She hooked his pants.
Tang Si lowered his voice, gripping her wrist, "Don't mess around."
Song Yi let go of her hand, leaned her head on his shoulder, sticking to him closely.
She lifted her eyes, sultry and alluring, looking at Tang Si, exuding every bit of charm and fragrance.
The woman's tone was low, with a touch of coquettish softness, "If you hear any bad news in there later, don't be upset, I'll be waiting for you outside."
At this moment, she was gentle and clingy, looking easily bullied.
Tang Si raised a corner of his lips, unable to resist pinching Song Yi's cheek, "When have I ever been upset? Have I ever lost my temper at you?"
Song Yi puffed out her cheeks, as if protesting his pinching. "Well, no."
Tang Si raised an eyebrow, "Then?"
"I just don't want you to be upset, don't want you to worry so much about the case."
Song Yi removed his hand from her cheek, "If you keep pinching my face, it'll get bigger."
Then, she snuggled against his shoulder.
