Tang San: I Have a Son?!

On a large double bed, the Sea God opened his eyes.

Tang San threw off the covers and touched his forehead, feeling a sense of melancholy for reasons unknown.

"Hiss... where is Xiao Wu?"

"Did she run off in a huff because she thought I was too fast?"

In his memory, after he finished his tea, he and Xiao Wu had begun their intimate encounter.

From the floor to the desk...

From the desk to the bedroom...

Just as the two of them were in the heat of passion, the little Tang San below could not hold out and was the first to suffer defeat.

There was no other reason...

Xiao Wu was simply too moist...

Even Tang San, who ruled over the vast seas, could not withstand that ocean of hers.

As that flawless white liquid was sprayed into the mother nest of life, he could feel Xiao Wu's expression become visibly disgusted.

Their entire session of clouds and rain had lasted less than a short ten minutes.

For a mortal who had not taken any medication, this duration would not be considered short.

But the key was that both of them were gods, so this amount of time was somewhat insufficient.

It was actually quite strange; every time he used his "five-fingered lady," he could always last a long time without defeat.

Yet for some reason, whenever he engaged in the applause of love with Xiao Wu, the time passed very quickly; this ten-minute session was already considered relatively long.

Could it be that Xiao Wu was just too skilled?

Tang San was a complete chauvinist, and he would absolutely never admit that the problem lay with him.

But whenever he thought of a certain God of War who could go seven times a night, he couldn't help but yearn for such prowess.

After thinking it over again and again, Tang San felt that Xiao Wu's sexual satisfaction was more important.

"I suppose I'll have to go ask Mo Bai for advice next time..." he sighed, clutching his forehead.

Just then.

Xiao Wu walked in with a smile, carrying a bowl of medicinal soup whose potency far exceeded any tonic.

"Tang San, it's time to take your medicine..."

Tang San could sense the ingredients within the soup; most of them were divine herbs specifically meant for virility.

Seeing this scene, he felt very conflicted.

It was a good thing that Xiao Wu's anger had subsided, but he didn't feel the slightest bit happy; the key was that she had thoughtfully prepared such herbs for him.

He felt a mix of joy and displeasure.

The joy was that Xiao Wu didn't seem to despise him in the slightest.

The displeasure was that he, a dignified God King, actually had to drink this stuff to restore his masculine vigor.

If word got out, wouldn't he be the laughingstock of everyone?

As if she had seen through his thoughts, Xiao Wu gave a tender smile: "It's alright, Tang San, you were already great."

After a long silence.

Feeling ashamed, Tang San finally took the bowl of medicinal soup and drank it all in one gulp.

After all, Xiao Wu was thinking of him, and he could not let her good intentions go to waste.

The moment the soup hit his throat, an incredibly powerful warm current flowed through his meridians and into his entire body.

Tang San immediately set the bowl on the table, his whole body turning red as he panted like an ox.

This is the feeling!!!

My Tang Xiaosan is ready for action again!!!

Xiao Wu took the bowl, turned around, and started to leave.

"Xiao Wu... wait..."

Tang San gasped for air, his body already burning with unbearable heat.

Xiao Wu stopped in her tracks and turned back: "What is it, Tang San?"

"Xiao Wu... I..."

"I... want... you again."

With that, Tang San could no longer hold back; he rose from the bed and walked toward Xiao Wu.

This time, he would definitely prove himself!!!

"Tang San... wait!" Xiao Wu was suddenly flustered.

She had only done this to make the act seem more realistic; she hadn't actually wanted to have relations with Tang San.

She was currently with child, how could she possibly engage in such acts? Even if she were to do so, it would have to be with her Brother Feng...

"No need to wait. My fire is burning hot; I can make you feel comfortable right now." Tang San's desires were surging at this moment.

Xiao Wu's eyes widened, and she began to retreat step by step. "Calm down! Tang San..."

Tang San pressed forward with every step, clearly unable to hear a single word anymore.

