Song Yi raised her head and looked at him, her eyes were foggy.
Before he could speak, she said slowly, "I'm going to be responsible now, right? Not only did you touch, you also rubbed."
"You can't be a scumbag, can you?"
She didn't speak seriously, like a joke.
"Song Yi." The man called her name very seriously.
"Don't pretend to be drunk, don't force me to pour cold water on you."
The man pinched her wrist tightly, which hurt a little, and he looked fierce, a little scary.
"You really are a scumbag." Song Yi muttered, frowning, shaking his hand trying to break free: "It hurts, let go."
The woman is soft and petite.
Tang Si frowned, and the next second, she let go.
She rubbed her flushed wrist, her small face was wrinkled, and her tone was aggrieved: "I don't know how to be sympathetic to you. No one like you will marry you except me."
The woman's voice fell.
There was a silence in the air.
The man's peach blossom eyes were as deep as ink, and her eyelashes trembled slightly. She just stared at him like that, and suddenly a smile appeared on her face: "Why are your ears red?"
Stars are shining in the black sky like ink, like her bright eyes at this moment, no longer drunk and hazy.
He approached suddenly, Song Yi gasped for breath.
The man pushed her onto the sofa, and she was forced to sit on the sofa, looking up at him.
I saw him sitting directly on the coffee table opposite her, looking down at her, with deep and delicate eyebrows and eyes, indescribably sexy, wild and delicate.
Mixed with mature masculinity.
Song Yi instantly felt his scent coming from all directions, surrounding her tightly.
Suddenly, she felt that her vision was thick and sticky, as if something had penetrated her body, pouring into her heart.
Plop, plop
Heartbeat speeds up instantly.
"Song Yi, do you really like me?" The magnetic voice was deeply hoarse, stretching into her heart.
He asked seriously and deeply.
Eyes looked at him, waiting for an answer.
He is so serious and charming.
The man in front of her eyes could be reached, the outstanding one was a man she had never seen before.
Some kind of strong and flamboyant emotion in her heart ravaged her thoughts.
"I'm already like this." Her eyelashes trembled slightly: "Do you think I like you?"
The man laughed lightly, lazily, casually, and somewhat bitterly.
There was a smile in his eyes: "What do I like?"
He lowered his eyebrows, and his tone was so calm that he couldn't hear any emotion: "I can't give you anything. I told you, don't like me."
"We have to have a good talk." Tang Si looked at her: "You can't run amok like this in my world."
"We are people from two worlds, we are all adults, and we have to be responsible for our own behavior."
"Oh." There was no change on Song Yi's face.
Being rejected again, she felt indifferent.
"Tang team, I remember you said before that you must promise me a request that is not excessive." She looked at Tang Si with bright eyes, and her red lips curled into a seductive arc.
"If you don't try it with me, how do you know if it's suitable or not?"
"I don't need you to give me anything, I have everything, just give me your person and your heart, that's enough."
Song Yi smiled: "Look, I don't want much, I'm not a materialistic person."
Seeing Tang Si thinking deeply, Song Yi clutched her pants and stared at Tang Si firmly.
Pray in your heart.
Tang Si, give me a chance, I want to stay by your side, okay
I want to fully understand him, I don't want him to be filled with a lazy atmosphere, and I don't want him to be covered in the smell of cigarettes.
Song Yi suddenly grabbed his big hand and looked at him devoutly: "Shall we try it? As long as you agree, I can listen to you."