Chapter 428

My wrist is suddenly held.

Man's hand has a thin cocoon, rubbing her wrist is crisp.

She looked back, eyes a misty water vapor, some muddled looking at him: "what's the matter?"

Looking at her this appearance, Tang Si's Adam's apple slightly moved, astringed eyebrows: "it's OK."

His hoarse voice said, "go wash it."

Song Yi is a little confused. He doesn't understand why Tang Si did this.

He hesitated for a moment.

Still in the bathroom.

Tang Si looks at Song Yi Jiao's small back, and her eyes are dark again.

Finger belly rubbing just hit the place, raw pain.

She seems to hide a lot of secrets. Is it because she doesn't want to tell him, or because she doesn't know?

Why don't you tell him when you come to such a dangerous place?

Is he not worth telling?

The man's hand, slightly clenched his fist, looked down at the fist from her hand, black hair blindfold, eyes a little trance.

He has seen Fu Jingsheng and Li Wen. She would rather let them come with him, but also let him know.

If he hadn't been depressed by Wen mu, he would not have met her. He might not even know that she had been here in his whole life.

It's impossible to know Her ability.

The man's eyelashes droop, in the eyelids under a shadow, also slightly trembled, he was afraid, really afraid of their own gradually away from her, really afraid that she one day, so disappeared in his sight, his world.

Become a person who has nothing to do with him.

The winding breath of his body is now cool and dark, which makes people palpitating.

The cold air around him was like the cold sea water, which drowned him, without any breathing opportunity.

No one is naturally lazy and funny, with a smiling face. No one seems to be heartless and never hurt.

People like Tang Si are the most sensitive. They can see through any little thing.

Just in front of the person you love, don't want to say anything cruel.

Even if it's self deception, he can cheat himself. As long as Song Yi doesn't leave, he will never let go.

Even if it is illusory, there is no sense of reality.

He is cold and indifferent. In fact, he is cold in his heart. No one or anything can hurt him except the one he loves.

He is willing to bear it. His whole heart is on Song Yi.

It doesn't matter if you're black and blue.

...

Song Yi goes to the bathroom to take a bath.

Tang Si also went to another bathroom to take a bath.

in the bathroom, the mist is dense, blurring the mirror, washing the foam of the shower gel out of the song, lifting the hand and rubbing the mirror lightly.

In the mirror, she knew her face in an instant. She sipped her lips lightly, and the water from her hair flowed down her cheeks and moistened her eyelashes.

This makes Song Yi drop his eyebrows and watch the drops drop by drop.

Mood seems to be pressing a boulder, with heart and lung down.

After a while, if Tang Si asked, how would she answer?

He had been asking her who she learned from, but she really didn't know.

If she answered later that she didn't know, would Tang Si feel that she was perfunctory?

Song Yi raises her hand and grabs her hair. She breathes deeply. For a moment, she is almost out of breath.

Let it be...

...

both of us have a bath.

When they came out, they were all dressed.

When Song Yi arrived at the reception room backstage, he was already waiting there.

Black shirt and black trousers, the outline of his posture of tall and straight, he crossed his legs, lazy and comfortable, relaxed light, ruffian look broken roll out.

He looked down at the mobile phone, the light and shadow of the mobile phone shining on his face, clear and dark.

Hearing the movement, the man raised his eyes and looked at Song Yi at the door.

A smile rose slowly on his face, and he gave her a gentle hand: "come and sit down."

At the moment, he has a lazy spirit, but also calm and introverted.

Also very calm, peach eyes is still that broken smile, seems to have no change of calm.

But... If it's too calm, it's a bit creepy.

She didn't seem to have seen Tang Si like this.

It's quiet, there's no sign of anger, there's no anger, everything is normal.

But gave her a kind of wind and rain is coming, big waves are coming.

Song Yi pursed her lips and sat down beside Tang Si.

He did not speak, Song Yi inexplicably nervous, stretched out his hand and stroked his just dried hair.There is a feeling of guilty conscience. When she was a child, she was not so nervous when she was asked to make trouble at school.

She sat next to him with a straight waistline. Her eyes were filled with a soft smile. She looked at Tang Si and said nothing.

Tang Si put down his legs and looked at her. He looked at her in a daze. Pitifully, he caught his heart inexplicably and aroused a desire for protection.

Let him really can't bear to use this expression to face her again, Tang Si pressed the doubt of his heart bottom, put aside that all bad.

Suddenly raised lips to smile for a while, the back of the hand touched her cheek gently: "how do you feel a little nervous?"

The woman's tender white face feels very good. It seems that it is God's gift. He has been bewitched. Otherwise, how can he be fascinated.

His words, sound and rhythm are in the comfortable tone, people can't help but slow down the body and mind, is that magic.

Song Yi looked down at him, the slender veins of his arm protruding, extremely sexy.

Along the arm up, the line of sight and his peach blossom eyes.

He fainted a soft smile in his eyes.

Calm and introverted, suddenly a smile, breaking desire, hook people's heart are straight hair tremble.

Song Yi exhaled deeply to calm himself down.

Now is not the time to think about that.

"No tension, maybe just a little tired." She sat upright, soft and charming woman, even if not dressed, is also a lovely flower.

Besides, it's still his man.

Song Yi's body and mind slowed down a lot, because the man was smiling, which had the bewitching effect of slowing down her body and mind.

"Well." Tang Si thin lips tightly pursed, the vision falls on her face, the man also seems to have some hesitation, some hesitation.

Brewing for a long time, just slowly light mouth, not slow and people can not avoid: "how can these, who taught you?"

After asking, he was silent, waiting for her answer.

He was ready to accept whatever she said.

Who let him love is this person.

Song Yi seems to feel the uneasiness of his body, frowning on his deep eyes, the man's pupil gently trembled, his voice a little hoarse: "what's the matter? Don't you want to say? "

He didn't wait for Song Yi to answer.

Is a burst of soothing smile, big hand all over the pocket touched by, and finally found the cigarette on the table behind her.

This action, on the contrary, revealed a certain restlessness in his heart.

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