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Chapter 26 I Will Not Leave
He has plenty.

Song Yixi could only accept it.

The atmosphere in the house is quiet.

Wen Shiyu suddenly said, "Woman, remember, I won't leave."

She needn't have worried at all.

Song Yixi bit her lip, gave a muffled hum, and unconsciously grabbed the shirt on his body with her slender fingers.

It was a dependent posture that she didn't even notice.

The wind blows the treetops, making a small sound.

After a while, Wen Shiyu coughed lightly, and said stiffly, "Woman... how long are you going to hug me?"

If you don't remind her, she still has enough hugs.

Song Yixi was stunned for a moment, and when he regained his consciousness and realized what he was doing, his whole body bounced away like a spring, and the roots of his ears burned red in an instant.

What did she do!
To have hugged him for so long...

Wen Shiyu stood up straight, and glanced at her lightly. This woman is shy now.

It was so unrestrained just now.

After looking at her carefully for a moment, Wen Shiyu frowned suddenly, "Why are you so thin?"

Song Yixi touched her pale face subconsciously. She had eaten less this week, and she was not in a body that tends to get fat. I'm afraid she lost a lot of weight this week.

On the opposite side, Wen Shiyu looked down at her deeply, and suddenly said, "Is that why you miss me?"

Didn't even eat.

He stretched out his hand, pulled her in front of him, rubbed her head roughly in a comforting way, and said thoughtfully, "It seems that no matter where I go next time, I will take you with me." Otherwise, this woman's small body , must be starving.

Just as Song Yixi was about to speak, he shook his head again and said with a sigh, "I didn't expect you to be so clingy..."

Like him so much, just like a newborn kitten, can't live without him.

"..." Song Yixi opened his mouth, but finally gave up his defense.

Forget it, who made her do something that misunderstood him today...

"Have you had dinner?" The two walked to the living room.

Song Yixi shook his head.

Wen Shiyu guessed it, and called Wu Sen to buy food.

He himself walked into the bathroom with long legs to take a shower.

Song Yixi was sitting on the sofa, listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, he felt that the house, which was still deserted just now, became alive in an instant.

"Wang!"

Song Yixi turned his gaze to the little milk dog at his feet.

Because there is enough water and dog food, the little milk dog is also alive and well.

She touched its head and murmured, "He said he won't leave..."

"Woof! Wang!" The little milk dog responded to her twice, and circled around her happily.

Song Yixi couldn't help but curled the corners of her lips.

Half an hour later, Wen Shiyu came out of the shower.

Song Yixi also finished dinner.

She glanced at his wet ears and the tail behind him, blinked and said, "Shall I blow your hair for you?"

"My hair is dry." Wen Shiyu frowned and glanced at her. Didn't she see that his hair was dry?

Song Yixi pointed to the wet tail behind him, "Your tail is not dry yet."

"My tail has always been dry naturally."

"..." Why didn't he blow-dry his hair at the same time?

Song Yixi went to the bathroom to take out the hair dryer, and beckoned to him, "Come here."

"What do you want to do?" He was wary.

"Your tail will wet the bed."

Wen Shiyu stared at her, and said in a deep voice, "No woman has ever touched my tail."

She can't wait to be the first?
Isn't it just blowing your tail, why was he talking so seriously.

Song Yixi grabbed him and made him sit down.

The hair dryer was turned on, and she didn't know if it was her illusion, but when her hand touched his tail, she only felt that Wen Shiyu's whole body trembled.

She looked at him suspiciously, "Did it hurt you?"

Wen Shiyu turned his back to her, rarely speaking.

Song Yixi stroked the soft hair on his tail and whispered, "Then I'll be gentle..."

Wen Shiyu's ears were slightly wet, and the little milk dog was turning around at his feet, and when passing by him, he would always pretend to step on it casually.

He didn't use much force, but the little milk dog was startled every time, and rolled away with a cry.

"..."

Song Yixi looked at his back silently.

I don't know why he hates this little milk dog so much...

There was only the sound of the hair dryer in the room. After blowing the tail, Song Yixi shook his hand upwards and muttered, "Next time I will buy you a pet hair dryer." The hair dryer was blowing too slowly.

Unexpectedly, Wen Shiyu trembled again, turned his head suddenly, and stared at her fiercely.

Song Yixi was puzzled, "What's wrong?" Why was he so surprised today.

Wen Shiyu stared at her for a while, and his porcelain-white skin gradually turned suspiciously pink. After a while, he squeezed out a sentence between his teeth, "You are the dog."

"..." He seemed to be really sensitive to the word dog.

