Being His Little Fox - Chapter 25

Chapter 25: Isn’t That What You Wanted? Why Do You Bother to Cover It?

Her feminine posture and exquisite appearance seemed to be a gift from God; she was so stunningly beautiful.

Since the two of them had a fight last night, Song Yi didn’t speak when she saw him coming in.

Tang Si folded his hands around his chest, tapped his elbow with his slender fingers and said, “I heard you have an alibi at your home. Let’s go get it, Miss Song.”

He broke the ice first.

He discovered this last night.

And he also learned that Song Yi had originally planned to talk to him about this yesterday. But they ended up having a quarrel.

Song Yi felt his superior tone was quite annoying but she was a sensible person, so she decided not to care that the person who was going to retrieve the evidence with her was Tang Si.

Remaining cold-faced, she stood up silently, looking much more obedient than last night. At least she appeared different from last night when she was as bright as a little sun.

Perhaps it was because she didn’t know anyone aside from him at the police station that she didn’t want to quarrel with him and tried to control her temper.

She had been sitting for too long and her legs were numb, so after just two steps, she staggered and fell towards him—

Tang Si had received professional training, so he responded very quickly.

He turned his body sideways, avoiding Song Yi and preventing her from falling into his arms.

While avoiding her, he stretched out his hand to firmly grasp Song Yi’s arm.

Her arm was slender and her skin was very smooth.

Song Yi’s arm was grabbed by him, and she could clearly feel the roughness of his calloused palm.

A strong smell of tobacco entered her nose.

It was quite strong, much stronger than the scent she smelled before.

In a flash, she steadied herself. But since she was still wearing a suspender skirt, when she bent forward, her cleavage was exposed.

Under the light, her skin was as fair as snow and Tang Si’s gaze stopped for less than a second before he turned away.

After she steadied herself, she immediately covered her chest and Tang Si released her arm.

Putting his hands in his trouser pockets, he glimpsed this little movement of hers and his Adam’s apple bobbed slightly. “Isn’t that what you wanted? Why do you bother to cover it?”

His voice was low and a little husky, but it sounded nice.

But for some reason, Song Yi sensed some irony in these words.

She sneered. “Is that what you men think? Do you want me to take my dress off and show you my body?”

Song Yi had always been bold in her words and actions.

Tang Si pursed his lips, not responding.

He was a man and didn’t want to argue with a woman about these things.

Tang Si didn’t speak.

“You’ve kept me here and haven’t let me change, ” Song Yi said. “It’s so hot here. I smell really bad.”

She couldn’t even take a bath.

Tang Si didn’t answer her, and the topic ended.

Neither of them spoke all the way to the car.

Song Yi realized he wasn’t even trying to interrogate her, although he had tried to pry something out of her mouth before.

She sat in the front passenger seat and watched Tang Si fasten his seatbelt lazily. Then he spread his legs, guided the steering wheel with one hand, looked at the rear-view mirror from time to time, reversed the car, and drove out of the parking lot in one shot.

He was wearing a watch on his wrist but Song Yi couldn’t recognize the brand. It was black, mysterious and upscale.

Maybe it was just an unknown brand, but on Tang Si’s wrist, this watch looked very expensive.

He held the steering wheel so casually and the blue veins on his hand protruded and occasionally twitched with his movements. Song Yi couldn’t help but gulp.

So sexy.

These hands weren’t tender but were slender, strong and nicely shaped, looking very masculine and wild with the protruding blue veins.

Why was every part of this man’s body so attractive?