Song Yi felt it, and couldn't help but look sideways at Tang Si: "What's wrong?"
She was a little amused: "Why are you so nervous about having a baby?"
Tang Si took her into his arms, and she felt Tang Si's warmth and softness.
In this posture, she couldn't see Tang Si's expression clearly, she only heard Tang Si say: "You know what I'm nervous about."
Every mother walks through the gate of hell when she gives birth to a child.
There are some things that no one can say for sure. Having a baby is bound to be a risky process.
Listening to Tang Si's words, Song Yi's heart softened. In fact, she just found it strange, but she didn't expect how painful it would be when she was born.
But in Tang Si's eyes, how could this little woman in his arms be so petite and small to give birth to a child.
Tang Si's voice was a little hoarse: "The child is born, and I can afford it, but I just want you to be well."
"But I also want you to look forward to his arrival." Song Yi said: "This is a necessary process, you have to learn to treat it rationally."
He is expecting, but more than expecting, it is fear.
"You are already a father-to-be." Song Yi raised her eyes and looked at Tang Si with a smile: "Should I look like a father?"
"Yes." Tang Si touched her belly with his big hand: "You will all be safe."
Tang Si takes care of Song Yi very much, it can be said that she is meticulous, basically she is there for everything, these days, no matter how busy she is at work, she will come back.
This morning.
When going to work, Song Yi stood at the door, put on the tie of Tang Si's police uniform, and kissed him on tiptoe: "Be careful, are you going to a meeting today?"
Normally he would not dress so formally.
The police uniform was neatly ironed, which set off his whole body even more straight and neat.
Tang Si lowered his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Aren't you afraid of this dress now?"
"There's nothing to be afraid of." Song Yi said, "This suit is to protect us."
She knew and understood what happened when she was a child.
She also felt that Tang Si didn't remember it, and she didn't need to mention it. She knew that he saved her, and that was enough.
Tang Si lightly touched the back of her head with his palm, the gesture was casual but intimate: "Go back tonight and meet my parents."
Song Yi nodded: "Okay."
Some things should be settled, and they are about to be settled.
"gone."
"Go."
Tang Si didn't move.
Song Yi: "What's the matter? Did you forget to bring something? I'll get it for you."
Tang Si held Song Yi back, narrowing her peach eyes slightly: "One more kiss, and I'll leave."
Two bodyguards at the door: ""
We are absent, we cannot see, we cannot hear, we are air!
Song Yi tugged at his collar, tiptoed to kiss the man's face, but Tang Si turned her head and faced her red lips.
Tang Si bit her lips: "I'm not willing to kiss you anymore? Didn't you like it so much before?"
Dressed so formally, behaved so hooliganically.
The unbridled villainy on his body is always combined with his righteousness without any sense of disobedience.
The two apparently contradictory temperaments were well integrated by him.
Song Yi said softly, "Give me some influence."
The bodyguard's inner os continues to brainwash online: we are all blind, blind!
Tang Si finally left to go to work, Song Yi turned back to the house. She was almost bored to death.
Why does Tang Si seem to be more clingy
Song Yi's work was basically done in the study room, which was also decorated very warmly by Tang Si.
There are also two bodyguards guarding the door of the house.
She entered the study and was about to read the mail. For some reason, she always felt a chill behind her, as if something was staring at her.
There was a burst of goosebumps all over my body.
Song Yi raised her eyebrows, turned her head abruptly, behind the study, it was empty, everything was normal, nothing was there.
But she felt that there was a pair of eyes behind her, staring at her.
Just like before meeting Tang Si for the first time, that feeling came again.
All the while, it was as if someone was watching her.
Song Yi pursed her lips and searched up and down the room, but did not find surveillance cameras and other surveillance equipment.
She lowered her eyebrows and walked over to draw the curtains.
Sitting in a seat and working, I always feel uncomfortable.
She went to the gate again and opened it. When the two bodyguards saw Song Yi opened the door, they immediately asked, "Ma'am, what's wrong?"
"Is there anything we can help with?"
Seeing them tall and burly standing at the door, full of energy, Song Yi smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just came out to see you, you're quite energetic."
"Come in, don't stand outside." Song Yi didn't want to say, she always felt terrified staying alone in the room.
Ask the two to stand next to her, sticking like a telegraph pole, it will feel safer.
Bodyguard: "This is not very good."
"What's wrong?" Song Yi pulled them in and explained, "Now that technology is advanced, many people are supernatural. What can you guard outside? What if those people come in through the window?"
"I haven't had time to call you, what should I do if I'm already cold?"
With a serious face, the bodyguard straightened his back and said, "Don't say that, we are cool, and we won't let you cool."
"" Do you want to say it so seriously
Song Yi now feels that these two are standing like two idiots.
Although I feel safe standing next to me, I always feel that this is a bit too dramatic and exaggerated.
But let them stand beside her.
She just sat on a chair to work and ate something from time to time.
He felt like vomiting while eating, but he tossed the bodyguard quite hard.
"Ring ring ring" Song Yi's cell phone rang.
There was no note on the call, but Song Yi knew this phone number, it belonged to Rong Qi.
She doesn't want to sign this guy, who keeps harassing her.
But this number seems to be programmed with something, it just can't be blocked.
Song Yi turned off this card, but Rong Qi didn't know where it came from, and immediately knew her other good phone number.
It can harass people even more than harassing phone calls. Isn't it a pity that he doesn't engage in fraud
She knew that if she didn't answer, the phone would keep ringing, and she also needed to contact the outside world for work, so she couldn't just turn off the phone.
She had no choice but to pick up the phone, and she looked at the chair: "Rong Qi, are you made of dog skin plaster? Your face is thicker than a city wall. If I slap you, my hand hurts. Can you stop calling me to harass me?"
She felt that this person was plotting something wrong.
It was Song Yi who made a call, but his unhurried and elegant voice still came from the phone: "What are you doing?"
Song Yi felt that if she didn't have a big heart and didn't want to care about him, and didn't put him at ease, she would be pissed off by this man's attitude.
She sneered: "I'm in confinement, don't bother me if I have nothing to do."