi standing behind him, he turned his head, looked at her and smiled, still talking to the other side of the phone.
With a cigarette in one hand, he smiled and waved to Song Yi, motioning for her to pass.
That look penetrated into Song Yi's eyes and imprinted on the tip of her heart. A simple movement touched her heartstrings.
The charm of this mature man is really...
It could arouse her desire to bully him severely.
The more I think about it, the more excited I am.
Stepping towards Tang Si, Tang Si just hung up the phone.
As soon as she got to the side, Tang Si raised his hand and hugged her into his arms.
"Who's calling?"
"Lu Yan, ask Song Nuan if she's home."
From a short distance, you can smell the smell of tobacco. The cigarettes smoked by Tang Si are not unpleasant, and it can even be said to smell good.
But smoking is never good.
"Is the cigarette good?" Song Yi looked at Tang Si: "It smells good?"
"Like to smell it?" Tang Si put the cigarette in the corner of his mouth, his voice was muffled, low but sexy, with a bit of a provocative smile.
After asking, Tang Si took a deep breath, spit it out slightly, threw it on the ground, and extinguished the cigarette with his foot: "From now on, we should smoke less and smoke behind your back, second-hand smoke is not good."
After Tang Si finished speaking, he looked inside the room again: "Look at what parents and sister are doing?"
They are inside, busy with their own things, and no one pays attention to the outside.
Song Yi listened to Tang Si's words, looked into the room, and turned around to speak.
Before she could open her mouth, the warm breath hit her face, and the man bent over and kissed her lips.
Plop, plop—
Song Yi's heart beat faster, feeling the unexpected kiss.
His breath was full of his scent. The man's big hand was holding the back of her head to prevent her from hiding, while his thumb was beside her face, looking gentle and tender.
This action is crisp to the bottom of my heart.
The other hand clasped her slender waist, preventing her from going backwards.
A gentle yet domineering kiss.
When Song Yi thought that this would most likely be seen by her parents and Song Nuan, she felt even more excited.
Pushing Tang Si's shoulder with his hand, this action was quite willing to refuse and welcome.
Tang Si finally bit her lips lightly, and then let go of her.
The tone was lazy, with a hint of malice, and the voice was low and hoarse, as if it was whispering in her ear: "Hey, cigarettes are not easy to smoke, and apples are not as sweet as you."
"Next time, don't feed the apples, just kiss me."
The meaning of this is obvious, it means to let her kiss him in front of her parents if she has the ability.
Song Yi's cheeks were slightly flushed, although she was used to teasing like a hooligan like him, but the unexpected teasing still made her heart beat faster, just like in the past.