Song Yi raised her eyes and looked at the man.
From this angle, the curve of the man's jawline was extremely smooth and exquisite.
Her gaze was inexplicably drawn to the prominent Adam's apple.
Song Yi always found Tang Si's Adam's apple very sexy, no matter when, it always caught her attention.
She loved staring at his prominent Adam's apple, which revealed a man's allure.
Perhaps this was part of why Song Yi loved listening to Tang Si talk, not just because his voice was pleasant, but because when he spoke, it was filled with charm and beauty.
Making people feel utterly delighted.
His Adam's apple slightly moved, and he spoke in a hoarse voice, "That person, is it a man?"
"Yes."
"If you find that person, and if he's more handsome than me, better than me, and has saved your life, will you leave me?" Tang Si asked.
"How could that be?" Song Yi was ready to say her next words.
