Chapter 432

Song Yi said that he would pull him up.

But the man buckled her hand with the hot temperature in his palm.

Song Yi action pause, eyes involuntarily looked to Tang Si.

He closed his eyes and frowned tightly. It seemed that he was very uncomfortable. He grasped the chair tightly and the blue veins on his arm were protruding, as if he was suffering from pain.

Next to the small colored lights on Tang Si's face, flashing, clear and dark.

"Tang Si." Song Yi tone gently called his name, unconsciously soft down.

"Well." He closed his eyes, should be a, immediately, tone slow and unbearable: "sit with me for a while."

"Don't you really have to go to the hospital?" Song Yi is still worried. It's not easy to get better by sitting with her.

"Sit down first." The man's tone in the quiet room is particularly heavy, he opened his eyelids and looked at her quietly, and then a smile: "I don't want to move now."

Song Yi frowned, left and right tangled for a while, finally obedient to sit next to Tang Si.

As she sat down, the smell of her body came from her nose. Only when she got close could she smell it.

Once smell, comfortable and stable let people no matter how upset are stable down.

In the filthy and dark dust, there are no bright flowers.

There will be no spotless heart.

He has a bright career. He can see the inner darkness more thoroughly than anyone else. Good and bad, right and wrong, are all in his mind.

If we say evil and darkness, he can be that kind of person, in that kind of world, he can be the master at will.

But a man like a God will not accept the maggot life of hiding in the mud and black soil. The pride in his heart is not allowed.

It is shameful and compassionate that he does not allow himself to be with those who press him into deep darkness.

Tang Si's head slightly tilted, gently leaning on Song Yi's shoulder,

she did not escape, but a silent connivance.

He can hear the woman's slow breathing and the heartbeat.

His body was stained with her temperature and aroma, and the man breathed more slowly than he did.

Song Yi she is too sweet, sweet let him more sink, addiction.

Also too gorgeous, bright, is a small sun.

He knew that she was not like this in front of outsiders. Only with him, she would be soft and coquettish. She had a very feminine side and showed everything in front of him.

Her posture, want to reverse the sentient beings, really effortless, who always have a bright, soul stirring beauty.

Let a person see, want permanent collection.

Such a woman, wholeheartedly, full of his women, let him how willing to let go.

He thought many times that for her, he wanted to stand in guangxili.

Song Yi listened to his breathing voice, his eyelashes trembled slightly, sipped his lips lightly, reached out and touched the back of the man's head gently: "is it really OK?"

"Well." Tang Si is still closed eyes, but the mood is very magical relaxed.

Suddenly he laughed again, low laughter from the chest, low and floating heart: "how this time don't let me Tuo, let you check?"

Always lazy voice line, with a bit of bad humor.

It's both ruffian and bad.

His hand suddenly up, gently clasp her waist, bad make people scalp Numb: "very clear, another lift will be eaten? Well

His faint laughter wrapped in his ears, the voice deliberately low pressure, the amplitude of sultry tight.

Song Yiduo took a look, but the man's eyes were still closed.

She wanted to stand up and push the old rascal away.

But I'm really afraid that his wound has split and she's relaxing. She's going to push it and it's getting more serious. What can she do?

Song Yi pressed down his surging emotion and said patiently, "if you beep again, I'll leave."

How to return a responsibility son, depend on to recuperate a wound well all can't, still want to tease her.

I don't remember to eat or fight.

"No more."

Tang Si's hand from her waist around to the front, big hand dead of the clasp her hand.

A woman's hands are small and slender. He can wrap them directly.

For nothing else, I'm really afraid that this woman will slip away from me.

"Come home with me later, will you?" He asked in a very calm voice.

Song Yi: "go home again

How did she feel that the old fox was setting her up? He's really good at sewing pins.

But looked at him, really can't be pretended, that wound she saw.

When he went back, it was cold at night, there was no one at home, not even a dog.After thinking about it, he went back like this, and she was not very relieved.

Song Yi cleared his throat, determined and upright: "I'll leave after I send you back."

The man's eyebrows bent up: "OK, thank you, Mr. Song."

"How are you?" Song Yi slightly moved the shoulder, muscle has begun to sour: "you are very heavy, rely on my shoulder pain."

"Ah..." Tang si a burst of low smile, from her body up.

"All right."

"On the goblin, charge."

It seems that no matter how tired you are, you won't be.

Song Yi stares at his eyebrows and eyes from a close distance. He doesn't know how. His eyes fall on his hair.

Suddenly tightly frowned.

She stood up and looked at the top of his hair.

To make sure that he was not wrong, Song Yi's heart sank.

"What's the matter?" Tang Si asked in a faint voice.

Song Yi's hand gently patted the top of the man's hair, heart vine complex bitter: "tangsi, you have white hair."

"Is it?" Tang Si eyebrows slightly raised, tone slightly a bit heavy, but also calm in a parallel line, not much ups and downs, also can not see care: "it seems that brother is really old."

"No wonder Song Yi always calls me an old man."

He said the understatement, seems not to care.

But every word of Song Yi's heart is full of pain.

Tightly grasp, very uncomfortable.

White hair, 28 years old, really not old.

This can only prove that he really bears too much, works too hard, and even pretends to be lazy all day and doesn't care about anything.

In fact, he knew everything in his heart.

In life, at work, and that depression.

He's almost out of breath.

In the days without her How did he get through it?

Song Yi red lips slightly moved, suddenly snorted: "you say, you are not secretly hiding my age, you don't have to be an old man who is taking the minimum living allowance?"

She can only make her performance easier, otherwise, her eyes will be hot.

Hearing this, Tang Si grabbed Song Yi's hand and said, "is there an old man with a minimum living security who has such good physical strength and good appearance as me?"

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