Mr. Satan, let's meet tonight!

Si Tingye was speechless.

For a moment, he was at a loss for words and simply leaned down to seal his lips with hers.

During the kiss, there was also a light bite, almost like a punishment.

Lunch is all ready.

Fearing he would get cold, Phil, who was standing to the side, had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward. “Sir, Madam, lunch is ready. I’ll go upstairs and call Dr. Tang down.”

Fortunately, the interruption only occurred during the sparring session, and apart from a slightly gloomy expression, the man didn't say anything.

Even so, Shang Xi was not willing to let him off so easily.

After all, I haven't gotten my revenge for being told I'd gained weight in the study earlier!

She took the man's arm and walked towards the restaurant, then suddenly stopped, stood on tiptoe, and breathed into his ear, "Mr. Si, have you started abstaining from sex these past few days?"

"..."

"How did you manage to resist touching me for two days straight?" As she spoke, Shang Xi deliberately moved her hand to the man's most sensitive side, his waist, and scratched it.

Others might not know, but having spent so much time with him, she knew perfectly well how utterly despicable he was.

But it's strange, really.

These past two nights, they've kissed and touched each other while sleeping, and it seems like everything is ready, but he suddenly stops at the last step.

It's not because Shang Xi is particularly materialistic.

It would be unbearable for anyone to be inexplicably piqued only to suddenly stop.

Sure enough, upon hearing the woman's words, and having his sensitive areas scratched a few times, Si Tingye's breathing became heavier.

He had to grab the mischievous little hand and take a deep breath, "Baby, don't mess with me."

His voice was noticeably hoarse compared to before.

"Hmm?" Shang Xi smiled innocently, a slight curve to her lips. "What is Mr. Si saying? I don't understand."

After all, there were several maids standing in front of him, so Si Tingye couldn't do anything he wanted to in this situation.

While forcefully suppressing the burning desire surging in her lower abdomen, she reached out and hugged the person beside her even tighter.

He smiled and spoke gently and affectionately, "Baby, let's have lunch first. After we've eaten and drunk our fill, I'll give you whatever you want, even until dark or the next morning."

"..." Shang Xi's eyelids twitched wildly as she was outmaneuvered.

The two weren't speaking loudly, but because the villa was so quiet, the maids nearby naturally heard their conversation clearly.

They blushed and couldn't help but lower their heads and laugh.

The daily banter between the husband and wife is really hilarious!

Before long, Tang Yi followed Fei Er to the restaurant.

After all, Tang Sirou's incident had occurred, so his expression was slightly unnatural.

After taking their seats, seeing that the two people in front of him seemed normal, he guessed that the husband had not yet told his wife about that matter.

Just because he doesn't speak doesn't mean that others won't speak.

After taking a sip of soup to moisten her throat, Shang Xi looked at him and said, "Dr. Tang, I heard from Fei Er yesterday that Miss Tang unfortunately has a brain tumor, so you brought her to the capital to treat her?"

Tang Yi was taken aback.

He glanced subconsciously at the man in the main seat with a sullen expression before answering half-truthfully, "Yes, Sirou's family is not well-off, so they didn't do a thorough check-up when she went to the hospital."

"So...maybe there's still hope for her?" Shang Xi asked with a half-smile.