Hug him.
Because he can give her a sense of security.
What about him? Does he have it? Is he always alone, bearing the storms without a place to hide?
It seems that way now...
Suddenly, something tugged tightly at her heart.
Some people live like this, everyone below relies on him, yet he bears everything alone.
So, she lifted her eyes, looked at him, and opened her arms: "Hug."
Her eyes were filled with a soft, alluring mist, making her appear lazy and charming, with a soft heart and weak bones, softening the viewer's heart.
Tang Si looked at her with deep eyes: "Hmm?"
Song Yi ignored him and directly moved up to wrap her arms around his waist, burying her head in his chest.
She could feel the woman's body was soft, and the warm, ambiguous atmosphere wildly collided in the air, making people blush.
The aroma of clear tea on him gently entered her nostrils, bringing a comfortable and cozy feeling.
