Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 557: Chapter 555: Just How Ruthless Is Tang Si Toward Song Yi?

Listening to her voice.

The man’s hand movements showed no intention of stopping.

Lu Yan held the back of her head with his palm: "What are you afraid of? Aren’t you quite looking forward to this?"

Song Nuan swallowed.

But what she anticipated was the tender kind, not this fierce kind.

"If, if you’re this wild type." Song Nuan bit her lip, looking at him embarrassedly: "Will I die?"

Her naive question made all of Lu Yan’s unhappiness vanish instantly.

Couldn’t help but laugh.

Couldn’t help but tease her: "Then beg me."

"I’ll be gentler."

"..." Song Nuan said quietly: "Turns out what my sister said was true."

"???

"Old virgin men really don’t know how to cherish women."

"They only care about themselves." Song Nuan pushed him: "Look at you, all wet, hurry up and take a shower, or you’ll catch a cold and I won’t want to take care of you."

Lu Yan: "..."

What on earth did Song Yi say to Song Nuan?

Not right.

How mean was Tang Si to Song Yi?

What does it mean, old virgin men don’t cherish women?!

Lu Yan eventually went to take a shower, while Song Nuan outside started pondering over what he just said.

Her gaze suddenly turned towards the direction of the bathroom, where a shadow was moving inside.

He said... it’s big?

Song Nuan pursed her lips, trying to calm her heart.

If she sneaks a peek like this, will it make her look like a pervert?

But after all, this is her boyfriend, shouldn’t be considered a pervert, right?

She convinced herself in her mind with various thoughts, stood up, and cautiously walked towards the bathroom.

Lu Yan was showering.

Given his background as a special forces soldier, he was particularly sensitive to his surroundings.

So when she approached, his shower movements paused a little.

Song Nuan didn’t know she was exposed, her round eyes watching the doorknob, wondering what to say when she goes in later?

Hmm...

Seems like a bit of preparation beforehand is needed? In case he can’t control himself.

Thinking this, she turned around and left.

Lu Yan: "..."

Song Nuan wandered around inside for a long while and finally found that thing.

The small umbrella used between couples.

Tucked it into her bag, she quietly walked to the door again.

And at that moment, the bathroom door was pulled open by someone.

The man came out wearing a bathrobe, holding a towel to dry his hair.

Song Nuan: "..."

Damn!

Did he shower this quickly? She actually missed! It!

Feeling like she missed a million.

He looked at Song Nuan: "What’s up?"

Song Nuan: "Why did you shower so fast?"

"Wasn’t really dirty." Lu Yan: "Just rinsed off quickly."

Song Nuan’s disappointed face: "...Oh."

If she tries to peek now, she’ll probably seem more like a pervert.

"I’m changing clothes."

"Huh?"

Lu Yan raised an eyebrow at her: "Huh what? Are you planning to watch me change?"

"..." It wouldn’t be impossible.

But girls should know to be shy.

She turned around: "Go ahead and change."

She felt he was doing it on purpose, not changing inside, but coming out to flaunt.

Lu Yan looked at her back.

Suddenly sighed lightly.

Song Nuan felt a tightness in her hand, a force pulled her into the man’s embrace.

The scent of shower gel on him, with a faint fragrance, carried a warm breath.

This sudden move made her heart pound.

"What... what’s going on?"

"Did your roommate scare you just now?" Lu Yan asked softly.

Song Nuan didn’t lie: "I felt like you were about to swallow me whole."

"Was indeed thinking about that." Lu Yan’s Adam’s apple rolled: "Care to explain the man downstairs to me?"

Song Nuan: "My sister’s brother, my brother, we have a good relationship, but not blood-related."

"But feels like we’re blood-related. I was about to go out and find you, but he wouldn’t let me in the rain and kept pulling me."

Lu Yan was silent for two or three seconds after that.

"He’s right."

Song Nuan was speechless, his change of face was faster than flipping a book.

Lu Yan’s hand somehow ended up in her pocket.

By the time she realized, the man had already taken out that thing from her pocket.

"What is this? Hmm?"

Song Nuan’s face flushed.

Being caught at this moment was truly embarrassing.

"A balloon." She said stubbornly.

Lu Yan’s breath leaned towards her ear: "Next time then."

"But remember to get a bigger one, this one’s too small."

Song Nuan’s mind was a bit confused now.

Clearly wanting it, but why not?

Are old men’s thoughts all this hard to guess?

Why wait until next time?

Is it really because of the lack of experience, needing to go back to Google for some homework?

It’s okay, they can just Google on site.

Song Nuan’s lips moved, about to speak.

Lu Yan lightly kissed her eyes and said seriously and steadily: "Song Nuan, white sheets do not match our love.

"Nor your first night."

Song Nuan’s heart tightened slightly, seemed like a warm current flowed through her entire body, she indeed hadn’t thought about this.

The man’s fingertip gently stroked her cheek: "This, counts as a place like a hotel, can’t do it here."

Today is New Year’s Day, today is spent outside.

He didn’t want it here, nor did he want her to look back and feel it wasn’t worth it.

...

Tang Si spent the afternoon accompanying Song Yi on the sofa, watching shows.

Song Yi laughed uncontrollably, while he wondered, are the male leads in there better looking than him? Haha.

Bored, could only play with her strands of hair.

His phone suddenly received a message from Lu Yan.

The message only had one sentence: [You’re really making us men look bad.]

Tang Si: [What imaginary thing did you come up with about me?]

[If you’re sick, just take medicine.]

What’s wrong now?

Lu Yan explained the situation and then said: [Reflect on yourself.]

"..." Tang Si turned his head, looked at Song Yi, then at his phone.

There was a second of self-reflection.

The next second, he pulled Song Yi into his arms: "After you have the baby and recover, let’s exercise well."

It’s not his problem; it’s her not being enduring.

Song Yi was engrossed in her show, suddenly hearing Tang Si’s comment.

"...?" Song Yi: "If you’re sick, just take medicine."

Tang Si: "..." This sentence feels familiar.

He held Song Yi’s hand: "What have you, the sister, been telling your sister?"

He raised an eyebrow: "No secret unsaid?"

"?"

Tang Si handed the phone to Song Yi. After she looked at the chat history—

She couldn’t help but laugh out loud until Tang Si’s face turned darker and darker.

Is it that funny?

Song Yi lightly cleared her throat: "She made it up, I didn’t say that."

And on Song Nuan’s side when she found out: "She’s lying, she obviously did say it."