The man lowered his gaze to look at her.
Her eyes were hazy with a drunken look, and being stared at like that, the woman in his embrace buried her head into his chest instantly.
Her small head pressed against his chest: "I said stop, stop, I’m scared of pain."
After speaking, the man didn’t answer her for a long ti.
"..."???
What’s going on?
She tightened her grip; why isn’t he speaking?
Does he think she’s too forward?
But she was very proactive from the start... So why isn’t he talking?
Is she not attractive anymore?
Song Yi’s mind was in a ss, her thoughts tangled.
After gathering her thoughts for quite a while, she finally mustered the courage to look up.
Just as she looked up, the man leaned in for a kiss.
It was gentle, very tender.
Song Yi was so bewildered, she took two steps back but was imdiately pulled back by him, surrounded by his breath.
This is... is he going straight for it?
She closed her eyes, accepting and yielding.
Suddenly, the man held her chin, his kiss landed at the corners of her lips.
Song Yi was dumbfounded again.
This is... what’s happening now?
"You’re overthinking." Tang Si: "Not now."
He distanced himself a bit from Song Yi, holding her chin so she’d look at him: "What I ant just now is, next ti could you wear... a little?"
In front of her, the man chuckled wickedly, his tone very gentle.
Yet it exuded a playful mischief, his voice was deep and sexy.
Song Yi was quite flustered.
But she still had a thread of clarity, was he really not interested?
She was gathering herself to say sothing back.
But he suddenly touched her face lightly, his gaze lingering and gentle.
He leaned down close to her ear: "Still, don’t overthink."
With that, he paused, then lightly said four words: "Ti is not enough."
Song Yi looked at him, her face blushing even more!
The awkward part wasn’t about them, it was knowing there would be a next ti.
He let her go, still smiling, gently patting her head: "Go change clothes."
Tang Si thought she might be scared, might refuse. So he teased a bit, couples always need so fun.
The most unexpected thing was, she was willing.
Song Yi was actually a very sensible woman, understanding social dynamics, knowing the boundaries between n and won, she was cold yet polite in her deanor.
Yet, with him, she seed to be willingly swept away.
Giving and receiving as he wished.
Song Yi couldn’t find any words for a while.
Tang Si chuckled: "Ti’s really tight, there’s a eting at eight."
"Next ti."
His smile was ambiguous, very naughty.
Next ti...
Suddenly, Song Yi thought of sothing and shifted the topic: "Aren’t you going to ask about my Monts?"
Tang Si raised an eyebrow, smirking playfully: "Ask what? Ask why you post for my eyes only?"
"And then let you answer, to seduce ?"
When he first saw it, he was truly annoyed, but peeking in and seeing her just waking up wrapped in a towel, looking panicked.
He instantly understood.
She was simply trying to catch his attention, really waited all night for him.
How was he worthy of this from her.
Hearing that, Song Yi pouted, just feeling it was boring.
Tang Si, being a detective, was too smart, too insightful, he always had Song Yi completely figured out.
She pushed Tang Si away: "Move aside."
Tang Si watched her want to leave, slowly exhaled.
He glanced down: "Hold on..."
"Woof!" Suddenly, Haha barked.
Tang Si abruptly looked up.
From the bedroom door over there, Haha directly bit Song Yi’s towel, tugging—
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