In his eyes, there was only Xiao Wu—only that slender, fair neck, those proud breasts, and the damp valley between her long, shapely legs.

"Xiao Wu... trust me, this time I will definitely succeed..."

Seeing Tang San closing in step by step, Xiao Wu could no longer hold back.

With a crisp "slap," the sound echoed throughout the room.

A red, swollen palm print instantly appeared on Tang San's face.

The sensation of pain struck him.

Tang San's face tilted to the side, and his consciousness instantly cleared by more than half.

Just now...

His beloved Xiao Wu had seemingly slapped him?

How could this be possible?

Was it an illusion?

Or had their love vanished?

Tang San desperately wanted to make excuses for Xiao Wu, but the pain on his face could not be faked.

"Xiao Wu... why did you..."

Tang San's face was full of grievance. Once upon a time, his declaration, "Revive! My beloved!" had been praised by so many.

Xiao Wu snapped back to reality and quickly spoke up: "I'm sorry, Tang San, but I had a reason for having to do that."

Hearing this, Tang San forcibly suppressed the medicinal potency; his reason finally returned, and his lust transformed into regret.

If Xiao Wu said there was a reason, then there must be a reason.

He had only taken a slap from his beloved; if he had truly succeeded just now, Xiao Wu would likely have come to hate him.

As long as Xiao Wu didn't hate him, let alone a slap...

Even if she whipped him with a small leather lash every day, it would be fine.

"Tang San..." Xiao Wu sighed.

She decided to reveal the fact that she was pregnant, which would save Tang San from harboring ill intentions again.

"Tang San... actually, I am pregnant."

Upon hearing this, Tang San trembled all over: "Pregnant? Xiao Wu, whose child are you carrying!"

For some reason, he had blurted out these words subconsciously.

Hearing this, Xiao Wu's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that Tang San had long since seen through the ambiguous relationship between her and Feng Yan?

The moment the words left his mouth, Tang San regretted them.

How could he have said such a thing? Xiao Wu was his wife! Besides his child, whose could she possibly be carrying?

Could it be the God of Fire's?

What a joke. The God of Fire was his dearest friend and brother-in-arms.

Feng Yan was someone to whom he could entrust his ten-thousand-year grand plan.

Besides, in Tang San's impression, it was Xiao Wu who had voluntarily given up on the far superior Feng Yan to choose his own plain-looking self back then.

Didn't that explain everything?

Tang San immediately apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, Xiao Wu, it was a slip of the tongue."

"Who else could you be carrying if not mine?"

Xiao Wu's heart had been in her throat, and her entire body went limp.

She had thought her greatest secret was about to be exposed, but looking at Tang San's expression, it really seemed to be a slip of the tongue.

"Tang San... I am carrying a boy."

Tang San instantly turned his sorrow into joy.

A boy!

He had a son!

The Tang family finally had an heir!

He was finally going to be a father again!

Another wave of intense regret washed over him, and Tang San's face fell.

Since Xiao Wu was pregnant, he had actually still engaged in relations with her...

I, Tang San, am truly damn well deserving of death!!!

"Xiao Wu, wait for me. I am going to invite the Goddess of Life over right now."

Having said that, Tang San, without a shred of suspicion, quickly donned his Sea God divine armor and hurried away from the Sea God Temple.

After Tang San left, Xiao Wu finally let out a sigh of relief. Now, Tang San finally had no excuse to touch her.

In truth, ever since they had married, she had never truly let Tang San touch her.

In the past, Tang San had not held the slightest guard against her, so she could easily use certain methods to make Tang San fall into an illusion.

It was not that Xiao Wu was unwilling, but that she simply could not bring herself to cross that hurdle.

She knew Tang San's love for her clearly in her own heart.

"San, how wonderful would it have been if I had never met Brother Feng? Perhaps then, we could have truly been together..."

"But even if I am unwilling to admit it... the truth is that the person I truly love is Brother Feng..."