Chapter 418: Chapter 418: Tang Si’s Flirting Still Needs Teacher Song’s Guidance

Listening to his deep and slightly hoarse voice, it caressed with a lazy curve.

Song Yi felt her earlobes heat up, burning her entire face red.

"..."

Alright, this person is pretending to be pitiful with her again in his sly way.

He really knows exactly where his most deadly attraction for her lies.

The corners of his lips seemed to curve upwards slightly again, a half-smile: "You like me so much. Yet you don’t want me."

"What should I do, sweetheart?"

Each of his words seemed to choke her breath, gripping her heart.

Song Yi leaned slightly towards the window, the cold wind swept in, dispelling some of her burning heat.

Her delicate and beautiful brows and eyes infused with a charm that could soak the entire night.

"What to do? How? Can’t live without me?"

"Yes." His Adam’s apple rolled, his magnetic voice slightly hoarse: "Can’t live."

Even those eyes were deeply unlit.

Really can’t live.

His few light words, calm and unruffled, yet exploded in Song Yi’s mind.

"Truly don’t know how to chase someone, brother will give in to you, listen to anything you say, brother’s been chasing you for a while, can you let him pass?"

A desirous and hoarse voice in her ear.

Following that, a warm large hand firmly pressed against her lower back, with a gentle strength, brought her effortlessly into his arms.

The scent of crisp freshness filled his breath, still with that familiar, faint tobacco smell, seemingly wild and untamed, yet with a mature masculinity.

Their proximity close enough to hear breathing, heartbeats.

And the sound of the cold wind gusting in from the window. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

The biting wind penetrated the skin, making Song Yi shiver, the man took a blanket from the car and gently covered her, even though there was heavy traffic outside. He just wouldn’t close the window.

"When our little devil chased brother, brother was in such a panic he didn’t know what to do, now it’s the other way around, brother really doesn’t know too, if nothing else works, you teach brother, okay?"

"Brother can pay you tuition fees, any way you like."

His face was clean and delicate, otherworldly, with a cold and sharp outline, but his peach blossom eyes added a touch of both desire and a springtime warmth.

Such a man, so absolute yet captivating.

Song Yi was mesmerized to the point of mental breakdown.

Filled her mind were his soft, lazy, conceding words.

Thinking about it, he indeed probably doesn’t know how to.

But simply being coquettish shouldn’t just settle things, right?

Where would that leave her dignity?

She can’t let him know that he can do whatever he wants just by enticing with good looks and acting pitiful.

Even though, even though, it’s really quite appealing.

But! One must maintain principles.

His lazily dark eyes hinted a smile: "Alright?"

"Hmm, but... oh..."

Before Song Yi could finish her words, the man’s warm lips came down.

Familiar yet dominant, filled with possessiveness, not the slightest bit gentle.

She widened her eyes, offering no resistance, letting him plunder.

...

When he let her go.

His pitch-black eyes were tinged with a hint of desire, his gaze burning as it fell upon her face.

His voice lazy, yet with a touch of allure: "Am I doing it right?"

A low, hoarse voice, filled with allure: "They say girls like domineering ones."

Song Yi’s breathing stalled, the roots of her ears turning red.

"Watch fewer domineering CEO dramas."

Otherwise, when he’s charming, she really can’t handle it!

Tang Si lightly touched his enticing thin lips with his thumb, tilting his head, his tongue slightly licking his lips, his black hair covering his brows, those deep eyes captivating.

Wild desire in full bloom.

Yet he performed such an enticing action, nodded extremely obediently: "Understood. Domineering CEOs are rude, but I need to be polite, correct?"

Song Yi thought about it for a moment, indeed the domineering type almost always seizes, embraces, and forces forward.

Reluctantly nodded: "That’s the way."

"Hmm." Tang Si lifted his eyelids, his brows lazy yet with a hint of wildness.

Like the beauty of a falling dusk, afraid he might disappear in an instant, making one’s gaze lock onto his face, not wanting to miss a second.

The gaze falling on her face, filled with a smile, filled with politeness.

"Then, may I kiss you?"

"..."

Song Yi felt a sharp throb in her temple.

This is his idea of politeness?!

Asked in quite the flirtatious manner.

"No, you can’t."

"Then what should I do?" Tang Si’s gaze locked onto her vividly enticing lips: "Haven’t kissed in a while, haven’t kissed enough."

"What should I do at this moment?" His Adam’s apple rolled, filled with anticipation and a thirst for knowledge.

What to do? Song Yi fell into contemplation.

What to do? Waiting online, pretty urgent.

He lightly tapped her forehead, as if leaving an ambiguous burning sensation.

His soft voice slipped into her ear again: "Hmm? What to do, Teacher Song?"

Song Yi looked at him, his eyelashes long and dark, exuding a wild desire, accentuating his brows to be more intricate and captivating.

"Shut, shut up." Song Yi pushed away this walking hormone: "Overbearing behavior is very bad, needs to change!"

Tang Si slowly sorted his sleeve, his brows gently arching with a smile: "Alright, progressing step by step might be more pleasing, right?"

"..." Why did she just give in to this flirtatious man?

She now deeply understands what it means to shoot herself in the foot.

"Song Yi." Tang Si called her, particularly earnest.

"Hmm?" Song Yi replied softly: "What is it?"

"I said before, to help you find the person from your childhood, I can use my connections to help you."

"You need to tell me, is he really important to you?"

Song Yi listened to these words, carefully pondering them.

"I just don’t want to live with guilt, yes, you could say he’s important, because without him then, there wouldn’t be me today. I might have already died at the hands of those people."

"If he was captured by those people, suffered on my behalf, if he didn’t die, hasn’t escaped, I ought to save him, otherwise I won’t be at peace with my conscience."

Living or dead, there needs to be a conclusion.

"Hmm." Tang Si’s large hand supported his chin, his beautiful brows and eyes staring at her, his gaze filled with scrutiny, doubt, even a hint of unease: "Really won’t replace brother’s position?"

"I have no romantic feelings for him."

Song Yi quietly looked at the exquisite and alluring man before her, her gaze deepening and deepening, a thought surfaced in her heart.

Tang Si, I’ve given you myself, what exactly is it you lack confidence in?

Tang Si concealed his eyes, Song Yi couldn’t see his emotions.

Making her heart rise with some unease.

Just as she was about to speak, he raised his brows, lips slightly lifted, raised his hand and rubbed her head, his eyes as clear as the bright moon, leaving not a trace of doubt: "Alright, I get it."

A deep voice, seeming earnest yet hinting at a touch of wild mischief.

Song Yi’s heart slightly relaxed, it seemed he was alright.

Yet she didn’t see the man’s downcast hand, tightly clenching into a fist.