Chapter 409: Chapter 409: Not Even Worth Flirting With Anymore?

Song Yi’s lips moved slightly, ready to say something, but her thoughts suddenly paused as she stared at him.

With a smile: "Okay."

"Stand up," Song Yi said.

Tang Si, a grown man, obediently stood up, as well-behaved as can be.

Then he just stood there in front of Song Yi, motionless.

Song Yi crossed her arms and squinted her fox-like eyes slightly: "Strip."

Tang Si: ?

"Will you strip or not?" Song Yi: "Don’t tell me you can’t even take off your own clothes."

Tang Si’s eyes showed a hint of amusement, wondering what this little fox was up to.

Without questioning further, he just obeyed.

He was wearing a black jacket over a black shirt.

The man slowly removed the jacket and hung it up, then started unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time.

His Adam’s apple moved, gradually revealing his collarbone and chest.

This slow action was done in such a captivating way, as if his whole body was filled with allure.

Song Yi just stared at him intently.

Male allure indeed.

Truly, a feast for the eyes.

This was a visual feast; a man who regularly works out, strong and powerful, with perfectly sexy muscles.

Song Yi had seen it many times, but she never got tired of it.

Tang Si unbuttoned the last button, lifted his eyes and saw Song Yi’s gaze, he smiled and said, "Do you want to take a picture with your phone?"

"???"

"Staring openly." Tang Si: "As if you haven’t seen me before?"

"Haven’t I shown you enough before?"

The man held the hem of his shirt, having stopped moving.

Song Yi’s gaze withdrew slightly as she got a bit serious: "Continue, did I say you could speak?"

The woman raised her chin slightly: "You asked me to help you change clothes, yet you don’t listen to me? Then you can dress yourself."

Tang Si closed his mouth.

A faint smile remained on his face, but as he took off his shirt, it became deeper and more enchanting.

His eyes, once seen, made people fall into them, overly passionate and tender.

When he looked at her, his gaze was always warm, ambiguous, entangled, never clear or cold.

With the shirt to his shoulders, his movements slowed, eyes fixed on Song Yi.

Song Yi felt a bit hot under his scorching gaze, frowned slightly, and urged, "Hurry up."

"Can’t hurry." Tang Si’s voice was low, with his usual lazy tone: "You always told me to slow down before."

His peach blossom eyes smiled with an amorous depth.

That tantalizing look was too alluring.

Song Yi pursed her lips, said nothing, and directly went forward to pull his shirt down.

"Hey, hey, hey—" Tang Si stepped back, leaned against the wall, and covered himself.

Song Yi leaned on him, still pulling on his shirt.

The man smiled broadly: "How can you tease a decent man like this?"

"Consider it teasing your subordinate?"

Song Yi: "..."

She maintained the position, unsure whether she should move or not.

Tang Si watched her like this, and laughed lowly again.

The laughter came from his chest, low and magnetic, with a seductive tone, always lazily and casually stirring the heart.

"Don’t look at me like that." Tang Si’s Adam’s apple slid slightly: "I won’t expose your behavior; I’ll just cooperate with you."

"The premise is, you must only do this with me."

Song Yi frowned slightly, feeling his breathing chest against her as he spoke, her mind buzzing with his voice, temporarily short-circuited...

Tang Si looked down at her, eyes smiling: "President Song, let’s make a deal, you tease me, and I get a promotion?"

Song Yi raised her eyebrows playfully, suddenly let go of his shirt, and laughed: "Captain Tang, do you think dried-up grass is tasty?"

Tang Si frowned, took a second to react.

Meaning he was dried up, not appealing?

Won’t even tease for free?

Suddenly he panicked, what to do now?

"No." Tang Si looked at the small woman before him, smiled, unclear what he was laughing at, he licked his lips: "You won’t even give me a chance?"

"You make me feel very embarrassed."

Song Yi smiled slightly: "When you pushed me away, did I feel dignified?"

Tang Si paused slightly, staring at her.

The atmosphere suddenly dropped a notch.

Song Yi looked down, now was not the time to discuss this, she pursed her lips: "Alright, think about it."

She looked up at him: "Strip."

Tang Si also pursed his lips slightly, lowered his head obediently, and slowly took off his shirt.

