"Oh my, really?" Wang Xiyi crawled over to Sun Hang, using both her hands and feet, and poked Sun Hang's cheek with her human-shaped fingers. "Are you telling me Mr. Yang totally drained you? Mr. Yang can really hide his true self, huh? Couldn't tell on normal days!"
"Bullshit." Sun Hang flipped Wang Xiyi the middle finger.
With Sun Hang's current physique, when facing Yang Qi, a normal human, he had to constantly restrain his desires and strength – otherwise, it's possible that someone might actually die.
Literally, "someone might die".
"Then why do you look so listless?" Wang Xiyi simply laid her head on Sun Hang's belly, raising the half-can of beer in her hand towards Sun Hang, giving it a gentle shake. "How about it, want a sip?"
"No." Sun Hang refused. "I'm just worried about things afterwards..."
"What things?"
