With one hand in his pocket, he beckoned to Song Yi with the other: "Come here and have a try?"
The man's tone was gently coaxing, but also very relaxed.
She listened, swaying in place, watching the man standing not far from her.
"I'm not coming, you don't even love me." She pouted her lips, and she looked aggrieved.
"..."
"You are a man, you have breasts, and you are bigger than me, woo woo woo..." Song Yi squatted down and cried, her whole body was small, in the deep night .
Crying and crying, a pair of straight long legs appeared in front of her eyes, she choked up and raised her head, with tears in her eyes: "What expression do you have?"
"Don't believe your boobs are bigger than mine?"
"..." That is indeed disbelief.
He doesn't speak.
As soon as Song Yi raised his hand, he immediately grabbed Tang Si's wrist.
Tang Si's eyes drooped, and he looked at the girl who was squatting on the ground. She was wearing a training uniform, and the clothes obviously wrapped her body in a large size. Her petite and soft appearance, on the contrary, gave her a bit more of a girl's clarity, and a bit less of it. Very soft.
She is beautiful and dazzling, so beautiful that any clothes can show her different beauty.
Song Yi grabbed his wrist and crawled up, tilted her head, and leaned against Tang Si's arm.
"If you don't believe it, why don't you touch it?" She said, and then she took Tang Si's hand and moved up.
Tang Si felt that her whole body was sticking up, the girl's body was soft and had a unique fragrance.
His eyes were as deep as the black sea, deep and mysterious, making it hard to figure out.
When Song Yi pulled his hand up, he instantly pulled away his hand.
Taking two steps back, Song Yi tilted her head and looked at Tang Si, smiling with crooked eyebrows, beautiful and soft.
She fully demonstrated her own nature and her own advantages.
In an unrestrained and unrestrained attempt to overcome rigidity with softness, the wind gently blew past her, covering her whole body with a soft and charming aura, and the wind even brought a hint of sweetness.
The branches swayed and swayed slowly, carrying her deep ambiguity and hints.
The man's expression was hidden in the night, taken away by the wind, without a trace.
She took two steps over: "Do you want to touch it?"
She was acting coquettishly, her eyes were full of coquettishness, a little drunk, the corners of her eyes were red, which seemed a bit pitiful.
hand, grabbed his wrist again.
"Song Yi, don't provoke me." His voice carried a high level of restraint in the night.
She stared at his deep, ink-like eyes in a daze, her heart skipped a beat, those eyes were calm and unwavering, and he seemed to be standing indifferently in a clear pond.
The calmer and restrained he is, the more attractive he is to seduce her.
She whispered softly: "What's the matter? You're still pissing me off."
"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Song Yi felt her dizzy head spin, and was instantly held on the shoulders of the man.
She is weak and thin, and she is very thin, but there is no shortage of flesh, which is not what she said.
Tang Si can lift two of her with one hand.
In the night, the man carried the drunk woman and strode away from the back garden.
Passing by the dark grass, a gust of wind suddenly blows, with a swishing cold wind, pouring into the nostrils, as if carrying a bloody smell.
The man passed by the grass, and when he left, a pool of blood quietly flowed out from the dark grass... It smelled strangely and coldly.
...
Song Yi was dragged all the way into his room, and immediately, he threw her whole body on the sofa