Chapter 421

"Tang Si." Song Yi stretched out his hand, broke off his hand around his waist, got up from him and stared at him. Mingyan's face was not in any mood, and his eyebrows and eyes were clear: "off."

The tone is cool and light, but it's not worth mentioning.

If Tang Si doesn't take off this dress today, she will be absolutely angry.

Tang Si Mou son deep, looking at her for a long time, pursed thin lips, slightly sighed.

In the eye has the helpless which cannot say, finally was lightly nodded, she wants to see, that looked.

Yes, he can be transparent to him and satisfied with everything.

The man's knuckles are clear, and he lowers his head leisurely. His slender and beautiful fingertips are unbuttoning his shirt.

He's tall, graceful, slow and untied one by one.

Song Yi frowns and stares. He untied a button, the solution is full of amorous feelings, the whole person's posture, occupy the romantic.

Living goblin!

As he moves down and down.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, vaguely could see the gauze wrapped in his chest.

The white gauze is stained with some blood. It seems that the wound is not shallow. Tang siruo looks up with a hunch and looks at Song Yi's expression.

When he untied the button, he stopped and said in a calm voice, "is that enough? You don't have to take it off any more? "

Clearly injured is him, but he is like a person with nothing to do, his face is still hanging that lazy smile.

Song Yi walked over and sat next to him, but his voice became dumb: "did you go to the hospital?"

"There's no need to go to the hospital for this minor injury." It doesn't matter what he said. It's like this wound is a common occurrence. There's no need to care about it at all.

If you can handle it well at home, you don't have to go to the hospital at all.

What's more, when going to the hospital, the doctor will ask how to hurt him. It will be troublesome for him to explain. If he doesn't get it right, he will let the police intervene. Therefore, as long as Tang Si can't die, he won't go to the hospital at all.

Song Yi listen to this words, the heart seems to be choked by something, continuous dull pain, how can this person say so light?

"Did it hurt you just now?" She's very sorry for what she just did.

No wonder he wants to hum. It must be very painful. That's what he did.

Tang Si's peach blossom eyes, especially Qingzhan, looked at Song Yi, stretched out his hand and pinched Song Yi's white face. He said with some funny drawl: "you're so heavy. You don't have any meat. Can you hurt me?"

Song Yi took away his hand and tried to calm down. His nose was sour: "don't always pinch my face. If you pinch my face, it won't look good."

Listening to this, Tang Si began to laugh. The laughter came from his chest, and the resonance was exciting.

"OK, no pinch." Tang Si's tone and voice line are still lazy, plain, stable, all in a parallel line, people can't hear any problems.

Song Yi was really worried.

Seeing his light appearance, she was still worried that everything happened to Tang Si.

"Can you blow my brother's hair?" His voice this time took a little tired, eyes color deep: "is really a little sleepy, want to sleep."

Song Yiqiang held back his lips and finally got up to get a clean dry towel.

Tang Si sits and looks at Song Yi with a towel in his hand. He gets up.

Song Yi looks at him suspiciously, and doesn't know what he suddenly gets up to do.

He is slender, standing up slowly, waving to Song Yi, and his lips seem to have a light smile.

She walked slowly with a towel in her hand.

Once over, the man's palm pressed her shoulder and let her sit on the sofa.

Song Yi sits on the soft sofa and looks up at Tang Si with some doubts.

The next second, the man leaned over to her, with a strong and aggressive atmosphere, scared Song Yi, the whole person slightly shrank back.

The corner of the man's lips is raised, the smile is deepened, the big hand falls on her leg, with cocoon, crisp and numb, which makes Song Yi tremble all over.

Heart beat and some kind of emotion, rolling in the heart.

Hand involuntarily clenched the towel, breathing can not help but slow down a lot.

When Song Yi wants to stop his action, Tang Si smiles and puts her legs to both sides.

Song Yi drew together, her cheeks slightly red: "what are you doing?"

Tang Si's face was innocent, but his eyebrows and eyes were slightly bad: "I'm sitting on the ground, you have to make room, otherwise how can you wipe my hair?"

"Fuck.

Looking at Song Yi's expression, Tang Si tilted his head and gave a faint smile: "you won't go back on your promise, will you?"

"If I don't sit on the ground, you can't wipe my head.""..." thinking about it, it seems to be true, but it's too embarrassing, isn't it?

Song Yi pursed her lips and thought about it.

In front of Tang Si, I can't give advice at all.

The more she counsels, the more the man will advance. Song Yi is calm and has a stubborn smile.

"All right."

Song Yi's legs are very beautiful, white, slender and delicate. She is not stiff in her shirt.

Just look up at Tang Si: "turn around."

Tang Si lightly laughed to smile, the ruffian bad light in Mou didn't cover up at all, obediently turned past.

Song Yi lightly pursed the lip petal, slightly opened: "sit down."

Tang Si didn't speak this time. He sat down in silence, but when he sat down, he supported her legs with both hands.

She was not wide enough, so he expanded himself and sat on the ground with peace of mind.

His hands seem to have scorching temperature. Tang's Song Yi's heart is shocked, and he can't help tightening his double Tui.

"Tut." Tang Si held her, hummed, laughed and ruffled: "you just wipe your hair, don't move."

Her Tui is as beautiful as jade in the light.

Tang Si closed his eyes and swallowed.

The bottom of my heart sank and sank, some helpless help forehead, after a while, afraid to take a bath again.

Song Yi blushed and wiped his hair.

She swears, this is the first time she helps others to wipe their hair, and also so inexplicable shame.

She gave him a very perfunctory wipe twice, gasped and said: "OK."

Tang Si's hand never left her leg, and Song Yi's face was always red.

Tang Si's sense of existence is too strong, different from women, most of his body is cold and cool, and he is hot and strong.

Hearing Song Yi's words, he gave a low smile: "so perfunctory? All right

He slowly stood up, looked down at her, deep eye socket, people want to drown in it.

Under the orange light in the room.

Her face seemed to be stained with pink, her eyes were wet and foggy, and her eyes were red.

It's really fascinating.

Ambiguous tight.

Tang Si's breath stagnated and his chest heaved faster. He felt that he couldn't lift her or look at her any more.

I can't stand it for a while.

Big hand gently rubbed Song Yi's hair, eyebrows soft, hook with a bit of desire, voice is also hoarse tight: "good night, have a good dream."

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