Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 221: Pushing Open the Bathroom Door

As Tang Si was getting up, his hand slid along her calf, moving upward.

A light touch, teasing her in a way she couldn’t ignore.

Song Yi glared at Tang Si.

Tang Si adjusted his glasses on his nose: "I swear it wasn’t intentional, the car is cramped, it’s normal to bump into each other."

"..." Yeah right, I don’t believe you, haha!

...

The car quickly arrived at Tang Si’s residence.

It’s an apartment complex, located in the city center.

Walking inside, there’s not much of a view, just commercialized residential areas, so no matter how nice it looks, it’s not really special.

After parking the car, Tang Si came over.

Song Yi pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Tang Si from afar: "You’ve got a little supermarket in your community, do you have food at home? Should we check it out and buy some groceries?"

"What for? We have everything." Tang Si said softly.

Song Yi gave Tang Si a suspicious look, her eyes hinting intensely.

But Tang Si just dragged her upstairs.

Song Yi pouted, grumbling inside, wondering if this was even a man.

Entering the house.

Song Yi was astonished.

If the neighborhood was ordinary, the interior of the house was truly unique.

Like most apartments, it opens into a living room, but the decor is very vintage, opposite the sofa hangs a calligraphy piece that reads: The abyss is light.

Simple five words, with sharp strokes, every curve precisely measured, a bold and magnificent piece, quite beautiful.

After Song Yi read it aloud, she looked at Tang Si: "Why?"

"My abyss, isn’t it your light?"

"You can stand in the light and gaze into the abyss, you don’t have to be at the bottom of the abyss." Song Yi said, followed by a change of subject.

"Did you write it?"

She thought this might touch on some unpleasant memories for Tang Si, so she changed the topic.

"I did." Tang Si replied.

Beside that calligraphy were two bookshelves filled with various books, and behind the sofa, also a bookshelf.

This is what sets the living room apart from others.

Books everywhere.

"Have you read them all? So many books." Song Yi asked with a smile.

Tang Si went to the fridge to get a bottle of milk and started heating it.

"Almost." His tone was mild.

Living alone for 28 years, with no cases or anything else to do, it was either reading books or exercising endlessly, without any other hobbies.

In Song Yi’s mind, there was only admiration now; she knew Tang Si must be a very learned person.

Because he gave off a stable, deep vibe that was inscrutable.

But Song Yi never would have imagined Tang Si would read so many books.

Both classics from abroad and domestic, so many, and a very eclectic selection.

Song Yi glanced at Tang Si, her gaze was complex, suddenly unsure what Tang Si’s worldview was after reading so much...

At this moment, he came over with the milk, and Song Yi was still looking at the books on the shelves.

Tang Si handed her the milk: "Interested in these?"

"You can read them."

"Not in the mood right now." Song Yi took a sip of milk and suddenly noticed a book titled "Don’t Mess with the Domineering Cold Young Man" next to... "Girl, Don’t Even Think About Escaping"

The milk Song Yi had just drunk instantly sprayed out, splattering all over Tang Si’s face.

Tang Si: "..."

He looked at Song Yi with a complex expression, milk dripping from his hair and down his cheeks.

"Sorry, I couldn’t hold back."

A grown man, reading such cheesy stuff?

Finally, Song Yi sat on the sofa, listening to the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, inexplicably feeling a bit guilty, glancing toward the bathroom.

After some thought, she slowly wandered over, initially intending to cautiously open the door.

Unexpectedly, the bathroom door clicked open... she really had turned the handle!

Her heart almost jumped out, steeling herself, she pushed the door open...

Just as she pushed it open, before she could see, a hand forcefully pulled her inside...