Being His Little Fox

Tang Si was sitting on the sofa outside, the sleeping woman's eyes closed tightly, sweet and tender, he put his chin on his hand, and clicked to fast forward the video.

He watched it deeply, and didn't know when Song Yi came out of the bathroom.

Tang Si raised his head when he heard the door "click". The woman was wearing a white dress with sleeves, but a one-word collar, with fragrant shoulders and delicate collarbone directly exposed.

The skin is smooth and fair, the figure is exquisite and thin, but there is no shortage of meat.

His long black hair was half-dry and not wet, and his eyes were smudged by the water mist, which was hazy and charming.

The fox stared at Tang Si, blinking lightly, as if it would discharge.

"Have you finished watching?"

The woman's soft voice was like a breeze.

Tang Si looked at things very quickly, fast-forwarding, picking the key points, and finished reading quickly.

"Yeah." Tang Si had a low voice and stood up.

He looked down, took out a folded A4 paper from his pocket, and handed it to Song Yi.

He said: "The results of the test report over there have come out. The only thing you can't prove here is why there is your DNA on the deceased person, and why there is your DNA on the tissues in his house."

"You can go back to the Criminal Investigation Brigade without me now, but you must follow along. You got injured in the back of your neck that day when you got downstairs in Wuwang. check."

After Tang Si finished speaking, he dusted his clothes lightly.

Immediately he raised his eyes and looked at her with a smile: "But, it will definitely give you a result."

At this glance, it was light and seemed to carry tenacious and infinite strength.

This sentence weighs heavily.

Song Yi found that this man was really attractive, and the slightest bit of invisibility could grab a woman's heart.

A handsome man, even if he exerts and releases one of his strengths to the extreme, is enough to form a fatal attraction to women.

Song Yi felt that his blood was boiling.

Tang Si is different from the people in the entertainment circle. There is no shortage of handsome men in the entertainment circle, and there is no shortage of handsome guys in the tough guy category.

But these are not the same as Tang Si. Tang Si gives people the feeling of being wild and steady, wild and steady, with righteousness in his unbridled and lazy nature.

Some indulgence in indulgence is introverted and stable, and the posture is upright and powerful. It is not a deliberately trained muscle, but a bit of life. It is natural.

There was a wild and proud energy all over.

Tang Si this person: the world's best.

Song Yi looked down at the A4 paper, which was regarded as a written notice.

"Can you tell me who the other woman was in Wu Wang's house last time?" Song Yi: "It's the thing on the underwear, the DNA, who owns it?"

She suddenly became curious about this matter. After all, she was involved in this case.

Tang Si looked at her: "I didn't ask why your DNA appeared there."

Song Yi frowned, the strange thing was here.

"I have never been to his house."

Tang Si didn't speak, Song Yi said again: "Believe it or not, I haven't been there."

His dark eyes kept looking at Song Yi, as if trying to see through her.

The sight collided in the air, scorching, piping hot, and into the lungs.

Song Yi didn't know what kind of look it was. It was so plain that he couldn't analyze it.

I can see her up and down.

For a long time, Tang Si broke his silence: "Playing 3p is not a felony and does not involve criminal cases."

"Not interrogating you now does not mean that you will not be interrogated in the future—"

"The woman, we haven't found out who it is, but it's best to ask Miss Song to think about it, whether the people around have contacted her.

"..." Yes, no good impression!

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