The beauty is in my arms, the young marshal's eyes are red at night

He carried her to a car.

He put her into the car, kicked the driver out, and drove herself.

Song Huiyi asked him: "Where to go? Military government?"

"Military government?" The man sneered, "I will send you to the door, do you dare to go in?"

He added, "Don't test me. If you want to trick me, why not take off your clothes first and lie on my bed. I only listen to women talking on the bed."

Song Huiyi looked pale.

She took off her hat, put it on her lap, and looked out the window.

The hands hidden under the hat were slightly clenched.

The man didn't speak any more.

This is a rare quiet time.

The car is driving on the road.

Nancheng has changed very rapidly in recent years. She looked at the scenery outside and was filled with emotions. Today's Nancheng, bustling and bustling, is no longer what she remembered.

About half an hour later, the car stopped at a foreign-style building.

There were officers on duty inside and outside the mansion. When they saw his car parked at the door, an officer came up with a gun and knocked on the car window. When he saw it was a man, he waved to the people behind him to open the iron door of Guangzhi Baoxianghua for convenience. The car drives in.

They only recognize people but not cars.

Song Huiyi looked at the scene just now and thought that the man's military rank was not low.

The man parked his car in the courtyard.

He got out of the car first.

The man didn't close the car door, leaned down and called her: "Get out of the car."

"Where is this?" Song Huiyi didn't want to move, "If you have anything to say in the car."

"Get off the car and go in." The man repeated patiently.

But his good temper lasted only a moment.

The next second, his fingers were tapping rhythmically on the side of the car door, announcing his impatience, "I told you, women are cute if they behave better. If you don't get off in three seconds, I don't mind sending you directly to the black market." , I think many people should want your life..."

He paused deliberately to see her reaction.

It's a pity that Song Huiyi just looked forward calmly, without shifting his eyes even a little.

The man was slightly disappointed.

The more courageous a woman is, the more fun she loses in teasing.

He stopped going around in circles with her: "Miss Song, get out of the car."

He patted the roof of the car, closed the driver's door neatly, turned around and entered the mansion first.

Song Huiyi sat in the car.

The surface calm that I had just tried to maintain was already in turmoil in my heart.

He knew her surname was Song!

Who is he?

I thought he was just an officer with a slightly higher military rank, but now it seems that is not the case.

This small foreign-style building should be his own courtyard.

He has his own car, and there are officers on duty inside and outside the compound. He can hold both a Mauser pistol and a Browning pistol in his hand. He is still a young man...

Song Huiyi had a bad suspicion in his mind.

run!

The thought flashed through her mind.

She quickly denied it again.

He dared to leave her first in the house confidently, because he was sure that she would follow him obediently.

She is already a piece of fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

She got out of the car and entered the house.

The man sat on the sofa with his back to her.

Just as he entered the house, he heard the man say: "Come here."

Song Huiyi lowered his head and looked at his feet. She walked so softly that he could hear her.

She walked over to him.

He lowered his head and played with her knife.

"Fruit Knife Pistol, Song Peiwen relied on this knife-shaped pistol to kill his enemies by surprise, and he became famous in Nancheng ever since."

The man didn't raise his head and quickly poured out the bullets inside. "It's really confusing. Blocking the trigger with your hand is no different from a fruit knife. The disadvantage is that there is only one bullet. Can you always hit it?"

He asked again, "What's it called?"

This time she did not remain silent and answered: "Song Huiyi."

"Song Huiyi."

He repeated her name, raised his hand and grabbed her wrist, pulling her hard in his direction.

She fell onto his lap uncontrollably.

Song Huiyi was shocked and hurriedly tried to climb off him.

Men are not allowed.

He held her waist with one hand, and lingered on her face with the other, "I told you that you are more courageous than other women! It turns out that you are the daughter of Song Peiwen, the leader of the Qing Gang, and I underestimated you!"

Song Huiyi was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

Knowing her identity, he took advantage of her several times!

No one is as arrogant as him!

She said in a deep voice: "Young Marshal! Please respect yourself!"

"Oh? Do you know me?" The man smiled and moved closer to her. "Since you know, remember my name."

"Shen Yuqing."

He repeated it again, and said, "Your man."

"I don't have a man!"

"The little mouth is so disobedient."

Shen Yuqing's eyes moved to her red lips, and his eyes darkened, "The best way to handle a woman is to become her man."

"How dare you...uh!"

The hot breath swept over her instantly, and he blocked her lips.

The kiss didn't stop there.

He bit her lower lip and reached in while she was in pain. The faint smell of tobacco mixed with the refreshing smell of the man fell into her senses.

He really dares!

Song Huiyi's eyes widened, shame and anger welling up from the bottom of his heart.

She pushed him hard and didn't push him away several times, but only provoked him to attack more violently.

She was originally sitting on his lap. When he lowered her body, her body was forced to lean back. Except for the strength of his big palm supporting her, her entire upper body was suspended in the air.

She didn't know where the strength came from, she pulled out her hand, raised her hand and slapped him!

The sound of the slap was crisp.

Interrupting him also woke her up.

Her palms were numb, and she looked at him blankly.

Shen Yuqing raised his eyes to look at her, and the lust in his eyes suddenly dissipated. In an instant, it became thick and dark, wrapped in anger, which could burn her at any time.

It seems like the eve of a storm.

Song Huiyi also knew what he had done at this time.

But at this moment, what disappeared was the embarrassment of being taken advantage of, and what was clear was the chaotic mind.

The military government and the Youth Gang. A self-contained system, on the bright side; an independent system, on the dark side.

The military government has an official background, but the Youth Gang does not.

One thing is that the military government will still cooperate with the Youth Gang in many shady matters and let the Youth Gang solve some problems for them that cannot be solved on the table.

A kiss fell on his lips.

This didn't make Shen Yuqing look good.

In his rage, a woman's kiss could not soothe him.

"Nowadays, free love is advocated. It is not limited to only one man. Even divorce is fashionable."

Song Huiyi hugged his neck, "I have the old-fashioned mentality in my bones, and I don't want to be frivolous by you. It doesn't mean that I haven't accepted new ideas. I will kiss you if I want to. I can also kiss other men, but Not my man, and I don’t belong to anyone.”

She emphasized the matter.

Shen Yuqing became a little interested and waited for her next words.

To be honest, my face didn't hurt much.

He had suffered gunshot wounds and knife wounds, all of which were real flesh and blood.

It's just a slap and a tickle.

No one ever hit him.

Men have dignity, and this slap will cost him his dignity.

He wanted to hear how she would justify the slap.