The man’s brows and eyes were deep and restrained, the ends of his peach blossom eyes seed to hook the spring color, with hooks that made Song Yi’s heart pound.
How did he say that out loud...
Seeing that she was motionless, he stared at her face for a while, then suddenly raised his hand, removed the hand she had covered: "Listen, I still have a task on , we need to hurry."
His voice and tone were very gentle.
Song Yi felt an incredibly close distance, no longer the previous feeling of closeness yet aloofness.
Song Yi saw his calm eyes, without any extra thoughts, silently, obediently listened...
He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her soft body into his arms, his head swept past her shoulder, looking at the buckle behind her.
With both hands, he undid it.
Their proximity was so close that even breaths could be heard. Such a scene was inexplicably hot and ambiguous.
A certain desire silently spread and grew.
Song Yi held her breath, only feeling a relief in her body, her whole person relaxed a lot.
He took that thing down, a vast beautiful view unfolded before his eyes.
Tang Si bit his lip, Song Yi did not notice the cotton swab in his hand had already been broken.
He lightly pressed his lips, lowered his head, used disinfectant, applying dicine, paying special attention to every inch of skin, his fingertips brushed over her skin, inducing a tingling numbness.
Song Yi’s breathing was trembling.
A flush rose on her face, having felt cold before, now only feeling hot.
Tang Si was the first man to look at her like this.
Looking so openly, even touching without restraint.
A strange and exciting feeling, carrying a liking and deep love for him, feeling as if floating amidst clouds, a fearful yet thrilled satisfaction and comfort.
The ti passed unknowingly.
The sound of the rain mixed with the man’s low magnetic voice ca—
"My little enchantress Song Yi, why are you so beautiful, everywhere beautiful..."
"Don’t block, applying dicine..."
"What kind of look is that?"
"Why look at ? In my mind, I’ve already... hmm... so many tis. Why is my little enchantress blushing? Aren’t you quite wild?"
A sentence in the middle was omitted, he didn’t say directly.
But Song Yi would understand.
...
When Tang Si got off the car.
He put on the raincoat again, seemingly unchanged, his whole body stern yet free.
But at that mont he got off, a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
He felt pained for her, felt pained till his eyes turned red.
Now that he had her, he would smile with joy and excitent.
Only the smile was very restrained.
In front of outsiders, his image had to be maintained.
"Captain Tang."
"Mm." Tang Si glanced at the small slope: "Three more down there, get them up."
Just now, as Song Yi said.
"We’ve already sent people down to find them, Captain Tang, would you like to go back first?"
Tang Si’s gaze fell on his car, handed over the keys: "Take the little fragile flower from my car to the hospital."
The person froze for a mont, the one in the car, was it Miss Song Yi?
The little sly one?
Why did Captain Tang’s Mandarin seem not standard, heard he had dual PhD degrees, all kinds of certificates in a pile.
It was said, his education and knowledge far surpassed those certificates, if knowledge had full marks, that would only confine and limit Tang Si’s ability.
Who knows how much more he could surpass others in wisdom?
"Alright." The person nodded, took the keys.
Tang Si seed to think of sothing, suddenly took back the keys: "Hold on for ."
After speaking, he walked toward the car.
Song Yi had just been teased until her legs went weak, now blushing and limp on the back seat, not a bit of strength.
Wearing his black silk shirt on body.
"Click—" Suddenly the car door was opened by soone again.
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