Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 160: Do You Think My Lips Look Good? Do You Want to Kiss Them?

Incoming call, Tang Si.

When Song Yi saw the caller ID, she immediately pressed the answer button: "Hello, Tang Si?"

"Baby."

The man’s low, lazy voice almost simultaneously echoed with Song Yi’s.

The voice was on that parallel line, neither high nor low, with a lazy tone, unhurried, carrying a bit of indulgence and intimacy.

Charmingly raspy.

A mature man solves problems from the root, rather than staying by her side to endure gunfire and hardship together.

Song Yi’s heart skipped a beat.

Actually, after she and Tang Si started dating, they rarely called each other, because it seemed like they always chatted via WeChat, or were together.

His voice came through the receiver with great penetration, sounding as if it were close to her ear.

She sat back on the bed, pressed her lips together: "Where are you?"

She was still very worried about Tang Si; yesterday’s situation was too dangerous.

In the Criminal Investigation Squad, Tang Si stood in the hallway, wearing a police uniform, with his hat brim pulled low, covering his eyes.

His hand rested on the railing, eyes lowered, watching the dam below, raindrops falling on the ground, like heaven eagerly pouring down its suffering.

Urgent and swift.

From the side view, his figure was tall and straight, mature and full of integrity.

The corners of his lips curved, his tone carrying a teasing, playful ambiguity: "Your boyfriend, of course, is in your mind."

Saying so, he raised his hand to take off his hat, his eyes weary, very idle, very tired. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

He hadn’t slept all night, and by seven, he was at the conference reporting to the leaders.

The investigation of the fake Jiang Yan and that sniper were already underway, at the Ning City border woods, drugs were indeed being trafficked, and the anti-narcotics team had already gone to intercept.

Whatever was left wasn’t his business anymore.

The boy from the mountain explosion, like those human bombs yesterday, was from the drug traffickers.

Abusing cats, killing cats, cutting off fingers, judging from the current situation, were all tactics by the drug traffickers to divert various police attention, dispersing police forces to pave the way for this drug trafficking operation.

But the specifics are still under investigation...

All the attacks at the banquet were premeditated, the fake Jiang Yan delayed time, dispersed police forces, while the real Jiang Yan on the other side trafficked a considerable amount, maybe a lot was already shipped out.

If Tang Si hadn’t noticed something wrong, they might not even have guessed the real and fake Jiang Yan, much less known drugs were being moved.

They were almost blinded by their trick.

Thus, Tang Si contributed yesterday, evacuating the banquet and successfully commanding, and he would have his commendation ceremony at night.

Meanwhile, rescuing the missing boy from the mountain was still ongoing.

Song Yi licked her lips: "Can you be serious, you old rascal."

"Did you get hurt yesterday?"

Tang Si laughed: "That’s exactly what I wanted to ask you."

"Nope." Song Yi replied without thinking: "I’m fine."

On the other end of the line, she only heard Tang Si chuckle, coming from his chest, with a familiar ripple, the corners of his eyes curving into a seductive smile: "Really? If my little baby dares to lie, how about losing that mouth?"

Instantly, those colorful images popped into Song Yi’s mind, burning her cheeks red.

Even over the phone, he was so improper.

"Take a look," he said.

"Hmm?"

Tang Si: "The photo, just sent to your phone."

Song Yi lowered her head to turn on speaker mode, then opened WeChat, seeing the photo Tang Si sent.

Just half of his face, the lower half, lips curving, thin lips crimson, vaguely visible he was wearing formal attire, clothes meticulously neat, yet the curve was roguish, mischievous.

Both proper and wild, both desire and restrained.

"Song Yi, does brother’s mouth look good to you?" That voice lazily tempting, very light, the tail tone subtly lifting: "Want to kiss it?"