Chapter 94 What is he acting?

Si Tang looked out the window with a headache.

I kept warning him in my heart: Don't ruin our cooperation, don't be jealous. Qiao Zhou is an important partner. If you care about this, then you should be wary of Xiao Liu. He's quite handsome, isn't he?

Fan Yi paused while pinching Si Tang's fingers, and his mood, which had just improved a little, disappeared completely.

He stared at her for a long time with a sinister look on his face, his eyes clearly warning her that she dared...

8856, who was far away in Haiyuan, shuddered for no apparent reason.

Si Tang was not afraid of him at all. He turned his head and faced his sinister eyes, saying word by word in his heart:

So what if it's an eternal contract? If you interfere with my freedom and restrict my normal social life, I will cuckold you.

After what happened last night, Si Tang has completely given up. Come on, who's crazier than the other?

Although she knew that if she was locked up, she would have no chance of being cuckolded, but she could still annoy him to death.

In the game of a relationship, if she gives in that first step, she will give in step by step thereafter.

With no way to retreat, is she still Si Tang?

The two looked at each other, and a strange atmosphere of silent confrontation took place.

Fan Yi's face was shrouded in gloom and darkness.

After knowing what cuckolding meant, he lost control and heard the tire burst.

A moment later.

The three got out of the car, and Qiao Zhou called his assistant to drive another car over to tow this car away.

"I'm so sorry for this sudden accident." Qiao Zhou apologized.

Si Tang knew who the culprit was and smiled faintly to say that it was okay.

As for Fan Yi, he stood aside like a frozen pillar, staring at Si Tang's smile towards Qiao Zhou for a few seconds, then staring into Qiao Zhou's eyes to see if he had any desire for Si Tang.

If Si Tang knew what he was thinking, he would want to laugh.

It is extremely difficult for a jealous husband to be like him.

......

Wait until the three of them finally arrived at their destination.

The club is located in an open green space in Wimbledon. The red brick building exudes typical British elegance. Joe is obviously a regular here. The doorman greets him familiarly.

Si Tang walked into the locker room area, where someone had already prepared sportswear and shoes of the right size for her.

As for Fan Yi's, he urgently asked his assistant to prepare it on the way here.

Joe Zhou is indeed a careful and thoughtful person when doing business.

In the locker room, Si Tang was changing his clothes while thinking quietly.

"Yeah?"

A familiar humming and laughing suddenly rang out from the empty single dressing room, and the next moment Si Tang's half-unbuttoned clothes instantly broke apart.

She turned back in disbelief and saw the instigator, his eyebrows raised slightly. Who else could be so evil except Fan Yi?

Before she could scold him, he suddenly pressed down from behind, one hand holding her waist and the other hand supporting her ear on the wall. The overwhelming and overbearing cold fragrance surrounded her.

"You're a pervert, Fan Yi." She was so angry that she was speechless and her face flushed red.

How could he break into the women's locker room!

Fan Yi didn't care. He felt really bad after being in a cold war all the way.

He wrapped his whole body around her, sniffed her scent, his eyes flashed, and suddenly his voice became hoarse and low, with a hint of loss and grievance as he spoke to her.

"Wife, I miss you..."

"Wife, I want a hug."

He rubbed Si Tang's neck, and his other hand reached towards Si Tang's torn collar as if it had its own consciousness.

"Wife, my heart is so sad, please touch it..."

"Wife, I was wrong. I will try my best to change, okay..."

Si Tang's struggling stopped suddenly when he heard the last sentence.

She let him suddenly grab her hand and press it against his chest.

God has no heart.

It was calm there, but the cool body temperature was rising.

This conveyed a not-so-good message to Si Tang.

Si Tang sensed the force approaching from behind and cursed in shock. "Fan Yi, you beast!"

"I am just like that..." He didn't care, looking at her with a pair of eyes full of grievance, and suddenly said, "Wife, you said you were angry and wanted to pull out my scales. As long as you calm down, I will give them all to you, okay?"

After saying that, a white light flashed in his palm, and it passed over the side of his leg. The next second, a fish scale appeared in his palm, a radiant crescent-white with a bloody luster at the root. He stretched it out in front of her cautiously and nervously.

Si Tang's eyes darkened.

He is really crazy.

Holding back the slight pain in his heart, Si Tang turned around and slapped him fiercely, "Take it back, or you'll be struck by lightning again!"

What did she want his fish scales for? To string them together?

Si Tang glanced at him and found that his face was a little pale, as if he had endured the pain to pull it out, which made him even angrier.

Serves him right. It hurts so much!

"My wife is worried about me." He smiled, and his light black eyelashes blinked slightly, looking pitiful.

Si Tang couldn't help but take a breath.

"Wife, are you still angry?" He asked softly, one hand tentatively touching her cheek, his blue eyes deep, testing her reaction.

Si Tang closed her eyes, letting his fingertips linger on her face. She said firmly, "Fan Yi, I made it clear yesterday what I wanted to say. I need normal social interaction."

Fan Yi was silent.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Si Tang was also nervous about his answer.

After a long while, he withdrew his hand, but held her in his arms, slowly tightening his grip. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his voice surprisingly bitter and low, sounding very fragile.

"But. Tangtang, I'm so sad..."

Si Tang was stunned for a moment, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"I'm so sad. Seeing you get so close to a man makes me sad to death." He was sobbing as he spoke, as if he was the one who had suffered such a great injustice. "I can only promise that I will try my best. Tangtang, please don't talk to them too much, okay?"

Can’t even talk?

Si Tang suddenly realized that his words were unreasonable and was about to refute him, but at this moment he suddenly raised his head from the crook of her neck and looked at her. His narrow blue eyes were stained with moisture and pain, like a lost puppy who needed a harbor. There seemed to be a whirlpool hidden in his eyes, which made her indulge in an irresistible magic.

She was stunned for several seconds, her chest felt sore, and the words slipped out of her mouth without thinking.

"......good."

Fan Yi blinked lightly, and the next second he cupped her face and kissed her. The gentle, tentative kiss made Si Tang relax slightly. His kiss gradually deepened, and he put his arm around Si Tang's waist, one hand on the back of her neck, completely enveloping her in his arms, kissing her passionately.

Si Tang closed his eyes gently, so he didn't see the secretive look in Fan Yi's eyes, and there was no trace of grievance and bitterness from before.

His eyes were filled with the possessive desire to possess the person in front of him.

Alas, Tangtang is still too soft-hearted, Fan Yi thought indifferently.

What to do...but he has plenty of means.

At this moment, if Trident or 8856 were present, they would definitely suspect whether Lord Fan Yi had been watching Qiong Yao dramas recently.

What was he acting just now!