Chapter 471 - Lucifer, Monarch, Xiasi Group (2/2)

“Again!”

“Si!” Wen Xinya had already given up on retaliating. There’s no point in putting herself through torment. Anyway, I’ve already called him Si several times before. A few more times won’t matter. I’ll get used to it anyway, won’t I?

Si Yiyan smiled charmingly and said, “Yes, address me that way from now on!”

“Okay, can you move away now?” Wen Xinya pleaded, her back turning stiff from being in the same position.

“Haha!” Si Yiyan burst into laughter and leaned towards Wen Xinya. He then pulled her into his embrace and slid his hands below her armpit.

“Hehe, haha! Si Yiyan, what are you doing? It’s so ticklish!” Wen Xinya giggled incessantly while twitching uncontrollably in a bid to push him away.

“What did you call me?” Si Yiyan questioned, gently pressing his fingers against her waist.

“Haha, I was wrong. Si, Si! Will that do? Let go of me. Hurry! It’s so ticklish!” Wen Xinya could not help but punch his chest teasingly.

Si Yiyan finally let go of her. However, he kept his hand on her waist and began rubbing it gently.

Although Wen Xinya found it itchy at first, she gradually felt a chill down her spine which was so satisfying that she almost wanted to moan in pleasure. “Si… you’ve got great massage skills. Go higher… Yes, here… be gentler…”

She felt extremely relaxed and comfortable. Hence, she did not know how coquettish and gentle she sounded.

Si Yiyan’s eyes began to glass over and he turned red like a tomato, alluring and tugging at her heartstrings. He suddenly reached out and pulled Wen Xinya into his arms. “Xin’er, there’s still more than two months to go…”

“What do you mean?” Wen Xinya asked resignedly. She suddenly remembered that she would be turning eighteen in a little more than two months. She turned red after realizing what Si Yiyan meant. She pushed him away and frantically tried to change the subject. “When does the auction begin?”

“The climax of the auction will happen at midnight, so we’ll be staying here for a night,” said Si Yiyan, who did not continue teasing her. Instead, he brought her to the coffee table.

There were some hot tea and tools for brewing tea placed on the coffee table. Just like Old Mr. Mo, Si Yiyan particularly fancied pottery. “Si Yi… Si, why did Xu Qingqiu call you Rex?”

“You may take it that they’re addressing me by my English name, or that it’s a special way of addressing me,” Si Yiyan said while placing the brewed tea in front of her.

Si Yiyan’s tea-brewing skills were almost comparable to Old Mr. Mo and he never failed to get the right temperature and amount of water required, all of which would affect the taste of the tea.

Staring at her while she enjoyed the tea that he had brewed, Si Yiyan smiled wider and asked, “Xin’er, do you know why I wanted to take you here?”

Shaking her head, Wen Xinya answered, “You’ve always been mysterious. Who knows what you’re thinking?”

“I’d like you to become immersed in my world and understand it bit by bit,” said Si Yiyan, who sounded rather calm and composed.

Wen Xinya shivered, for his words meant that he understood and valued her. Her heart raced and she understood what he meant.