Song Yi exhaled softly, leaning against the wall, her heart racing.
Her voice was soft and tender: "Wha-what are you saying?"
Tang Si curved his lips: "Hmm hmm ah ah."
Song Yi’s face flushed instantly.
She truly didn’t expect Tang Si to co by, didn’t expect him to be right here so coincidentally.
Her face was as red as if it were dyed with peach blossoms.
Suddenly, Song Yi’s body stiffened.
She pushed Tang Si’s hand away: "Hey, don’t touch randomly."
The man chuckled lowly: "What’s random about this? Don’t you miss ?"
"I told you, my aunt is here." (Referring to her period)
"Not teasing you anymore." Tang Si chuckled, releasing her: "Quite the coincidence, working out here and running into my girlfriend."
"Lift your head."
Song Yi, head lowered, listened to his voice, her heart in turmoil.
How to explain her swollen and red eyes?
Song Yi kept her head very low: "You have to promise first, you won’t think I’m ugly."
As she raised her head, her eyes were red and swollen.
Tang Si frowned: "Have you cried?"
"Had a nightmare?"
The man’s voice was low, with an unusually soft tone.
Normally, it’s either lazy, deep, indifferent, or cold.
Otherwise, it’s ambiguous and mischievous.
Rarely did he show such softness.
When he’s soft, most often it’s because she’s hurt, and he feels for her.
Song Yi had already concocted a string of nonsense. Upon hearing Tang Si’s question, she was slightly stunned.
He thought about whether she might have had a nightmare.
Indeed, she had a nightmare, considering it a terrifying attack, like a sniper rifle aid at her head.
Almost took her life.
"No." Song Yi brewed her emotions, then lowered her head again: "It’s just that when I ca out, Haha fell ill. I thought it was going to die, got scared and cried..."
Sorry, Haha, I’m cursing you a bit in advance, heavens please don’t take it seriously!
Tang Si pursed his lips, his peach blossom eyes fixed on her, emotions deep and heavy. After a while, he raised his hand and gently patted Song Yi’s head.
"What’s to eat?" Tang Si’s gaze landed on the takeout inside the room: "Let’s eat together, I’m hungry."
Song Yi looked at his eyes, knowing that Tang Si must have guessed sothing.
But he didn’t bluntly expose her, only gently stroked her head.
He gave her enough space; for things she didn’t want to say, even if he guessed them, he wouldn’t pursue or ask more.
It must be said, being with Tang Si was truly comfortable.
He thought about everything, nothing seed to escape his notice.
Song Yi licked her lips.
Well, it allowed her to hide her grievances and little lancholy without saying, letting him notice and feel sorry.
Won need n to feel sorry, to love them.
Song Yi had ordered quite a bit of takeout.
She pulled Tang Si over, letting him sit on the sofa, while she squatted by his legs, picking up food from the coffee table.
One hand naturally rested on Tang Si’s leg.
Tang Si looked at the woman by his leg, petite and alluring, with her hair down, smiling and picking up a piece of at with chopsticks.
"Heard this at is really good, want to try it?"
She lifted her head to look at him, smiling brightly, her fox-like eyes curved.
Her alluring and delicate deanor, Tang Si couldn’t get enough of, just wanted to keep watching her.
Tang Si slightly licked his lips: "I want to try other at dishes."
Song Yi was montarily unresponsive, thought for a mont, then ate the piece of at herself.
"What do you want to eat? Shall I order so for you? Beef? Lamb?"
Song Yi said, her small hand resting on his leg as she stood up.
Having squatted for too long, she stood up quickly, blood rushing to her head, making her dizzy, losing balance and falling towards him—
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