Chapter 342

That kind of helpless feeling, like the strong wind blowing from the desert, with charming gravel, rushed to Song Yi.

The emotion falls on the heart of Song Yi.

Soft body close to the Tang Si, small hand gently clasped his hand: "Tang Si, meal point, we go to eat, I'm hungry."

Rao is helpless. She doesn't seem to know. She can handle Tang Si's emotion properly.

Her thin back is very straight, indicating her tension and uncertainty at the moment.

The dark corridor can't receive the sunshine, which makes Song Yi more tender.

The man who had been silent suddenly put the woman in front of him into his arms -

his sudden action made Song Yi unable to respond.

Just hear the man's even breathing in his ear.

He doesn't seem to be doing anything.

Before Song Yi spoke, Tang Si gently rubbed her head: "thank you for being here."

He agrees to let Song Yi follow him. From the deepest point of view, he also needs a psychological sustenance. Her presence will make him feel peaceful.

"What happened to you just now?" Song Yi took this opportunity to ask.

"I think of some bad things." Tang Si's voice is very low, like when writing, the tip of the pen grinds with the feeling of rough paper, very hoarse and sexy.

"Let's go to that restaurant and have dinner by the way." His tone is quiet, as if standing in the clear pond.

Wearing a uniform, there is a natural sense of abstinence.

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restaurant.

After the investigation because of the accident.

There are fewer guests here.

Tang Si and Song Yi come in. When the waiter who was dozing in the front hall sees Tang Si in a uniform, the whole person becomes energetic in an instant.

And a little bit nervous.

Tang Si had always been a little lazy when he walked.

He is a person who knows himself very well and can control himself very well. Even if the pictures in his mind are difficult to suppress, he can also restrain his superficial emotions.

Ruffian bad humor, calm and moderate, sharp tongue, almost synonymous with him.

When a man doesn't speak, he has a sense of solemnity like ink all over his body, which gives people a strong pressure.

On the other hand, the woman next to him is not too light-weight. She is charming and lazy. It gives people a visual effect. She is bright and beautiful. She is strong and open. As soon as she enters the door, she feels fragrant and charming.

Looking at the man beside him and laughing, this picture makes the lights in the restaurant seem to reflect deep affection.

When two people walk together, it's both stressful and relaxing.

The waiter stood upright and looked at Song Yi: "excuse me, is it a meal? Two or several? Do you have an appointment before? "

Close up, her skin is thin and delicate, and her face is slightly red. If it is stained with pink, the fox's eyes are slightly raised. When she looks at him, she is gorgeous and soft.

More beautiful can not square things, she is smiling, soft and beautiful, she is too beautiful.

Tang Si picked his eyebrows and knocked on the table. His voice was languid: "well, my colleagues should have been here before. Now I'm going to the back garden. Please take a road."

Tone is such a lazy light tone, peach blossom eyes hook sharp, with a sense of distance and a strong sense of oppression.

The waiter understood immediately.

"..." OK, I don't want to see you next time.

As for looking at him with this cannibal look? As for it?

Two people went to the back garden to look around and found a cigarette end. Tang Si packed it with evidence bag.

Then he raised his eyes and observed that there was a camera in the corridor: "is that surveillance available?"

Waiter: "that's a dead corner. It can't be seen here."

But Tang Si didn't think so: "take me to have a look."

Monitoring room.

Tang Si called up the three hours before Liu Zhong died.

Tang Si: "help us to get some food and pay for it later. Thank you."

The waiter did.

Song Yi takes the mobile phone and asks the person who delivers the meal to send it to the Municipal Bureau.

When Tang Si turned his head, he saw that she was sitting there quietly. Her weak bone was very soft, but her beautiful bone was clear, her texture was delicate, and her flesh was even.

The little one sat next to him.

He licked his lips and said to Song Yi, "after dinner, you can squint for a while, or I'll send someone to take you home."

"Well?" When Song Yi listened, the fox's eyes lifted.

Looking at Tang Si: "don't go back, don't rest, I'll follow you today, until...

Song Yi's eyes fell on his waist and belly, and he picked the tip of his eyebrow in a coquettish way:" until I get your underwear. "Tang Si dropped his eyes and looked at himself with a smile. That smile was natural.

"I'm yours everywhere. Isn't Xiao tangsi good to you? Do you have to think about other people's clothes? "

While speaking, the sight of peach blossom eye falls on Song Yi's face, with soul stirring emotion.

Song Yi shrugs his shoulders and smiles at Tang Si. It's beautiful, but it's not the skin. The skin and the bone are very beautiful. Those charming things are carved into the bone marrow.

She wore a soft spring, and the air around her was a little sweet.

"I just want to change it. There's no other meaning."

"Well," he said, "I don't need clothes next time. I need a raincoat or a small umbrella."

Song Yi's face turned red as if he had been soaked with rouge.

He gradually smile, wanton indulgence, born wild wanton ruffian bad.

"Don't tease you. I'll see the surveillance."

He pointed to the surveillance screen.

Song Yi kicked Tang Si's calf: "old rascal."

Tang Si's big hand stretched down and directly grasped her kicking leg and her ankle. His lips were smiling and his eyes were staring at the monitoring picture.

Big hands have cocoons, rough holding her legs, some warm, some itchy crisp, more like a current across the body of Song Yi.

She wanted to recycle her legs, but Tang Si didn't let go.

Song Yi stares at Tang Si.

Without waiting for her to speak, the man's slow voice came: "don't move."

While speaking, he patted her calf and taught her to move. Then he said, "follow me around and rub your feet."

Good voice, the tone is always so casual rising, there is a lazy feeling.

But lazy word by word into Song Yi's heart, let her heart, waves.

The thick and sticky sea water wrapped her, sweet.

Leaning against the chair, her legs were naturally on his legs. She quietly watched Tang Si rubbing her legs.

And he's quietly staring at the surveillance.

Now the picture is quiet and beautiful.

The waiter pushed the door and came in. When he saw this picture, he was covered with dog food.

Song Yi eats his own food and feeds it to him from time to time.

After more than two hours, Tang Si copied a video -

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