Song Yi took the clothes from the side, preparing to help him dress.

Tang Si’s voice came softly by her ear, low and deep, very quiet: "So, I’m almost out of life, quite regretful."

Without you, half my life is gone.

Song Yi was feeling sour inside, very aggrieved.

That sentence made her pause, she suddenly looked up at him, meeting his deep eyes.

Her heart suddenly twitched.

On reflection, perhaps that’s true.

Tang Si, in this lifetime, never loved anyone, nor was he loved.

Perhaps because of her arrival, the love was too intense, too passionate, burning like the sun, letting him feel pressure he never felt from warmth.

Not even knowing how to bear it.

Unconsciously, it added a lot of pressure to him.

Just like that night, she brought him food, he couldn’t find words, unexpectedly asked her, is your work okay? Is life okay?

Captain Tang, how much at a loss must he have been then?

He wasn’t someone who could appear in her life, if not for that case, they would never intersect in this lifetime.

Completely two parallel lines.

In Tang Si’s world, everything was cold, someday welcomed intense love, he truly didn’t know how to respond to be worthy of that love.

Where he couldn’t respond well, even might cause her harm again, it was easy to choose to retreat, let go.

This was something no one could avoid.

Overall she thought, chasing him would take some time.

After all, he’s that kind of person, full of dignity and pride.

Actually, there’s no warmth or love, only conflict and weapons, and plans and schemes.

All cold and dark, carelessly, what’s sent might be life.

Later when good things suddenly handed to him, slowly let him feel he can’t hold them, always loosens the force.

However...

Song Yi stared into his eyes, he merely loosened the force a bit, hesitated for a moment. He never said he wanted to give up unequivocally.

Now he’s desperately trying to win her back, proving he truly can hold, protect her.

Song Yi suddenly smiled without answering his words.

Just focused on tidying that clothes, faintly spoke: "Captain Tang has sold himself and his allure, still talking about dignity?"

Song Yi’s lips moved slightly, preparing to say something, but her thoughts suddenly halted as she stared at him.

With a smile: "Alright."

"Stand up," Song Yi said.

Tang Si, being a big man, stood up obediently, as obedient as could be.

Then, he just stood in front of Song Yi, completely still.

Song Yi crossed her arms over her chest and squinted her fox-like eyes slightly: "Take it off."

Tang Si: ?

"Take it off or not?" Song Yi asked, "Don’t tell me you can’t even take off your own clothes."

An intrigued gleam passed through Tang Si’s eyes as he pondered what this little fox was up to?

Without questioning too much, he just followed orders.

He was wearing a black jacket on the outside, with a black shirt underneath.

The man slowly took off his jacket and hung it up, then unbuttoned the shirt one by one.

His Adam’s apple moved, revealing his collarbone and chest muscles slowly.

Such a deliberate action was done by him in an enticing manner, as if his whole body was filled with that captivating allure.

Song Yi watched intently without blinking.

Ah, the beauty of a man.

Truly, a feast for the eyes.

This is a visual extravaganza, with the man’s body, frequently exercised, strong and muscular, just perfectly sexy.

Song Yi had seen it many times, but never grew tired of it.

Tang Si unbuttoned the last button, looked up and saw Song Yi’s gaze. He curled his lips into a smile and said, "Do you want to take a photo with your phone?"

"???

"Staring straight at me," Tang Si said, "as if you’ve never seen it before?"

"Didn’t I let you see enough in the past?"

The man pinched the hem of his shirt but didn’t continue.

Song Yi’s gaze slightly restrained, became a bit more serious: "Continue, did I give you permission to speak?"

The woman raised her chin slightly: "You asked me to help you change clothes, and you don’t listen to me? Then you can dress yourself."

Tang Si shut his mouth.

There was an elusive smile on his face, but as he took off his shirt, the smile became deeper and more charming.

His eyes, when looked at, made one unable to help but fall deep and immerse, too emotional and tender.

When he looked at her, his eyes were always warm, ambiguous, lingering, never aloof or indifferent.

When the shirt reached his shoulders, his movements slowed down, eyes fixed on Song Yi.

