She looked out the window and let her mind wander. She felt that although Tang Si looked relaxed, he looked somewhat indulgent too.
Perhaps the strong smell of smoke on his body led her to think that Tang Si was just smoking to relieve his stress.
The atmosphere in this car was too dull. She was quite talkative and was unaccustomed to quiet.
Now she realized that Tang Si said those words to her last night out of good intentions. Sometimes she spoke a bit out of line, but she wasn’t a slut.
Maybe Tang Si thought that she was promiscuous as a member of the entertainment industry.
Licking her lips, she suddenly found a topic. “Did you see my…?”
Her gentle voice rang out, clear like spring water, very soft and melodic.
He certainly knew what Song Yi was asking.
Tang Si looked forward, his lips moved slightly and he said indifferently, “No.”
“No?” Song Yi frowned, obviously unhappy. This was a denial of her feminine charm.
What did he mean by ‘no’? Did he mean he didn’t see her boobs or was he not satisfied with what he saw?
As a policeman, Tang Si was very perceptive. Upon hearing Song Yi’s strange tone, he glanced sideways at her when they were waiting for a red light.
She was staring at him unhappily, pouting and looking a little cute. For some reason, even the air in the car seemed to be rendered sweet and soft because of her.
Tang Si chuckled, looking wild and lazy. He guided the steering wheel with one hand and stroked his chin with the other, staring at the traffic lights.
He said languidly, “Looks like a C or D Cup?”
His magnetic and low voice followed the breeze through the window and entered Song Yi’s ears—wicked, gentle, and seductive.
As his voice rang in her ears, Song Yi’s whole body tingled as if being struck by an electric current and the edges of her heart trembled slightly.
His words traveled from her brain down to her heart. She was a bit annoyed yet felt shy like a teenage girl.
Immediately after, Song Yi heard the wind whistling in her ears, which seemed to blow the thoughts in her muddled mind away. For a moment, she didn’t know what to say.
He was too good at disrupting her thoughts and setting word traps. He was literally a cunning and sly smiling tiger.
While you weren’t paying attention, he would deal you a deadly blow.
While Song Yi was speechless, Tang Si added. “I made that up. Satisfied? Or did I guess right?”
He said that in a lazy drawl as if he was really joking.
Song Yi never admitted defeat. She looked out the window and her red lips curved slightly. “Why should I tell you?”
After a pause, she said, “If you tell me whether yours is eighteen centimeters long or not, I’ll tell you if you guessed it right.”
There was a bright smile on her face and her voice was melodic but provocative.
Tang Si wasn’t surprised at all that Song Yi could say such a thing.
He just glanced at Song Yi who was sitting in the front passenger seat with her arms around her chest. Her skin was delicate. Her profile was very soft—it wasn’t as shockingly beautiful as her full face but was quite soft.
She combined womanly beauty and tenderness perfectly. With an outgoing personality, she looked quite alluring and sassy, but she wasn’t a woman you could easily mess around with. If you weren’t careful enough, you might die on her.
“I’ve seen them. Is the answer that important?” He held the steering wheel and turned the car, speaking still in his casual and joking tone, “Miss Song, don’t molest me even if you can’t poach me.”