Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox Chapter 147: This Is My Boyfriend

The man’s footsteps suddenly stopped.

Song Yi was a bit puzzled: "What’s wrong?"

Tang Si lowered his eyes and reached out to hold her hand up.

His gaze fixated, his brows furrowed together: "What’s wrong with your hand?"

The man’s voice was sowhat deep.

Song Yi shrank back a little, preparing to withdraw her hand from him.

But he gripped it firmly.

The fair hand was red all over, looking sowhat startling.

"Just a minor burn, it’s nothing."

Tang Si: "Let’s go put so burn ointnt on."

Saying that, he started to pull her along to leave.

Song Yi wouldn’t move her feet, and when Tang Si looked back, he saw the woman standing there with a pair of longing fox-like eyes gazing at him.

Tang Si’s gaze was deep, fixing on her, and under his gaze, Song Yi licked her flushed lips: "Aren’t you going upstairs to sleep? I just saw you seed tired."

Upon hearing this, the man suddenly curved his lips with a hint of naughtiness: "Sleep with you?"

Song Yi: "..."

Tang Si pulled her along out: "What nonsense are you talking?"

"Well, it’s not impossible either."

The woman’s voice stamred from behind.

Tang Si abruptly turned around: "What did you say?"

Song Yi dared greatly, both wild and alluring: "I said sleep with , it’s not impossible either..."

Tang Si took a deep breath, and Song Yi felt his grip on her hand tightened a bit.

"Tang Si, how old are you?" Song Yi looked at him: "I heard from others that you’ve never had a girlfriend."

"So when certain needs suddenly arise and it’s hard to suppress them, how do you deal with it?"

Song Yi seed like she wanted to take his ID card out of his pocket.

But more like she was igniting the fire everywhere.

Tang Si’s voice was raspy: "28 years old."

Upon hearing this, she stopped her hand movent.

Laughing charmingly: "Twenty-eight, and you’re still a..."

The words were left unfinished.

Tang Si laughed: "Twenty-eight and still keeping clean, isn’t that good?"

"Are you hoping I’m not?"

Song Yi licked her lips: "I’ve heard that experienced ones make girls suffer less."

Tang Si’s eyes narrowed dangerously: "Did I make you suffer?"

"You didn’t make suffer." Song Yi lifted her eyes: "Then should the first ti you have gone in.chi.es?"

Provocation, this was provocation.

Tang Si’s breath was heavy again, and his gaze towards Song Yi was deeper.

"If I went in, you’d certainly cry."

Song Yi, recklessly bold, imdiately responded: "Didn’t you want to see cry for you?"

Tang Si’s tongue slightly licked the rear molars, almost squeezing two words through his teeth: "Sooner or later."

"Now, let’s put dicine on your hand."

Besides, he had other things to do.

When the two walked out, they encountered Wen Mu, along with Wen’s father and mother, who seed to be going sowhere for a toast.

Song Yi stopped beside Tang Si, embodying a shy little woman.

"Hello, Uncle and Auntie." She greeted them and glanced at Wen Mu as a greeting.

"Dad, Mom." Tang Si spoke.

Wen’s father and mother responded with pursed lips, their attitude was not very good, so Song Yi tilted her head to look at Tang Si, his face remaining calm and seemingly accustod.

"Brother." Wen Mu called out to Tang Si as politeness required.

Tang Si gently acknowledged.

"Miss Song, are you alright just now?" Wen’s mother was particularly enthusiastic towards Song Yi.

"No." Song Yi smiled charmingly: "Just a little burn."

Tang Si’s deep eyes glanced at Wen’s father and mother, his gaze turned colder, did they cause Song Yi’s burn?

Song Yi felt his gaze: "I was careless myself."

Wen’s father glanced, knowing she ca out with Tang Si: "Miss Song, do you know our Tang Si?"

Song Yi saw Tang Si’s cold attitude towards Wen’s father and mother, suggesting a poor relationship.

So, Song Yi’s attitude was less warm and only politely distant.

"I know." She suddenly lifted her hand, wrapped around Tang Si’s arm, leaned her head closer to his, smiling brightly and flirtatiously, like the warm sun: "He’s my boyfriend, how could I not know him?"