He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

Chapter 1191: Sense of security (3)

With a soft cry, she immediately wrapped her clothes tightly, making them airtight.

"Stop making trouble?" Tang Yu's expression finally improved.

Song Zhixing was so embarrassed that he could not find a hole to get in. Did your second uncle also see the way I was just now?

"You...you are not much better than me." She felt too embarrassed, pointed at him dullly, and wanted to take him into the water together, "Look, you are also being looked down upon?"

Tang Yu lowered his eyes, looking at her fingers, breathing harder, "Where do you point your hand?"

Song Zhixing was inexplicably so, his clear eyes met his gaze, and he looked at his fingertips unhurriedly.

It's okay not to look at it, but at a glance, it's even more embarrassing.

My fingers felt a little soft and numb.

She... She was not good at poking, she actually poked the pink spot on his chest terribly!

and……

She could even feel that little bit, getting hotter and harder under her fingertips.

Her fingers also got hot. There was a disorder in his mind, for a moment he forgot to pull his hand, only staring at him in embarrassment and stupidly.

"Don't plan to let go?" Tang Yu clasped her small hand, grabbed it, and lowered her voice, "Little girl, don't be a hooligan in my company. There are cameras everywhere."

His voice was low, his breath was burning, and he brushed her face ambiguously.

Song Zhixing's heart beat for several beats, and realized that he had been'planted' by him, and immediately blushed and defended: "I didn't play a hooligan! When it comes to playing a hooligan, you are also a hooligan. It was you who treated me first and..."

The words ‘hug and hug’ almost blurted out. But before I said it, I got stuck. Meeting his eyes, she was silent, biting her lip, lowering her eyes, not daring to go on.

This kind of topic is really not suitable for them.

No matter how I listened, I felt abnormal and embarrassing.

Her sudden silence caused Tang Yu to frown. At a glance, she saw through the entanglement and embarrassment on her face.

The hand in his palm was even more firmly withdrawn by her.

The palm of his hand was empty, and the bottom of his heart seemed to be emptied for a moment, which was quite unpleasant.

This little girl was obviously unacceptable, and even somewhat resisted the relationship between them other than their uncles and nephews.

"Second Uncle, are you going to get off work?" Song Zhixing took the schoolbag in his hand, and returned to the respectful and well-behaved appearance of ordinary juniors to elders, "I won't go up, just wait for you here."

Tang Yu originally had some work to finish, but he glanced at her soaked body and said solemnly: "Go straight home, the car is in the underground garage."

After speaking, he took the lead to walk into the elevator. Song Zhixing stood in place, staring at his back for a long time, and then followed him neatly.

Uh~

Do you think too much, or is it too sensitive? Why, she always feels that something is getting more and more wrong between her and her second uncle?

When she thinks of a certain possibility, she feels sincerely afraid.

Do not! No! That must be because I thought too much!

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On the way back, Song Zhixing was always depressed, with his little head leaning against the car window, keeping a distance from him intentionally or unintentionally.

Tang Yu's expression didn't make it easy to see where he was going, so all the way back, the carriage was very stuffy.

When Song Zhixing felt suffocated, the car finally stopped in front of the villa.

She immediately pushed the car door and rushed into the rain regardless of the pouring rain outside. While turning back to Tang Yu said: "Second Uncle, I'm going in first!"

Sitting in the car, Tang Yu looked at the figure fleeing from the wild, with a layer of gloom between his eyebrows.

It seems that he has not had time to shoot, his little prey, the police feel that they are about to escape.

However, she knew that he had never missed what Tang Yu wanted?

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"Miss, why is it so wet?" As soon as she walked in, Sister Li drove out of the kitchen, "You have a cold."

Song Zhixing's heart was in a mess, and he was inexplicably afraid of facing Tang Yu. She only took off her coat and gave it to Sister Li. She didn't linger much, and ran upstairs in a hurry, "I'll take a shower first."

She put in hot water and soaked herself in the bathtub, trying to relax herself. However, the words "I like 18 years old" suddenly appeared in her mind this morning, and she opened her eyes in shock, only feeling a chill on her back.

No matter what the second uncle is thinking, she must step up her plan.

Thinking of this, Song Zhixing couldn't bear it. She got up from the bathtub, grabbed the towel and wiped her body casually, pulled a set of nightgown on her body, and rushed out of the bathroom.

after a little while……

She was standing outside Tang Yu's door holding the black shirt she bought in the mall today. I've been nervously considering what I want to say for a while.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

The man's voice rang inside the door. A bit serious, and a bit lazy, very sexy.

Song Zhixing had no intention of appreciating at this moment, he choked, smoothed his mind, and opened the door to enter.

Inside the door, Tang Yu was sitting on the sofa at the moment. I just took a shower, wearing a black nightgown. He wiped his short hair with a towel in one hand, and tapped on the front notebook idle with the other. The fingers with distinct joints are all pretty.

He never looked up, his eyes focused on the computer screen. I'm busy with work that I didn't have time to finish just now.

Song Zhixing stood there with his hands behind him, without saying a word.

Tang Yu glanced at her faintly, then lowered his eyes, and asked aloud, "Is something wrong?"

"……Ok."

"Say it."

Song Zhixing bit her lip and slowly took out the well-packed shirt from behind.

Tang Yu raised his eyes again when he heard the rustling sound. Seeing that shirt, the gloom and coldness on his original face was instantly wiped away, and the corners of his lips curled up, "Gift?"

"...Hmm." Song Zhixing nodded stiffly.

Lying is actually not her strong suit, especially in front of a shrewd person like Tang Yu. However, now she can only bite the bullet and make up.

"Black, I like it." With a charming smile on his lips, he looked like he was in a good mood and praised him. "You have a good eye."

Song Zhixing was relieved to see that he liked it. The next moment, he waved his hand quickly, "Second Uncle, don't get me wrong, I didn't pick this."

Tang Yu raised his eyebrows.

He didn't seem to understand her.

Song Zhixing continued: "...This is not a gift from me either."

Tang Yu's mood was not affected by her words at all, but instead nodded, indicating that he knew.

This little girl is stubborn and can't hold her face, so it's not uncommon for her to be stubborn not to admit that it was a gift from herself. He knew that she had this heart, and he didn't force her to admit it.

Tang Yu reached out and took the shirt, and the more he looked at it, the better it looked.

However, in the next moment, her words made the smile on his face suddenly freeze.

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