She reached out and pushed Tang Si: "You're pressing against me."
"Don't move."
Song Yi looked at him: "I've noticed, you're not at all worried about having to go to work with your clothes all rumpled."
"What's there to be scared of?" Tang Si chuckled, "Even if they see it, who would dare say a word to me?"
"Oh, Big Boss Tang is really something." Song Yi giggled, "If you're going on field duty, be careful."
She returned to a serious and earnest expression, reaching out to tidy his clothes: "Go on, I'll head back by myself. No matter when, I'll always be waiting for you at home."
Though she said that, Song Yi's hand clung to Tang Si's clothes and didn't let go.
To say she could easily part with him, that was a lie.
She's just a young girl experiencing her first love; what girl wouldn't want her boyfriend by her side all the time?
Tang Si was naturally sensitive and, of course, noticed Song Yi's little gestures.
He sighed softly: "Go home and wait for me."
