Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 242: There’s Nothing to Fear, I’m Yours

At this moment, the sky had already darkened a bit, and the dim light allowed Song Yi to only see his silhouette.

But the bottle of warm water in her hand, as well as the blanket, warmed her heart.

Tang Si got into the car and touched Song Yi’s hand: "Your hands are cold."

His voice was soft: "Drink some hot water."

As he spoke, he draped the blanket over Song Yi: "Do you feel both cold and hot?"

He felt Song Yi’s forehead; she didn’t seem to have a fever.

"Am I getting a cold?" Song Yi looked at Tang Si and asked; she indeed felt that way.

"Yes." Tang Si: "There’s no pharmacy here. Once we get to the south, we’ll find a pharmacy and get some cold medicine."

She hadn’t even noticed that she had a cold, but Tang Si had noticed.

The driver had gone off to eat.

Song Yi snuggled closer to Tang Si, as if no amount of intimacy was ever enough.

Even though he was right beside her, for some reason, she felt a little unsettled.

The scent of him always managed to put her mind at ease.

Song Yi sniffed and leaned against his shoulder.

Tang Si glanced at her sideways, the tip of the little woman’s nose was slightly red, her black hair scattered messily over her body, covering half of her delicate face.

He raised his hand gently to push her hair aside; her skin was as smooth as a peeled egg.

He couldn’t resist touching her face again.

"What to do..." Tang Si’s voice was husky as he spoke: "Such a tender young girl."

"Caught a cold." Tang Si lifted her face and gently kissed the corner of her lips: "I dare not touch you in the future."

Truly at that moment, her allure was too great; the gentle world was too intoxicating.

He couldn’t restrain himself, nor could he control it.

In the past, a little tease was enough to make him think of her.

Now it had directly escalated to wanting her at the mere sight of her.

Tang Si gently licked his lips and pulled her into his embrace.

Surely catching a cold meant his precautions weren’t thorough enough.

Song Yi let Tang Si hold her.

Though she appeared elegant and aloof, often presenting a distant front, once with Tang Si, most of the time she allowed him his way.

She was incredibly obedient.

She loved to act spoiled with him, to cling to him.

Whatever he wanted to do, she allowed him to do as he pleased.

More often than not, Song Yi’s every action conveyed a message to Tang Si, that was, I like you, you can do whatever you like.

I need you, I can’t be without you, that’s why I’m clinging to you, you can’t leave my side.

Constantly making Tang Si feel that he was the needed one.

Song Yi lightly leaned her head against his chest, her tone coquettish: "Be gentle, and everything will be fine."

"There’s nothing to be afraid of." Song Yi: "I am yours."

"You can do whatever you like."

"And you are mine, I can do whatever I wish with you too." Song Yi lifted her head from his embrace and bit his chin: "Right?"

Tang Si lowered his head slightly and gently bit her red lips: "Always have been."

He released Song Yi: "Stop teasing me."

Tang Si: "Get some sleep, have a rest."

"Okay." Song Yi indeed felt her head was a bit heavy and dull.

A little achy, it definitely felt like a cold.

She curled up on the sleeper at the back of the truck and fell asleep.

The journey was quite safe throughout, even crossing the desolate stretches was safe, eventually reaching the destination securely.