Chapter 1489 - Si Yiyans Birthday Is Coming (1/2)

Of course, it had been proven countless times before that she would have to pay a hefty price for admonishing this petty, vindictive, big-tailed wolf. But Wen Xinya always couldn’t help herself and ended up regretting her impudence.

“Am I bad?” He repeatedly breathed into her ear in a low, raspy and ambiguously lilting voice, accompanied by a warm, moist panting.

“You are bad, bad… very bad…” In the beginning, Wen Xinya was still rather brave and dared to censure Si Yiyan, albeit in a gentle manner. But she forgot that whether in bed or elsewhere, Si Yiyan was an extremely possessive person. He usually doted on her and let her do whatever she wanted. But in bed, he did not allow her to resist him at all.

“Since you think that I am bad, then… I won’t be living up to my name if I don’t do some ‘bad’ things.” Si Yiyan gave a low laugh and gently nibbled at her earlobe.

“Ah…” Wen Xinya cried out in pain.

Si Yiyan bent over her. “Sweet, sweet baby. When a man wants to be bad, he will be bad all the way. You will know then what ‘bad’ truly means!”

What “bad”… truly means?

Following that, when Wen Xinya was tossed and turned and flung around by Si Yiyan—she fully experienced how merciless a bad guy could be when he wanted to go hard on a woman. Wen Xinya now clearly saw how vulnerable and weak she was before this arrogant and petty man.

Any attempt to resist would just be asking for more trouble.

Wen Xinya climbed onto Si Yiyan’s chest. He still had the decency to be more self-restrained in bed lately. It was not like before when he ravaged her daily.

“It will be your birthday in a few days’ time. What present do you want?” After all that bedroom activity, Wen Xinya was so exhausted that even her voice was seductively languid.

There was still a week to Si Yiyan’s birthday. Every year, Wen Xinya would carefully select a gift for him. She would always start preparing for it one week in advance. Now and then, she would also ask his opinion to see if he had anything he wanted.

Si Yiyan was completely satiated now with this lovely girl in his arms. Exuding an extremely suave and alluring aura, he replied, “I will like anything that you give me.”

He had never regarded birthdays with much importance.

Since his mother died and his father followed soon after, his birthdays had been completely forgotten by all—including himself. It had been many years since he last celebrated his birthday.

But after knowing Xinya, she would always remember his birthday.

On the first birthday after he met Xinya, she had given him the Patek Phillipe watch which he now constantly wore on his wrist. It was one of Patek Phillipe’s most classical designs with over a century’s worth of history. Patek Phillipe owed much of its current elite status in the world of luxury watches to this very model.

There were only 50 watches produced in this limited edition, and all 50 men who obtained the watch had lived long and blissful lives.

From then on, she would meticulously prepare a gift for him every year.

Wen Xinya insisted. “Is there really nothing you want?”