After finally drying his tail, Song Yixi took a hair dryer and continued to blow his ears, running his slender fingers through his soft hair, Wen Shiyu tilted his head slightly, his beautiful eyes narrowed, and his big fluffy tail swayed leisurely behind him go.

Song Yixi glanced at him and couldn't help chuckling, "Very comfortable?"

He looked like he was falling asleep.

Wen Shiyu glanced at her, and silently put away his tail.

This woman who coveted him...

Song Yixi had no idea what this man was thinking at this moment. After blow-drying him, he rubbed his sore wrists, went to the room to get a set of clean pajamas, and went into the bathroom.

By the time she finished washing, it was already eleven o'clock at night.

Song Yixi yawned and climbed onto the bed wearily.

Wen Shiyu lay with his back to her, sleeping peacefully.

She reached out to turn off the light, and snuggled into the quilt.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the man beside him stretched out his long arms and pulled her into his arms!
Song Yixi said in a daze, "What are you doing?"

Wen Shiyu's voice was deep and pleasant, "What do you think?"

She reacted, bit her lip lightly, and slowly turned her head.

Although she has been bitten by him several times, she is still not used to him getting so close every time.

"Nervous?" His voice was hoarse.

It's been so many times, why is she still nervous.

Compared with nervousness, for Song Yixi, it was more of an indescribable sense of wonder.

Her palms were hot, she closed her eyes, and her breathing was a little faster, "Hurry up..."

He was too close to her.

Wen Shiyu snorted softly, daring to urge him.

He didn't hesitate anymore, his teeth smashed through the skin, and in an instant, sweet blood gushed out.

quench the thirst in his throat.

In this night, any sound was infinitely magnified, and Song Yixi's breathing gradually became chaotic when he heard the slight swallowing sound from his throat.

Ambiguity breeds invisibly.

After a long while, she couldn't hold back, and said ah.

When Wen Shiyu heard it, there was a slight pause.

He raised his head and took a deep look at her, "What are you calling?"

"..."

In the darkness, Song Yixi's cheeks were a little red.

"Comfortable?" he asked.

Song Yixi couldn't bear it anymore, "No!"

"Don't yell." Wen Shiyu glared at her, her voice sounded really strange.

This woman is really... day after day trying every means to seduce him.

Song Yixi really wanted to kick him off the bed.

"How are you?"

Wen Shiyu lowered his head slowly, "Wait a minute." She was in no hurry.

After finally giving her a chance to get close to him, she urged her.

After this grueling process finally passed, Song Yixi immediately hugged the quilt and rolled to the other side, with her back to him.

However, within two seconds, she was pulled into his arms by him. Wen Shiyu's big tail habitually circled her waist, and his chin rested on her forehead, "Woman, are you happy that I'm approaching you?"

"no!"

Wen Shiyu snorted softly.

This hypocritical woman, when he couldn't hear her, her heart was beating like crazy?

Just say happy when you are happy, and he won't let her be moved by him.

"You can tell me how you miss me these few days." He said to her kindly.

Song Yixi wanted to bury her small face under the quilt, "I'm sleepy!"

Wen Shiyu hugged her like a pillow, wrapped her hair in his bony hands in the dark, and gently pulled her out, "Why, are you still shy?"

Song Yixi didn't hear it.

"Eat more in the future." She was so thin, those who didn't know thought he was abusing her.

"Did you hear that?" He couldn't hear her reply, so he shook her hard.

Song Yixi took a deep breath, covered his ears with his hands, and growled, "Wen Shiyu, you are so noisy!"

She just wants to sleep now!
sleep!

After a long while, she heard a faint voice from the man.

"Dead woman, dare to kill me..."

In the darkness, Song Yixi fell asleep unknowingly, and her gloomy and sad mood for the past few days was easily soothed and smoothed by him, and disappeared.

A good night's dream.

Early the next morning, Song Yixi was brushing his teeth when he saw Wen Shiyu swaying over with long legs.

He leaned against the door, looked at her in the mirror, and said with complicated eyes, "Woman, do you want to be a director?"

Song Yixi choked on the mouthwash and coughed desperately.

Seeing that her face was blushing, Wen Shiyu frowned, took the toothbrush cup from her hand, patted her on the back lightly, and said in a reproachful tone, "Can't you slow down?" What's the rush.

Song Yixi hurriedly washed off the foam on her lips, and looked at him blushing, "How do you know?"

He took out his books, "Your books are piled up like a mountain."

And asked how he knew.

Song Yixi snatched the brief history of movies from him, and hid behind her back uncomfortably, "I just...just take a look."

"Just looking at it casually, those books are worn out?"

Song Yixi lowered his head and was speechless, a little afraid to look at him for a moment.

Afraid of seeing ridicule and disdain in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)