Chapter 39: I Think You Really Need It

F*ck…

Song Yi stared at these words and cursed in her heart.

Does he mean I can think whatever I want and imagine whatever poses I like?

She felt that her dignity had been challenged like never before.

She made up her mind, gritted her teeth, and replied—

[Just thinking isn’t enough. ]

[Can you give me a chance? Let me touch you. Or to put it another way—if I want to touch you, can I? ]

[In short, I hope I can do whatever I want to you. ]

Soon after, she received Tang Si’s reply: [Just you try. ]

Staring at the screen, Song Yi bit her lips. Is that a threat… or seduction?

This evening, Song Yi was really thinking about something else. Tang Si successfully distracted her, making her feel that someone was with her on the other side of the line which made her think of him all night…

…

The next morning, the rain stopped but the sky was still foggy and gray and the black clouds seemed about to fall.

Song Yi woke up very early, and seeing that Mu Wanxue next to her was still asleep, she took a sigh of relief. She had finally endured through the night and seen the sun rise today safely.

When she turned to get up, Mu Wanxue suddenly opened her eyes and stared at Song Yi.

Song Yi was startled, but there was no change on her face. “Awake?”

“Sleep a little longer. I’ll go downstairs to buy us breakfast,” Song Yi said with a smile, looking no different from usual.

“I’d like to eat steamed buns and fried dough sticks as well as a shredded pancake.” Mu Wanxue was drowsy-eyed and ordered her food half asleep as if nothing had happened.

Song Yi still couldn’t connect her to Wu Wang’s death.

She put on a pair of long wide-legged pants and a cropped short-sleeve shirt which perfectly set off her well-proportioned figure. She looked in the mirror and trimmed her hair before going out.

In this outfit, she looked like a girl next door.

She had just walked out of the door and was suddenly pulled to the fire escape by a strong force. The scent of tea mixed with a faint smell of tobacco assaulted her nose.

Song Yi subconsciously struggled and resisted, trying to elbow the person’s lower body.

A big hand steadily held her elbow and the man raised his eyebrows. “What are you doing? Do you want to disable me?”

His voice was lazy and low yet magnetic and even a bit bewitching and was quite familiar to her.

“Tang Si?”

“Yeah.” Tang Si let go of her. “Did you sleep well last night?”

Song Yi found that she liked listening to Tang Si speak. His voice was sexy and magnetic and his tone and the way he spoke were perfect, putting her at ease.

She turned around and faced Tang Si. Her beautiful face was so close to him and her red lips moved slightly. “Why did you come so early in the morning?”

“You don’t want me here?” Tang Si smiled and said lazily, “I stayed up all night protecting you. Aren’t you going to treat me to breakfast, Miss Song?”

He seemed to be joking.

It wasn’t until now that Song Yi noticed that he looked a bit fatigued.

But he looked lazy and self-indulgent normally, so she hadn’t noticed it.

Her foxy eyes narrowed and she chuckled lightly, asking lightly, “I think you really need something.”

“What is it?”

Song Yi stared at him and said a few words silently.

His deep dark eyes narrowed dangerously.

He could tell which words she had just slowly and silently uttered.

To get laid.

“Am I wrong? Didn’t you ask me to try last night? Isn’t that why you came here early in the morning?”

Tang Si: “It wasn’t me. Zhou Liang was chatting with you last night.”

Song Yi: “?????!”