Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 212: Not on Purpose

Song Yi instinctively stepped back.

Tang Si’s hand paused, staring at Song Yi’s panicked face: "What’s wrong?"

He pulled Song Yi over: "What are you thinking? I’m just getting something from my pocket."

Saying this, he reached his hand into the pocket of the coat draped over her, it was warm inside, it was her warmth.

Song Yi’s heart was racing, and there were three pairs of eyes watching from behind, yet this person still reached into her clothes.

How did taking something feel like a rogue taking liberties with a good woman?

Her mind, for some reason, began to think about all sorts of things with Tang Si before.

Inexplicably, her ears felt hot.

Whether intentional or not, the man’s hand brushed against her, causing Song Yi to tremble slightly, looking at Tang Si in disbelief.

"It wasn’t on purpose." Tang Si’s voice was low: "You’re too big, it’s like this."

His voice, neither light nor heavy, was sexy and deep, inexplicably making Song Yi’s mind devoid of any fear of being in this godforsaken place.

The three people behind didn’t hear what the two of them were saying, and due to the dim light, couldn’t see Song Yi’s blushing face and ears.

In fact, Song Yi couldn’t withstand Tang Si’s teasing at all, even if he just stood there without moving, exuding a seductive aura, any random action could make one imagine an entire drama.

Tang Si fished out a relatively thick piece of wire from the pocket.

"Click—" The lock opened.

"Ding—" At the same time, a piercing alert sounded from behind.

"They’re coming," Ningxia Chuan immediately said.

Tang Si had already anticipated this; when going down this sewer, he had laid a thin line, so that if someone touched it, it would make a sound.

"Go."

A few people went out, and Tang Si locked the sewer behind them again.

Meanwhile, those who stepped on the line were startled by the sound.

"Damn it, how can this person be so cunning!"

"They must have run away."

"What should we do?"

"Report to Master Jiu."

They reported truthfully, and on the other end of the phone, a man’s rich voice came, with a faint smile: "Let him go, you all come back."

...

The night was deep.

About two hundred meters after Tang Si’s car drove out.

"Boom—" A blast was heard from the village side.

Zhou Liang slammed the brakes, and Tang Si and the others immediately got out of the car to look.

The firelight spread across the mountains and fields, glowing red.

Clearly, the village was blown up.

The flames reflected in Song Yi’s eyes.

She pursed her lips: "I should have guessed, with so much gasoline there, I should have connected the dots..."

Why did a village need so much gasoline?

Why did she think of using gasoline to help Tang Si out of trouble but not consider that this gasoline could also blow up the village?

"It’s not your fault."

Tang Si furrowed his brows, "Zhou Liang, you take them back, Xiachuan and I will go back and check."

"Get the fire department here immediately to control the spread of the fire."

He instructed everything, then glanced at Song Yi and gave a light smile without saying a word.

He turned and walked back together with Ningxia Chuan.

...

The next morning, the weather was fine, the sun was shining brightly.

The news was covering the village event and fire extensively, all kinds of speculations sweeping over.

After returning to the hotel, Song Yi hugged Tang Si’s clothes and curled up on the sofa, unable to sleep the whole night.

The content on the television, she had no idea.

Until a breaking news broadcast prompted Song Yi to pick up her phone and go online.

Seeing all kinds of speculations on the internet.