Chapter 455

"Free to teach you the general skills, let you go to work from now on, gas field 1.8 meters."

“……” Don't be a fool.

"Go to bed." Song Yi goes to bed and covers the quilt.

"Well." Tang Si opened his eyes and looked at her: "you sleep, I sleep You. "

Song Yi feels that the breath of a man is near.

She pushed him slightly and he came up again.

Song Yi simply a bite of his clavicle, attracted the man a sexy stuffy hum.

Let Song Yi heart sharp son all tremble.

"Don't come." Song Yi began to beg for mercy: "really not."

Tang Si clasped her waist: "why not?"

"It still hurts."

I can't walk well all day today.

Is this man's energy endless? Isn't he tired at all?

"I want to be a little bit younger."

Song Yi: "can you have something else in your mind?"

Although I really want to agree with him, I really can't stand it!

He once worked as a special forces soldier and practiced every day. Now he is the leader of the Criminal Investigation Detachment. He also exercises every day.

That physical strength Ordinary people can't bear it.

She admitted that she was a little girl and couldn't stand such devastation.

"Now it's just you, nothing else." Tang si still held her: "then have a good rest, and I'll hold you."

He is still very considerate of Song Yi and will not force him.

“……” Song Yi wants to talk but stops.

"Don't think too much." Tang Si said: "Song Nuan asked people to look at her, don't let her contact with boys."

"I think she's under a lot of psychological pressure and eager for success." Tang Si's voice is hoarse and magnetic, which is more provocative in the quiet night.

"A good adjustment of the mentality, there will not be those ideas behind." Tang Si: "I really can't, so I'll call a psychologist to come and have a look and give some guidance."

"Well." Song Yi answered softly.

Tang Si hands from her waist up, rubbed her hair: "then sleep."

“…… Well

…… I don't know how long it's been.

Song Yi didn't sleep, so did Tang Si.

She couldn't bear it: "can you really sleep?"

How long has this been pestering her?

"Why don't you take a shower?" As soon as the words were finished, the man took her hand.

The temperature is hot and ambiguous.

That voice is also hoarse and sultry: "why take a bath?"

"Can't you help your brother?"

The voice, deep and sexy, is bewitching.

Song Yi feels a little hot.

Every time I can feel numb with his voice, it's just the voice.

He hasn't done anything else.

Especially in the palm of the hand.

Tang Si coaxed Song Yi: "it's not true, it's not false, it's you."

He took her hand, tighter.

Song Yi really understood his intention.

"Really." Seeing that Song Yi didn't speak, Tang Si said again, "I don't want to take a bath. It's cold. I'm in poor health and easy to catch a cold. I have to go to work tomorrow."

……？

Easy to catch a cold? He really has any excuse for his purpose.

Song Yi is really defeated by him. He is the devil who bewitches people!

"Then hurry up."

……

The night is quiet and the moon is bright.

Through the gauze curtain, the picture is beautiful, two shadows.

From time to time, there is a man's beautiful voice.

……

"Paper." Tang Si was hoarse.

Song Yi turns over and throws the bag to him.

Her hands are sticky and sour.

He is so, toss her is not light, but the body is really don't allow her waves, I'm afraid that tomorrow will not go out of the door of the Song family.

Tang Si was smashed on the head. He gave a low smile and rolled his Adam's apple: "you can't be gentle."

Song Yi: "if you can't control yourself, don't come to sleep with me."

"You're not afraid."

Tang Si laughed and didn't speak.

I'm not afraid.

Finally, I went to the bathroom.

Just back in the room, ready to sleep.

There was a rustle outside the door.

Song Yizheng tidies up the sheets. Hearing the sound, he also pauses and looks back at Tang Si.

I'm afraid someone sneaked into the house.

She raised her heart.

Tang Si gently compared a silent movement: "Shh..."Song Yi frowned tightly, and the sound of footsteps outside was getting closer and closer. It was very strange in the night.

But she was not afraid at all.

Because he is here, he can give the people around him a sense of security. It seems that no matter what happens, he can properly deal with it.

"Well, I'm so tired." Suddenly, a woman's voice came from outside.

Song Yi "!"

"My mother is back..."

"Xiaoyi, who is the room light on?"

Song Yigang's clothes are messy. Although she helps him, his hands are not honest.

She was in a hurry to pack her clothes.

"Click -" the door was pushed open: "this is not..." Off.

Song Yi's action is stopped and his lips are full of color.

Tang Si also stood in the same place.

Song's mother looked at them, but didn't say a word.

"You, you two..."

"What's the matter?" Song's father's voice also came, and the footsteps came closer.

Standing behind song's mother, he was stunned to see the scene.

No one thought that the two were going to live in the Song family.

The scene was very awkward at one time.

If you think about it with your toes, you know what they've just done.

Finally, Tang Si coughed softly, politely breaking the silence: "good uncle and aunt."

"Ah." Song's mother laughed: "Xiao Tang."

"I'm sorry. I thought who left the light on. I wanted to turn it off."

Tang Si pursed his lips, slow bar should be: "no, I didn't tell you in advance, abrupt."

"That Mom and Dad, you just came back to wash Song Yi: "I see the property notice. After a while, the gas will stop and there will be no hot water."

"Ah? Is that so? " Song's mother looked at Song's father and said, "hurry to wash. I've been working hard for such a long time. I'm very dusty."

She looked at Tang Si again: "I'll talk about it later."

Tang Si smiles appropriately: "good."

……

His father and mother left.

Song Yi took a look at him and laughed: "great, officer Tang."

Tang Si nodded slowly: "yes, it's just lasting, isn't it?"

“………” Is that what she's talking about?!

……

In the end, it's hard to avoid being called to talk.

This way, song's mother takes Song Yi to the room.

Song's mother is from the past, directly to the point: "you with him, how many times?"

Song Yi sits upright, her hair is a little messy, but she is still dignified and charming. She glances at her mother: "how many times?"

"That thing." Song's mother felt embarrassed when she said it, but she still had to say it and educate her well.

But Song Yi's mind is not on it. He looks out and pays attention to the movement: "my father really can't beat people?"

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