Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox Chapter 33: Ever Thought About Getting a Boyfriend?

Editor: Henyee Translations

"Knock, knock, knock——" The door was knocked on again.

Song Yi’s heart jumped to her throat; it was the middle of the night, too strange.

Her whole body got goosebumps from the knocking.

She slowly approached the door, preparing to look through the peephole to see who it was.

Just as she was about to get close to the door, she felt uneasy and grabbed a fruit knife from the coffee table in the living room.

"Ring, ring, ring——"

Just as she reached the door, her phone suddenly rang loudly.

The hand holding the fruit knife trembled sharply, almost cutting her hand, she looked at the phone with vigilant eyes.

Incoming call—Mu Wanxue.

It was her good friend.

The knocking stopped at this point, perhaps the caller heard her ringtone.

Song Yi swallowed, just answered the call, and Mu Wanxue’s rather unfriendly voice ca through: "Open the door, aren’t you awake? I brought you so night snacks."

"Was it you knocking?"

Mu Wanxue found her question inexplicable: "Who else could it be, besides ? Hurry up and let in. Taking so long, are you sleeping with a man in there or sothing?"

Hearing her sowhat nagging voice, Song Yi let out a sigh of relief.

Only then did she rember, during work, Mu Wanxue had called to ask if she was asleep.

Being sowhat worried about her disappearance, pondering what she had been doing these past days, Song Yi put down the fruit knife in her hand and smoothed her hair.

Noticing the cold sweat on her forehead, Song Yi pursed her lips, "You’re such a coward, Song Yi."

Feeling ntally exhausted, she slowly walked over to open the door.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Mu Wanxue carrying big bags of night snacks in her hands.

She was wearing a jumpsuit with suspenders, her ponytail tied high, looking full of youthful energy.

A baby face, a very pure first-love face, completely opposite in looks and temperant to Song Yi.

Song Yi tugged at the corner of her lips and imdiately reached out to wrap an arm around her shoulder: "You wicked woman, trying to make fat so you can look prettier than ."

As she spoke, she accepted the night snacks from her hand.

Mu Wanxue changed her shoes and looked inside: "Really no man?"

Song Yi pressed her shoulder, making her sit on the sofa: "Stop looking, there’s really no one."

She smiled alluringly: "What man would want to sleep with ?"

The tone was light, the voice soft, the whole person was gentle.

While speaking, Song Yi glanced towards the study intentionally or unintentionally, repeatedly confirming that aside from them, there was no one else in this apartnt.

Or perhaps her ti at the criminal investigation team had left her ntally unsettled upon returning.

Mu Wanxue sat cross-legged on the sofa, looking at Song Yi: "Honestly, aren’t you planning to find a boyfriend?"

"Boyfriend?" Song Yi repeated absentmindedly, and suddenly thought of Tang Si.

His wild face, seductive Adam’s apple, exuding male hormones everywhere.

Every move having the potential to captivate a woman’s heart.

For no reason, she felt her face get a little hot. She touched her face with her hands, suddenly realizing her hand had touched his—

"...Damn it!"

She instantly removed her hand from her face.

And the scorching heat seed to burn into her heart in an instant, boiling, her heart pounding.

Mu Wanxue looked at Song Yi: "What’s wrong? Spring dreaming?"

Song Yi sat down to eat the night snack, covering up the truth: "Dreaming my ass."

Eating the barbecue, she felt a little distracted. To be honest, she was quite interested in the man who seed wild and lazy but was actually aloof and cold to the bone.

If she couldn’t find soone she liked, soone she loved in this life, shouldn’t she at least find a handso and excellent person to enjoy so pleasure of life?

Thinking this, Song Yi swallowed—

In her mind, she had already undressed the person—