Fang Chang was a bit nearsighted and hadn’t clearly seen what the woman standing there looked like.
"What’s going on, why? Is she ugly or sothing?" Fang Chang squinted toward the big tree over there, still excited: "Even with my blurry vision, from what I see, her figure’s not bad at all."
"As long as the figure’s good, what’s the difference in the dark? It’s all the sa, the figure is the most important."
Fang Chang eagerly pulled Shen Yuniannian, ready to go over and chat her up.
Shen Yuniannian pushed Fang Chang’s hand away and kicked his leg, cursing under his breath: "Get out of here, that’s Song Yi, do you have a hundred lives you’d dare to hit on her?"
"Wha-what?" Fang Chang rubbed his eyes, then carefully looked at the woman again, gasping: "I thought she looked familiar, like I’ve seen her sowhere before."
Just then, a black Land Rover stopped in front of her, blocking Fang Chang’s view.
"Damn, Tang Si’s car." Fang Chang quickly retracted his gaze, his face falling instantly.
He tried to pull Shen Yuniannian, panicking: "Go, go, go, run! If he finds out you’re interested in his wife he’ll kill you."
His hand grabbed at empty air, feeling futile.
Looking back, Shen Yuniannian had run off ages ago.
Fang Chang: "..."
Damn, coward.
Despite his inner complaints, the next second, he also crept away quietly.
Two cowards, making a pair.
...
They were simply curious about the woman, ca to check it out once they got the news, and it turned out to be Song Yi.
No wonder it’s Tang Si’s woman, even the ones he finds are tough.
Tang Si’s car stopped, but he saw Song Yi gazing at the front gate.
The woman stood quietly, the wind blowing her hair, wrapping her small face, glowing pale.
His elbow rested on the window ledge, looking lazily at the gate too, which was empty and barren.
Tang Si looked at her with an amused expression, whistling: "What are you looking at? Get in."
Song Yi drew back her gaze, her eyes falling on the man’s face.
"Just now it seed like two people planned to hit on ." Song Yi tilted her head slightly, blinking as she walked over: "From afar they seed pretty decent-looking."
"I just don’t understand why they didn’t co over."
She sighed softly: "One seed like the captain of the anti-narcotics team or sothing?"
The way she ntioned it casually, Tang Si raised an eyebrow.
"You get in the car first."
"I’ll drive, you get out." Song Yi tapped the car window.
He’d just been feeling unwell, and now driving downhill again wouldn’t be good for him.
"I can manage driving."
The man chuckled softly, feeling helpless: "Am I that weak in your eyes?"
He still needed to take her sowhere else. If she drove, would he still have any control? Absolutely not.
Song Yi eyed him suspiciously, sensing sothing off.
"Weren’t you uncomfortable? Now you seem fine, do I not need to accompany you ho then?"
She thought the man would argue or sothing.
But he just nodded slightly: "Maybe, but now you don’t have a car to get down the hill either. So you still have to get in, Miss Song?"
"I feel like you’re trying to kidnap ." Song Yi rarely joked with him, sweetly and softly.
His hand lazily supported his chin, his voice laced with a husky desire: "Kidnap you ho, make you my wife, you willing?"
His peach-blossom eyes intensely looked at her face, deep and burning.
The deep, hoarse voice seed to stir a strange restlessness within her.
How does he turn each and every line into a proposal?
Such shalessness!
Seeing Song Yi’s silence.
"Ouch..." Tang Si suddenly tapped his head with his fingers, amused: "I forgot sothing."
Song Yi looked at him full of question marks, unsure of his intentions.
Her mind was a bit foggy, and she started to feel nervous.
Because his slender fingers were unfastening his seatbelt.
Soon, he opened the car door and got out completely.
Song Yi: "...?"
She felt a bit bewildered.
His face was calm, yet with a hint of a smile, composed and elegant, sohow tugging at her heart.
As the man passed her, he walked around the car and opened the passenger door for her.
Only then did he flash a gentlemanly smile: "Almost forgot to open the door for my dear President Song."
The posture of the leaves swayed with the cold wind, casting shadows on the ground, one leaf landing on his shoulder.
The scattering flowers enchants the eyes, in this mont, the man exuded a certain graceful elegance?
Song Yi thought she’s been quite captivated, even having an illusion.
She pursed her lips and got into the car.
The man put his hand above the car door, to prevent her head from hitting the window.
When Song Yi bent down to get in, she had to go through his arms.
Bending down made her heart race uncontrollably, his scent flooding over her.
Cool and with a faint tobacco aroma.
A pure and alluring masculine scent, every close proximity sending her heartbeat into disorder.
Already feeling strangely anxious, she hurried to get in, fearing she’d blush any mont.
Blushing or not, she truly couldn’t suppress it.
Given she’d only been in love once, when faced with n like Tang Si, she truly had no defense.
As soon as one foot stepped in, Song Yi felt a sudden grip on her waist, his other hand hooking around her.
Song Yi instantly fell into a warm embrace, the man’s facial structure both sharp and gentle, exquisitely charming with a mischievous grin.
She widened her eyes, staring at him.
The man seed so innocent, his voice laughing: "How co you’re so careless? If I hadn’t held you, you’d have fallen."
"..." Really, it was just his excuse to hold her, playing the victim.
Sohow, Song Yi didn’t get angry, even finding her lips unable to suppress a smile.
This was just too sweet and flirtatious.
Remain composed, remain composed, remain composed, until he declares his attitude, must remain composed.
Her elbow nudged Tang Si’s chest, carefully avoiding his uninjured side.
With a serious tone: "Let go."
Tang Si thought she was a bit annoyed being teased.
"My bad." He released his hold, his apologetic tone clear: "You’re just too irresistible, couldn’t hold back and wanted a hug."
"Next ti, I ask your permission before hugging?"
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