Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 25: Why Bother Covering Up When You’re Dressed So Lightly?
Her graceful demeanor and exquisite looks seemed like a gift from the gods, beauty that reached deep into one’s heart.
Last night, things got quite unpleasant between the two of them, so when Song Yi saw him coming in, she didn’t speak.
Tang Si crossed his arms, tapping his elbow with his long fingers, and spoke in a calm voice: "I heard you have an alibi, at your place, let’s go take a look, Miss Song."
He was the first to break the silence.
He found out about this news last night.
He also understood that Song Yi was originally going to talk to him about this yesterday, but then it fell through.
Song Yi thought his haughty tone was asking for a fight, but she was a person who knew the ways of the world and didn’t mind that it was Tang Si accompanying her to gather evidence.
With a gentle face, she propped herself up on her arms to stand, silently, seemingly much more obedient than last night, at least not as dazzling as a little sun drawing people in.
Perhaps it was because she was afraid that there wouldn’t be any familiar people at the police station anymore, and with things soured between them, it suppressed her nature.
After sitting for a long time, her legs were a bit tingly, and after just a couple of steps, she embarrassingly staggered towards him—
Tang Si had professional training, and this kind of immediate reaction was within his capacity.
He slightly sidestepped, dodging Song Yi, preventing her from falling into his arms.
While avoiding, he reached out and firmly grasped Song Yi’s arm.
Her arm was slender and smooth.
Song Yi’s arm, held by the man, clearly felt the rough texture of his arm, it was calloused.
And there was a strong scent of tobacco in the air.
It wasn’t faint, but strong, much stronger than what she had smelled before.
In a flash, she steadied herself, as she was still wearing that little camisole, and this bending action certainly caused exposure.
Under the light, her skin was snow-white, Tang Si’s gaze lingered for less than a second before moving away.
After she stood steady, she immediately covered her chest, and Tang Si let go of her arm.
With his hands tucked in his pants pockets, he took in her little action completely, his Adam’s apple moved slightly: "If you’re dressed so coolly, what are you covering up for?"
The man’s voice was calm, slightly hoarse, but nonetheless pleasant to hear.
But for some reason, Song Yi felt she heard a note of sarcasm in his words. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
She snorted lightly: "Do all you men think a woman dressed like this is practically undressed? Do you want me to take it off and show you if there’s any difference?"
Song Yi was always wild in her ways, both in words and deeds.
Tang Si pressed his lips, not planning to pick up on this topic.
He was a man, not very interested in arguing about these rights and wrongs with a woman.
Seeing Tang Si staying silent.
"You’ve been keeping me here all along, not letting me change clothes." Song Yi spoke again: "I’m not even a little cool, I’m about to stink."
And she couldn’t shower.
Tang Si didn’t answer her, and the conversation ended there.
Until they got into the car, neither of them spoke again.
Song Yi noticed that he didn’t even seem to have the slightest intent to interrogate her, unlike before when he would certainly try every way to pry something out of her mouth.
She sat in the front passenger seat, watching Tang Si buckle up, his every move appearing lazy and indifferent, with legs spread, one hand on the steering wheel, occasionally checking the rearview mirror, reversing, smoothly exiting the parking lot.
The man’s wrist sported a watch, Song Yi couldn’t tell what brand it was; it was black, mysteriously elegant.
Perhaps just some randomly bought generic brand, but worn by Tang Si, the watch seemed invaluable, very expensive.
He held the steering wheel with a defiant posture, veins on his hand bulging, moving occasionally with his actions, causing Song Yi to swallow.
So sexy.
These hands were not delicate, they were long and powerful, with well-defined knuckles, full of masculinity, the prominent veins were wild and unruly.
This man, how is it that he’s enticing no matter where you look?
