Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 223: Little Vixen, Irresistible Charm
She truly didn’t expect it to be this exhausting.
Obviously, you can’t trust what people say online, nor can you trust those movies; they’re all fake.
Tang Si sat by the bed, looking at her with gentle eyes: "Want to get up and eat something?"
"No."
Song Yi’s voice was delicate, softly and weakly: "Don’t want to."
"Want to take a shower."
She said: "Sticky, uncomfortable."
Tang Si’s lips curled into a smile, looking at her lying on the bed: "Start complaining after feeling comfortable, huh?"
Song Yi couldn’t be bothered to respond to him.
She cursed lazily, calling him a scumbag.
Tang Si bent down and picked her up from the bed: "If I were a scumbag, you’d be enduring it right now."
His tone was neither heavy nor light, neither fast nor slow, hoarse with a light humorousness that made Song Yi’s ears feel soft.
...
Song Yi ultimately regretted letting Tang Si carry her to shower.
She was quite exhausted by the ordeal.
Around eight or nine in the evening, Song Yi woke up from a nap.
She felt sore all over as if she’d spent the day carrying bricks.
Turning her head, she glanced out the window. The sky had darkened, and neon lights were flickering.
Suddenly, she recalled what she and he had done, retracting her gaze, burying her head in the quilt.
That feeling... really, quite curious.
A silly smile naturally appeared on her lips.
The entire room seemed to be bubbling with pink hues.
She didn’t know how much time had passed when Song Yi lifted the quilt, propped herself up, and sat up from the bed, wearing his shirt.
Her hair hung loose, covering most of her small face.
She exhaled, stepped off the bed, wanting to find something to eat, truly hungry.
Song Yi gritted her teeth.
Damn it.
Her whole body was soft, sore, and aching, the aftermath of reckless indulgence.
She originally pampered herself; she should have realized on the last occasion when her lips were chafed that today’s day would not be easy.
At this time, Tang Si pushed the door open and came in.
Seeing her just getting off the bed.
He took a few steps over and picked her up: "Awake? What do you want to eat?"
Song Yi frowned, not saying a word.
Tang Si looked at her with a pang of heartache: "Hurting?"
"Mm." Song Yi muttered, with a bit of a spoiled tone.
She really cried; at the time, her eyes were brimming with tears, but she only heard his fond voice saying: "You look really beautiful when you cry, little demon."
She still remembers, it was raspy, magnetic, and indeed very pleasing to hear.
Tang Si carried her to take a shower; afterward, she didn’t know how she fell asleep.
Hearing Song Yi’s voice, Tang Si sat on the sofa, letting her sit on his lap.
"I’m sorry." The man’s voice was low, very gentle and intimate: "It’s my fault."
"What do you want to eat?"
"Hot pot, barbecue." Song Yi said: "Really so tired."
"Told you to exercise properly, but you don’t listen." Tang Si gently pushed away the stray hair in front of Song Yi’s forehead: "I’ll order you some food delivery."
"Are you going back tonight, or staying here?" Tang Si asked.
"Don’t want to go back." Song Yi said, leaning against his chest.
Going back to the Song Family, she didn’t want to hear her parents nagging.
Returning to the apartment, she’d be alone there.
Tang Si gently pursed his lips: "Move in with me, okay?"
"Then Haha has to come over too."
"Sure."
Song Yi moved slightly, wanting to get off his lap and sit on the sofa.
She suddenly paused, looking at him with some surprise: "You’re going to...?"
"Not touching you." Tang Si pursed his lips: "I’m pacing myself."
The little demon, endlessly charming.
