You go, I can't bear to part with you.

From then on, no one could hold on to me again!

The departure of Tang Shi that day caused Bo Ye to regret countless days and nights.

*******

When Tang Shi returned home, it was Tang Wei's door that opened. I think Su Qi went to pick him up again. The little boy's eyes were full of light, and he was obviously very proud, "Mommy, I saw you on TV!"

Tang Shi entered the door with a smile, changed out of high heels, and held Cong Shan's body. Tang Wei looked back and forth at Cong Shan, "Why didn't my uncle go on TV today?"

"Hmm?" It seems that it is the same. Tang Shi discovered that Cong Shan did not accept interviews from reporters and media.

Cong Shan just said lightly, "I don't like exposure." It just covered up the past.

Tang Shi entered the room, Tang Wei followed her in. When she changed her clothes and came out in a set of pajamas, she saw Cong Shan sleeping against the sofa. He leaned on the cushion sideways, looking very innocent when she fell asleep.

"Are my uncle too tired?"

Tang Wei asked Tang poetry softly.

Tang Shi nodded, "Yes, let's not disturb him, eat some noodles tonight and go to bed."

Tang Wei was very obedient. Tang Shi put a bowl of egg noodles for him. Then he took a shower and went to bed after eating. When he came out of the shower, he saw Cong Shan still sleeping on the sofa. Tang Shi was wearing pajamas and dripping water at the ends of her hair. After hesitating for a while, he took out a blanket from the room.

She took the blanket in her hand and gently covered Cong Shan's body.

But unexpectedly, this action suddenly woke Cong Shan up from his sleep. He was like a precision machine that had been operating all the time. Once the outside world was subjected to any force, it immediately triggered the body's alert system. He suddenly snatched up, grabbed Tang Shi's hand, and pressed her entire body under him.

The soft body made Cong Shan stunned. When he reacted, he realized that there was Tang Shi under him.

At this moment, the living room was silent, and the moonlight shone in through the floor-to-ceiling window. The two of them were extremely ambiguous, one up and one after another. Cong Shan held his hands on Tang Shi's face, and when he looked at each other, his heart suddenly jumped and slapped.

It's like stepping on a first-stairs.

Tang Shi was under him, her delicate skin was set against the cold and thin moonlight, which was as white as porcelain dolls. She was opening her eyes blankly, looking at the clover like a lion that suddenly became fierce, with her mouth open, probably scared.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Tang Shi frowned slightly.

She seemed to have discovered something, and her emotions swept through her watery eyes quickly, and then turned into nothingness for a moment.

This made Cong Shan a little cautious.

"I... saw you fall asleep, afraid you will catch a cold..." Tang Shi didn't want to remain silent anymore, so she first found a topic and pointed to the blanket that was thrown to the ground, "So I want to cover you with a blanket..."

Cong Shan held his forehead and got up from Tang Shi, "Sorry, instinctive reaction."

Instinctive reaction?

Tang Shi looked at him in confusion, supported himself and then asked, "Have you practiced?"

Cong Shan's eyes sterned, but after a moment he was pressed down. He asked vaguely, "Hmm?"

"I mean, what have you practiced... Taekwondo judo or something?"

"Close-to-body Sanda."

Without thinking about hiding it, Cong Shan jumped off the sofa, picked up the blanket from the ground, hung it on his hand, then stepped forward and rubbed Tang Shi's hair, "Go in and sleep, I'm just sleepy."

This change in attitude is not the same person as he was trying to hit someone just now.

Tang Shi looked at Cong Shan walk in confusion, her straight back was thin but strong, like a body shape that could only be cultivated by countless punches.

Tang Shi touched her chin and thought to herself that would Cong Shan’s family run a martial arts hall that is linked to the Japanese people?

But she didn't think much about it. This incident was like a small episode. She went back to the room and closed the door. When she heard the sound of closing the door, Cong Shan in the other room breathed a sigh of relief.

For a long time, the man looked at the blanket in his hand and grabbed it, as if he was holding a deadly rope.
Chapter completed!