Song Yi: "..."
This damn man!
She hummed lightly: "How can this be the same? It's completely incomparable. Put yourself in my shoes; if I were to apply medicine to your wound, would you act naturally?"
"Me?" Tang Si smirked mischievously: "Spread my legs and welcome you."
"...We're just talking, but stop with the dirty talk."
Tang Si chuckled, pinching her knee: "I'm naughty. I can act it out."
"Unlike you, you talk a big game. Can you strive towards the glorious goal of aligning your words and actions?"
The man licked his lips: "I'm quite looking forward to what it's like to have medicine applied to me."
"Can't you be a little more respectable? Song the Seductress?"
"I..." Song Yi was at a loss for words.
He's practically invincible; how could she measure up?
Isn't that just asking for trouble?
She doesn't want her bright and magnificent life to end with her dying in bed...
She's not that naive.
Song Yi hummed and hawed: "My great goal has already been achieved."
