Tang San: I Have a Son?!
On a double bed, a certain Sea God opened his eyes.
Tang San pushed back the covers and touched his forehead. For some reason, a wave of melancholy welled up inside him.
"Ugh... where's Xiao Wu?"
"Did she get mad and run off because she thought I finished too quickly?"
In his memory, after drinking the tea, he and Xiao Wu had begun making love.
From the floor to the desk...
From the desk to the bedroom...
Just as the two of them were caught up in passion, little Tang San below couldn't hold out and was the first to fall.
No other reason...
Xiao Wu was simply too intoxicating...
Even Tang San, who ruled over the vast sea, couldn't withstand that ocean.
As the flawless white liquid shot into the nest of life, he could feel the look of disgust on Xiao Wu's face growing more and more obvious.
Their entire passionate encounter had lasted barely ten minutes.
Among mortals who hadn't taken any drugs, that wasn't a short time.
But the key point was that they were both gods. That amount of time was hardly impressive.
Actually, it was strange. Whenever he used his five-fingered maiden, he could always last a long time without finishing.
But for some reason, whenever he and Xiao Wu made love, it was over in no time. This time, ten minutes had already counted as relatively long.
Was Xiao Wu really just that good?
Tang San was a consummate male chauvinist. He would never admit that he was the problem.
But whenever he thought of a certain God of War who could go seven rounds in a single night, he couldn't help but yearn for that kind of prowess.
After thinking it over and over, Tang San decided that Xiao Wu's happiness in bed was more important.
"I should go ask Mo Bai for advice next time..." He sighed, rubbing his forehead.
Just then.
Xiao Wu smiled as she brought over a bowl of medicinal soup whose effects far surpassed those of a tonic brewed with ten precious ingredients.
"Xiao San, time to take your medicine..."
Tang San could sense that most of the ingredients in the soup were divine herbs specifically meant to boost virility.
Seeing this, he felt conflicted.
It was good that Xiao Wu had calmed down, but he didn't feel the slightest bit happy. The key point was that she had thoughtfully prepared those herbs for him.
He was pleased, but also a little unhappy.
He was pleased that Xiao Wu didn't seem to despise him at all.
He was unhappy that he, a dignified God King, had to drink something like this to regain his vigor.
Wouldn't people laugh at him if word got out?
Xiao Wu seemed to see right through him. She smiled tenderly. "It's okay, Xiao San. You did great."
After a long silence.
Feeling ashamed, Tang San finally took the bowl of medicinal soup and drank it all in one gulp.
Xiao Wu had prepared it with his best interests at heart, after all. He couldn't let her kindness go to waste.
The moment the soup slid down his throat, an immensely powerful wave of warmth coursed through his meridians and spread throughout his body.
Tang San immediately set the bowl on the table. His whole body flushed red, and he panted like an ox.
This was the feeling!!!
My little Tang San was ready for action again!!!
Xiao Wu picked up the bowl and turned to leave.
"Xiao Wu... wait..."
Tang San gasped for breath, his body already burning with unbearable heat.
Xiao Wu stopped and turned around. "What is it, Xiao San?"
"Xiao Wu... I..."
"I... want you... again."
With that, Tang San could no longer hold back. He got out of bed and headed toward Xiao Wu.
This time, he was going to prove himself!!!
"Xiao San... wait!" Xiao Wu panicked at once.
She had only wanted to make the act seem more convincing. She hadn't actually meant to sleep with Tang San.
She was pregnant, after all. How could she do something like that again? And if she really was going to do it, it would be with her Brother Feng...
"No need to wait. I'm burning up, and I can make you feel good right now." Tang San's desire was raging.
Xiao Wu's eyes widened as she began backing away, step by step. "Calm down, Xiao San..."
Tang San pressed forward, clearly no longer able to hear a word she said.
His eyes held only Xiao Wu: her pale neck, her proud, full breasts, and the damp valley between her slender legs.
"Xiao Wu... trust me. I can definitely do it this time..."
As Tang San kept closing in, Xiao Wu couldn't take it anymore.
A sharp slap rang through the room.
A red, swollen handprint appeared on Tang San's face.
Pain surged through him.
Tang San's face turned to the side, and his mind cleared halfway in an instant.
Just now...
Had his beloved Xiao Wu slapped him?
How was that possible?
Was it an illusion?
Or had love disappeared?
Tang San wanted badly to make excuses for Xiao Wu, but the pain on his face was no lie.
"Xiao Wu... why did you..."
Tang San's face was full of hurt. Once upon a time, his words, "Come back to life, my beloved!" had been repeated by countless people.
Xiao Wu came to her senses and quickly said, "I'm sorry, Xiao San. I had no choice but to do that."
Hearing this, Tang San forcibly suppressed the medicine's effects. His reason finally returned, and his burning desire turned to regret.
If Xiao Wu said she had a reason, then she surely had one.
He had only been slapped by the woman he loved. If he had really succeeded just now, Xiao Wu might have come to hate him.
As long as Xiao Wu didn't hate him, then forget a single slap...
She could even whip him with a little leather whip every day, and he'd be fine with it.
"Xiao San..." Xiao Wu sighed.
She decided to tell him that she was pregnant, so Tang San wouldn't try anything untoward again.
"Xiao San... actually, I'm pregnant."
Tang San trembled all over. "Pregnant? Xiao Wu, whose baby are you carrying?!"
For some reason, the question slipped out before he could stop it.
At his words, Xiao Wu's heart seemed to slow by half a beat.
Had Tang San already seen through the complicated relationship between her and Brother Feng?
The moment the words left his mouth, Tang San regretted them.
How could he say something like that? Xiao Wu was his wife! If she was pregnant, whose child could it be besides his?
Could it be the God of Fire's?
What a joke. The God of Fire was his dearest friend and sworn brother.
Feng Yan was someone he trusted enough to entrust with his grand plan spanning ten thousand years.
Besides, in Tang San's memory, Xiao Wu had been the one to give up Feng Yan, who was far better than him in every way, and choose him, plain-looking as he had been back then.
Didn't that prove everything?
Tang San immediately apologized sincerely. "I'm sorry, Xiao Wu. I misspoke."
"If the child is yours, then whose else could it be?"
Xiao Wu's heart had been in her throat. Her whole body went limp.
She had thought her biggest secret was about to come out, but from the look of Tang San, it seemed he really had just misspoken.
"Xiao San... I'm carrying a boy."
Tang San's grief instantly turned to joy.
A boy!
He had a son!
The Tang Family finally had an heir!
He was going to be a father again!
Another wave of intense regret swept over him, and his face fell.
Since Xiao Wu was pregnant, he had still gone and slept with her...
I, Tang San, really am a damnable bastard!!!
"Xiao Wu, wait here. I'll go fetch the Goddess of Life right away."
With that, Tang San, having no suspicions at all, quickly changed into the Sea God Divine Armor and hurried out of the Sea God Temple.
After Tang San left, Xiao Wu finally breathed a sigh of relief. Now Tang San had no excuse to touch her.
In fact, ever since they were married, she had never truly let Tang San touch her.
Tang San had never been wary of her, so she had always been able to use certain tricks to easily trap him in an illusion.
It wasn't that Xiao Wu hadn't wanted to; she simply couldn't bring herself to cross that line.
She knew full well how much Tang San loved her.
"Xiao San, how wonderful would it have been if I'd never met Brother Feng? Maybe then we really could have been together..."
"But even if I don't want to admit it... the truth is, the person I truly love is Brother Feng..."