Song Zhixing moved his lips and wanted to say something in rebuttal, but he couldn't utter a word.
In fact, she was not really without conscience, nor was she a piece of wood, she was really numb to the point of not being able to feel Tang Yu's kindness to her at all. It was just that the more she felt it, the more she resisted it, and the more she was unwilling to admit it.
Is the way he treats me the same as an uncle treats his niece
If it changes into a man's kindness to a woman, how can she bear it
"Why are you still in a daze? Eat it while it's hot." Sister Li urged her when she saw that she didn't move.
Song Zhixing came back to his senses and picked up the chopsticks again. At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the room.
She looked up.
There was a tall figure standing at the open door. He had changed out of his pajamas and put on a shirt, looking like he was going out.
"Second Master." Sister Li immediately stood up and greeted him respectfully. Seeing him, she said tactfully, "I have something else to do downstairs, so I'll go down first. Miss, finish your meal, I'll come up to clean up later."
"Sister Li!" Song Zhixing didn't want to let her leave. Once she left, only herself and Tang Yu would be left in the room.
However, Sister Li acted as if she didn't hear her voice, and hurried out, closing the door behind her.
Tang Yu walked to the sofa opposite her and sat down. He glanced at the food in front of her and saw that half of it was gone, which made him feel much more satisfied. He crossed his legs and leaned his tall body on the sofa, looking noble and a little lazy. "Are you still angry?"
"… Is it useful for me to be angry?" Song Zhixing poked at the rice. Perhaps it was because of what Sister Li said just now that her expression and tone were much softer than when she was angry with him just now.
"It's useless." Tang Yu replied indifferently.
"..." Song Zhixing was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He grabbed a pillow and threw it at Tang Yu, "Tang Yu, why are you so annoying!"
He raised his long arm and caught the pillow steadily. His eyes deepened, "You don't even know how to call me 'Second Uncle' anymore?"
Song Zhixing's heart skipped a beat when she saw his eyes. She didn't know why, but she became more and more courageous recently, and even dared to call out "Tang Yu" in front of him. If it were in the past, how could she dare to be so presumptuous in front of him
She didn't want to think about the reason, so she just stood up and pretended to be sleepy, "Go ahead, I want to take a nap."
After ordering him to leave, she walked towards the door and opened it to ask him to leave.
However, when he passed by Tang Yu, his long arms suddenly stretched out. She was stunned, and the next moment, she felt her waist tightened, and she was already held by Tang Yu and placed sideways on his legs.
"Tang Yu, what are you doing?" Song Zhixing exclaimed, supporting himself on his chest with his hands in resistance.
"What did you call me?" Tang Yu stared at her with a gloomy look in his eyes. His gaze was like a whirlpool, as if it was going to draw her in. She was tongue-tied by his gaze.
Tang Yu clasped his big hand on her slender waist, and said in a low and sexy voice, "Xingxing, if you keep calling me like this, I will mistakenly think that you..."
"Second Uncle!" Song Zhixing was afraid to hear more of Tang Yu's next words. She called out to him anxiously, as if she was afraid that he didn't understand, and added, "Second Uncle, I call you 'Second Uncle'..."
Tang Yu's expression darkened.
All the remaining words were stuck in his throat. Then, each word, like a stone, slowly sank into his chest, weighing him down.
He knew that expecting her to have any special feelings for him was just wishful thinking. He had always known...
Song Zhixing was also confused at the moment, unable to understand his thoughts at the moment. She sat on his lap, feeling the warmth of his palm, her heartbeat so fast that she felt dizzy. She pried his hand away, "Second Uncle, you... you let me go first."
"do not move."
Tang Yu came back to his senses. The deep look in his eyes just now faded.
Song Zhixing, however, felt uneasy.
Tang Yu pulled her struggling hands over and pried them apart. A small medicine bottle was placed in his palm.
She was stunned for a moment.
That's asthma medicine.
She remembered that the medicine she used this morning in the sauna was taken from his pocket. So... does this mean that he always carries these medicines with him
Because of her
She suddenly didn't dare to ask, but her heartstrings were trembling uncontrollably.
"Put the medicine away. Don't let anything like what happened this morning happen again!"
Song Zhixing came back to his senses, uttered a soft "Oh", and rubbed the medicine bottle for a while before putting it in his pocket. For a long time, his heart was still throbbing and uneasy.
Tang Yu noticed that her eyes were different and looked over to her, but she immediately turned away and didn't even dare to look at him. She didn't even know what was going on.
But the next moment, my neck suddenly felt hot, and the man's fingertips touched me...
She took a quick breath and quickly clasped his fingers. Her eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, and seemed to be dotted with bright stars. She looked at him in confusion and panic, like a frightened little rabbit.
She had no idea how seductive that look was.
Just being looked at by her like this, Tang Yu's breathing became heavier. He locked eyes with her, unwilling to look away.
"Where are the things?" he asked in a deep voice.
"... What?" Her hand was still tightly holding his fingers. Her mind was hazy and not quite clear.
"The necklace I gave you."
"In my pocket..."
Tang Yu's hand twitched from her fingertips. Song Zhixing realized belatedly that she had been holding his hand. She was embarrassed, as if she had received an electric shock, and immediately let go of him and retracted her hand.
Tang Yu had already taken the necklace out of her pocket, lifted her long hair from her neck, and put the chain on her neatly.
"Wear it well, and no matter what happens in the future, you are not allowed to take it off!" He always spoke in this tone, but Song Zhixing was inexplicably not annoyed at this moment, nor did he ask why it was not allowed, but just said "oh" obediently. His eyes fell on the shirt he was wearing.
"This shirt..." She had actually recognized it a long time ago. The shirt he was wearing was the one she bought for him at the mall that day. But he was so angry later. When she came back today, she didn't see the shirt in her room. She thought he had thrown it into the trash can a long time ago.
"Didn't you say your aunt bought it?"
"Ah, yes... I said that."
"Since you are so thoughtful and want to pass on the gift to her, I won't let you down." Tang Yu really wanted to throw away this shirt, or even burn it. However, after instructing Sister Li to throw it into the trash can, he picked it up again as if possessed.
In any case, she bought this dress for him personally.
He couldn't bear to do it after all.
In all these years, she has never given herself anything. This is the only time...