Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 378: "My Woman Is So Cute, I Want...

Song Yi thought he surely wouldn’t say anything good.

However, unexpectedly, he got serious: "Men, you know, are meant to be bossed around."

Tang Si smiled at her: "You have to learn how to use them, you know. I can do anything."

After saying that, he opened the car door and got in.

Song Yi felt warm inside from those words, and as he got in the car, she couldn’t help but let out a couple of soft laughs.

Then she realized her smile was a bit too unrestrained and toned it down a little.

She opened the car door and sat properly.

Song Yi, calm down.

Nothing’s even started yet, how can you be so flirtatiously dazed?

Where’s your self-respect? Where’s your dignity?

If you don’t gather yourself, you won’t be able to soon!

When Song Yi got into the car, she shut the door forcefully and then sat upright.

Tang Si glanced at her, and a smile crept onto his lips.

Buckling his seatbelt, he remained silent.

Song Yi also buckled her seatbelt, feigning indifference: "Just because you’re driving, don’t think I’ll appreciate you. Your health check hasn’t even started yet."

Tang Si started the car, resting his large hand lazily on the steering wheel, eyes fixed on the road ahead.

The private hospital.

Located halfway up the hill, the originally sunny weather gradually turned foggy.

As they drove uphill, the fog became thicker.

Song Yi was driving; she drove steadily.

Tang Si leaned his head on one hand, lazily sitting in his seat.

He looked out at the increasingly thick fog, the trees a blurred white, obscuring the view.

Throughout the drive, he didn’t speak, while Song Yi occasionally glanced at him.

Again, Song Yi glanced at him, and Tang Si happened to withdraw his gaze, catching her red-handed.

The man’s eyes moved slightly, elbow resting on the window, head turned towards her with a smile, drawling: "Am I good-looking?"

Lazily, his tone rising as if in a relaxed state.

Song Yi’s hands were pale and delicate on the wheel, exceptionally small.

"I’m watching the road," she replied without a hint of blush or racing heartbeat.

"Okay." Tang Si’s lips curved slightly with a lazy, charming smile, his peach blossom eyes thick with affection, landing on her delicate hands.

"Your hands are beautiful," he praised with his sultry voice without reservation.

His deep and romantic gaze made Song Yi’s hands feel a tad overheated.

His gaze so intense, as if it might burn holes into her hands, unabashedly strong.

His tongue lightly brushing his crimson lips, his eye-tails arching flirtatiously: "Let me drive."

Song Yi spoke: "The GPS doesn’t have that private hospital’s location, and you don’t know the way. I’m too lazy to guide you."

Actually, she just wanted him to rest well. The case was only paused temporarily, and they’d be busy later; how could she let him drive?

Tang Si chuckled lightly, his chest vibrating with humor: "Too lazy to guide, but not too lazy to drive?"

His eyes full of laughter, his lazy tone tickling her nerves: "Your thought process is quite novel."

His gaze on the foggy mountains: "But this private hospital is quite remote. To those who know, you’re taking me to see a doctor; those who don’t might think you’re selling me."

Saying this, he tilted his head with a smile: "A good-looking and strong guy like me, could I fetch a price?"

Song Yi’s side profile was also stunning, a petite nose and gentle contour leading downwards, with a charming jawline.

Her hair down, snow-white skin contrasting black hair, a unique beauty.

Tang Si’s gaze indulgently locked on her.

Song Yi glanced at him, seeing that deep, indulgent gaze, her heart skipped, nearly swerving off the road.

She took a deep breath, her voice steady: "Do I look like I lack money?"

"Not lacking money." Tang Si, relaxed, sat up straight: "Then I’m relieved, no need to worry you’ll sell me."

His lazy gaze casually landed on her hand.

He rested his head lazily, looking at her like a rogue eyeing a virtuous maiden: "Song Yi."

Song Yi: "..."

She didn’t answer, and seriously focused on driving, thinking surely this man wouldn’t say anything good now.

She decided to show her stance of being pursued.

Song Yi didn’t reply, and Tang Si slowly said: "Your hands are really beautiful."

"..." Endure.

Peach blossom eyes swirling with allure: "So delicate and supple."

"..." Endure again.

"They’re small." Tang Si extended his large hand to compare: "Hmm..."

"They’d probably only wrap around half my hand?"

Song Yi: "???"

Tang Si squinted with a sly smile: "I wasn’t talking about hands, do you remember?"

"In that..."

"Stop!" Song Yi hit the brakes.

"Hmm?" Tang Si tilted his head, peach blossom eyes innocently wondering: "What happened?"

"Can you shut your mouth?"

"Not really." Tang Si casually adjusted his seatbelt.

Watching his well-articulated hand as he slowly played with the seatbelt, his hand moving from top to bottom, slow yet drawn out.

Looking at Song Yi with a casual smile.

Song Yi closed her eyes, mind instantly filled with thoughts unfitting for the moment.

Just messing with a seatbelt.

How could he make it seem so sensual!

"Driving or not?" Tang Si gazed at her, asking softly, his sexy hoarse voice like electrical currents running down her spine and spreading through her body.

A bit overwhelming!

Song Yi’s hands shook slightly on the wheel.

Taking a deep breath, her fox eyes glanced up, face curving into a bright smile: "Mr. Tang Si, can you stop flirting?"

The man chuckled, his shoulders slightly trembling, peach blossom eyes forming a beautiful curve, eyes filled with laughter and all about her.

"What’s wrong?" While speaking, Tang Si pulled back his gaze, lowered his head, and with a "click," unbuckled the seatbelt that was already in his hand.

"I was just unbuckling the seatbelt to say let me drive," Tang Si spoke casually, with strands of laughter: "Is that flirting?"

"Am I too innocent?" Tang Si looked at her: "Did my words have other meanings?"

Song Yi: "..."

She shouldn’t have engaged in banter with him, so slick.

Tang Si tilted his head, seemingly thinking deeply. After a while, he pressed his lips, somewhat troubled: "What to do? I honestly can’t guess what you’re thinking?"

His ambiguous gaze fell on her face, her skin flush red, seemingly stained with rouge.

Continued: "Perhaps you should train me?"

"..." Song Yi: "Get lost."

"So fierce." Tang Si’s gaze fell on her chest.

Hinting, subtly suggestive.

Song Yi rolled her eyes, ignoring his remark.

Unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the car door to get out; better to retreat now and avoid further arguing.

As soon as she stepped out, the cold mountain air hit her, making her shiver, instinctively tightening her coat.

"If you’re driving, do it quickly," she said.

Song Yi knew well he just wanted to drive himself.

Tang Si lowered his gaze with a smile: "If you’d done this earlier, wouldn’t it have been easier?"

Only obeying once he exerted some tricks.

He got out too, and they switched places in front of the car.

Tang Si lightly touched her slender waist, Song Yi flinched, an electric current spreading through her.

Amidst the cold air was his lazy, warm speech: "You’re thin, eat more, sweetie."

His relaxed tone, the warmth permeating the cold air, searing hot, intensely falling on her heart.

He always unintentionally, in gestures and words, teased his way into her heart.

"One more thing." Tang Si spoke.

Song Yi: ?