Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 61: Tang Si: "What Are You Fantasizing About?
Tang Si raised an eyebrow, recalling the parking lot.
He was really afraid she wouldn’t be able to hold on, while he was still pressing on her, using all his strength to prop himself up off her.
But as he got up, he accidentally bumped into her.
He looked at Song Yi with some amusement: "Oh? So you’re saying it’s a quid pro quo?"
Song Yi: "If it’s a quid pro quo, it’s not just as simple as saying I’m your girlfriend."
The woman looked at him with soft eyes, her red lips curving, instantly breaking through that tenderness, becoming enchanting and charming: "Gotta touch back."
Tang Si laughed lightly at that, the magnetic laughter coming from his chest. He glanced down at himself: "I don’t have xiong either."
After saying this, he raised his head again, looking at her with eyes full of laughter: "What are you fantasizing about?"
The man’s peach blossom eyes were soul-stirring, the sun casting a layer of light upon them, a light that shut out everything. He really was saying she was fantasizing.
Using this joking yet approachable way.
Song Yi smiled, so what if it’s like this?
She was not willing to concede, her gaze falling on him...
She spoke softly: "If there’s not that, then there’s something else."
Tang Si lowered his gaze, then raised it again. This topic clearly couldn’t continue.
She really was a seductress, seeming to have no boundaries in front of him.
"Did you come to find me for something today?"
Song Yi handed him a sun protection jacket: "This is from Mu Wanxue’s house. There’s no one around her who smokes, Wu Wang doesn’t smoke either, yet this jacket has tobacco threads and a burn hole."
Tang Si’s gaze fell on the jacket, took it over, looking at the stain, his expression darkened.
He picked it up and smelled it, it wasn’t the smell of tobacco...
Something like smoke, but with a fragrance.
It was, mar/ijuana.
Tang Si raised his eyes again, his gaze clear, as if nothing had just happened: "I understand."
"Understand?" Song Yi looked at him: "Nothing else to say?"
"What else should be said? I will report this matter."
"Have you ever heard a saying?" Tang Si suddenly asked.
"Hm?"
"Don’t squander your golden years, don’t listen to dull things, don’t try to retain hopeless failures, don’t devote your life to ignorance, mediocrity, and vulgarity."
Tang Si spoke slowly and lightly, his eyes looking at her so calmly.
Song Yi understood the look in his eyes, his meaning was for her not to ask more about these things.
Different fields, she didn’t need to waste time on this matter, it was of no benefit to her.
... Not to devote life to ignorance, mediocrity, and vulgarity, Song Yi always felt the weight of these words was far heavier than their surface meaning.
Not in the sense of wasting life, but really in the sense of losing one’s life.
Song Yi smiled: "I understand."
Looks like he really doesn’t want to be involved with her.
The more it was like this, the more Song Yi understood her own feelings.
From the start, it was love at first sight, not about digging up some money tree.
From the first contact until now, this man’s every move was irresistibly alluring to her.
Tang Si was the most unique man she had ever seen, always so wild yet composed, always so charismatic.
Roguish yet righteous, with a mysterious and attractive air about him.
He carried loyalty and duty, bearing mission and responsibility on his shoulders.
It turns out...it turns out she likes a man like Tang Si.
Even if he is the policeman she fears.
"Song Yi."
"Mm?" Song Yi raised her eyes, just meeting his deep gaze.
Watching his thin lips move slightly: "And don’t like me."
Every word was impeccably serious.
Song Yi obediently nodded: "Oh."
She smiled brightly like the sun, her eyes curved as she stared at Tang Si.
... Then upgrade liking to love, and confess.
Song Yi wanted to conquer him, wanted to see even a man with cold blood be captivated and go crazy for her.
Wanted to enter his world, to be the woman by his side who knows the warmth and cold, wanted to warm his cold blood to boil for her.
She was confident she could do it.
