Step by step, she retreated, and was pushed onto the sofa.
Song Yi wanted to see Tang Si’s expression, wanted to know what he looked like at this mont.
Before she could look, her eyes were covered by the man, and soon Tang Si’s warm breath ca, he bent down, very close to her, right at her lips.
Song Yi wanted to struggle, but her whole body was held down tightly, unable to move.
Without speaking, she heard his voice: "Can you feel how I treat you?"
"Think I don’t love you enough? You ask that kind of question?"
He never disliked anything about Song Yi, never.
Song Yi’s question, it was tantamount to stabbing Tang Si’s heart.
It made Tang Si wonder, is it because I don’t love this woman enough that she would ask this kind of question?
Moreover, Tang Si already felt that he owed Song Yi many things, things he could never fully compensate for.
His voice was neither light nor heavy, but Song Yi could feel it, the man’s breathing was chaotic, his tone was trembling, those words were almost spoken through gritted teeth.
As she breathed, there was a scent of tobacco mixed with Tang Si’s faint aroma of green tea.
At this mont, even though this man was right in front of her, Song Yi felt she was far away from him.
She also realized she shouldn’t have asked those questions.
But she just asked on impulse.
What won care about is just these things.
Continuously wanting to confirm her status in her boyfriend’s heart.
She felt her throat tighten, dry, unable to speak.
Tang Si bit Song Yi’s lip fiercely: "Next ti, if you ask that kind of question, I’ll let you know if I love you enough."
Song Yi winced in pain, but didn’t make a sound.
"I just asked, wanted to know your answer." Song Yi slowly spoke, her voice very small.
"Fine, I’ll tell you the answer."
...
Around two o’clock in the morning.
The man carried her out of the bathroom.
Song Yi’s cheeks were flushed.
When she lay down, she hugged Tang Si’s waist, snuggling close to his ear: "I want you to love , always."
This sentence had a double aning.
It was this sentence that made Tang Si, lying next to her, pause for a mont.
He squinted his eyes: "What do you an?"
The man’s voice was hoarse.
Song Yi moved closer to him, there was a scent of shower gel, she also had this scent on her.
When two people have the sa scent, it inexplicably makes the heart race, feels amazing, feels the distance closes once again.
"Just the aning from before."
"Are you courting death?"
"No." Song Yi’s tone was light: "I’m serious, I want it always..."
Song Yi instantly felt the man hook her waist.
It hadn’t been too much earlier.
She always shouted she couldn’t take it, pitifully.
He couldn’t bear it, moving gently and tenderly.
Now she ca again.
Tang Si really couldn’t hold back.
In the end, the woman held down his hand, smiling, raised his hand in the air in a clasping motion.
"Though it’s what I want, it’s not possible." Song Yi’s lips curved with a smile: "You can play with Miss Five Fingers."
"After all, before you t , she was the one who accompanied you, right?"
Song Yi was also very mischievous, she was never a very obedient woman.
In matters like this, she also wouldn’t let Tang Si have the upper hand.
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