Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 182: You’re Feeling Uncomfortable, Aren’t You?
She hooked his pants.
Tang Si lowered his voice, gripping her wrist, "Don’t mess around."
Song Yi let go of her hand, leaned her head on his shoulder, sticking to him closely.
She lifted her eyes, sultry and alluring, looking at Tang Si, exuding every bit of charm and fragrance.
The woman’s tone was low, with a touch of coquettish softness, "If you hear any bad news in there later, don’t be upset, I’ll be waiting for you outside."
At this moment, she was gentle and clingy, looking easily bullied.
Tang Si raised a corner of his lips, unable to resist pinching Song Yi’s cheek, "When have I ever been upset? Have I ever lost my temper at you?"
Song Yi puffed out her cheeks, as if protesting his pinching. "Well, no."
Tang Si raised an eyebrow, "Then?"
"I just don’t want you to be upset, don’t want you to worry so much about the case."
Song Yi removed his hand from her cheek, "If you keep pinching my face, it’ll get bigger."
Then, she snuggled against his shoulder.
Tang Si chuckled, reached out to pat her head gently and softly, "Then I won’t worry about the case, I’ll..."
Song Yi quickly sat up, covered Tang Si’s mouth, glaring, "We’re outside!"
"What’s wrong with outside?" Tang Si took her hand, kissed her palm, with a playful smile on his lips, "Can’t I worry about you?"
Then, Tang Si slightly raised his eyebrow, "Thinking dirty?"
Song Yi: "..."
"It’s okay." Tang Si said, "I originally wanted to follow that word with your name, but since you mentioned being outside, I had to change it."
After saying that, he laughed lightly, mischievous and lazy, his captivating eyes carried a hint of spring.
Song Yi didn’t argue with Tang Si about these things; she intended to accompany him from the start.
She was truly afraid he might do something foolish if he was in a bad mood.
Song Yi licked her lips, "Tang Si, some defy fate, some risk their lives, hope and despair intertwine, fleeting across one’s life."
She raised her eyes, becoming serious, "I hope you cherish life, love life, and always be accompanied by happiness."
"I hope that having faced the darkness, you can feel the warmth and beauty of the world."
Tang Si listened, smiling slightly, "Since when did you get so poetic? But I’ve indeed read the book you mentioned in those two sentences."
Song Yi: "..."
"Promise me."
"Mm." Tang Si hugged Song Yi into his arms, his eyes filled with deep affection and love, "I promise you."
His tone was very gentle.
The woman in his arms was unbelievably soft, even a bit warm.
Tang Si: "Song Yi."
Song Yi: "Mm? What’s up?"
I like you, love you.
He knew what Song Yi’s words meant; perhaps she had discovered something, or maybe he was overthinking.
The man lowered his head, kissed the top of her head, "Nothing, I’m going in first."
Song Yi raised her head with a smile from his embrace, "When I tugged at your pants earlier, I wanted to ask you, did those underwear I bought fit well?"
"Do they pinch?"
"Tsk." Tang Si pinched her cheek, "You can’t resist teasing your brother before leaving, huh?"
Song Yi tilted her head, "Then answer me, I’m seriously asking a question, how is that teasing?"
Tang Si chuckled lazily, "Usually, no."
"Only when I see you do they."
Instantly, the control of the conversation fell into Tang Si’s hands.
In interrogations and negotiations, Tang Si was an expert, unknowingly guiding your topic along.
Song Yi: "..."
She kicked his foot lightly, "Hurry up and go!"
From this look, her worries were all for nothing.
Because Tang Si usually seemed too playful and lazy, those words, depression, how could they possibly weigh him down?
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Some defy fate, some risk their lives, hope and despair intertwine, fleeting across one’s life. —— Dai Bing "Sweet, Touch Your Head"
We’ve learned how fierce the world can be, and at the same time that it can be warm and beautiful. —— "Kafka on the Shore"