Song Yi, under his scorching gaze, felt her body heat up, frowned a bit, and couldn’t help but urge: "Hurry up."

"Can’t go faster," Tang Si said in a low, lazy tone, "You always used to ask me to slow down."

His peach blossom eyes held a teasing smile, full of ambiguity and meaning.

The way he seemed half-hidden was incredibly alluring.

Song Yi pressed her lips together, said nothing, and went straight up to pull his shirt down.

"Hey hey hey—" Tang Si stepped back, leaning against the wall, covering himself.

Song Yi leaned against him, one hand still pulling on his shirt.

The man smiled widely: "How come you’re molesting a good man?"

"Does this count as harassing your subordinate?"

Song Yi: "..."

She maintained that position, unsure whether to move or not.

Tang Si watched her like that, and let out a low laugh again.

The laughter came from his chest, deep and magnetic, with a captivating tone, always so lazy and teasing one’s heart carelessly.

"Don’t look at me like that." Tang Si’s Adam’s apple moved slightly: "I won’t expose your actions, only comply with you."

"Provided that you can only act this way towards me alone."

Song Yi frowned, feeling his chest rise and fall as he spoke, her mind buzzing with his voice, momentarily short-circuited...

Tang Si, looking down at her, eyes filled with laughter: "Little President Song, let’s make a deal. I let you tease me, will you promote me?"

Song Yi raised an eyebrow, suddenly let go of his shirt, and laughed: "Captain Tang, do you think, dried grass tastes good?"

Tang Si frowned, took a second to react.

Means he’s withered, not alluring anymore?

Not worth teasing?

He suddenly panicked, what should he do?

"No," Tang Si said, looking at the small woman in front of him, laughing without knowing why, he licked his lips: "You won’t even give me a chance?"

"You’re making me lose face like this."

Song Yi smiled slightly: "When you pushed me away, I felt like I had a lot of face?"

Tang Si paused a moment, staring at her.

The atmosphere inside suddenly dropped a couple of degrees.

Song Yi lowered her gaze, not the time to discuss this now, she pressed her lips: "Alright, think it over yourself."

Looked up at him: "Strip."

Tang Si also pressed his lips slightly, obediently and submissively, slowly took off his shirt.

Song Yi took the clothes beside her, preparing to help him get dressed.

In her ear, Tang Si’s voice drifted in, low and deep, also very soft: "So, without you, I feel like I’ve lost half my life, quite regretful."

Without you, half my life is gone.

Song Yi initially felt a sourness in her heart, very aggrieved.

At his words, her hand paused, suddenly looked up at him, met his profound eyes.

Her heart twitched suddenly.

In hindsight, perhaps it’s true.

Tang Si, in this lifetime, never loved anyone, nor was he ever loved.

Perhaps because of her arrival, the love was too intense, too passionate, burning like the sun, making him, who never had warmth, feel a kind of unprecedented pressure.

Not knowing how to bear it.

It inadvertently added a lot of pressure on him.

Just like that night, she went to bring him food, and he couldn’t find words, surprisingly asking her how was her work? How was her life?

Captain Tang, how clueless must he have been then.

He was never meant to be part of her life, without that case, they would never intersect in this lifetime.

Completely two parallel lines.

In Tang Si’s world, everything was cold, one day a warm love arrived, he didn’t know what kind of response was worthy of this love.

When he couldn’t respond better, and even possibly bring her harm, he easily chose to retreat and let go.

This is something no one can avoid.

At one point, she thought she needed more time to pursue him.

After all, he’s such a person, quite noble and upright, with an unbending character.

In reality, there was no warmth from love, just killing and weapons, and plots and schemes.

All of it cold and dark, one wrong move and it could cost a life.

After all these good things were unexpectedly handed to him, slowly making him feel like he couldn’t afford them, he would loosen his grasp.

But...

Song Yi stared into his eyes, he merely loosened his grip, hesitated a bit. He never told her clearly that he wanted to give up.

He is now desperately trying to make up for it, seemingly trying to prove he can hold on and protect it.

Song Yi suddenly smiled, didn’t answer his words.

Just continued to arrange the clothes, her voice faintly spoke: "Captain Tang sacrificed himself like this, still concerned about face?"