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

"You're really good." She replied to him calmly.

He even wants to occupy every title and has his own possessiveness.

"I know I'm good at it." Shen Yuqing smiled and started talking dirty words again, "Do you want to try it?"

Song Huiyi glanced at him sideways: "You do have a good face. If you condescend to be my guest, I can consider it."

"Okay, how about now?" Shen Yuqing's fingers fell on her waist and gradually slid up.

His fingers slid over her edges and he wrapped them in his big hands.

He kneaded it gently with his hands, and his voice was a little hoarse, and he was persuasive, "I'm very powerful, Hui Yi. You'll know if you try it, and you'll be willing to call me brother."

Song Huiyi slapped his hand away and frowned: "Don't move your hands or feet!"

She really underestimated Shen Yuqing's face.

I originally thought that Shen Yuqing, who was aloof and arrogant, had such status and power. He would definitely be disdainful when hearing such words, and would even be filled with overwhelming anger.

Just like last time at Manxiang Tower, he was smiling, but his eyes were actually cold.

This time, he was really not angry, and he even really had this thought.

Give him some color and open a dyeing workshop, and his hands will climb up.

She was always the one who got taken advantage of.

"how?"

Shen Yuqing's fingers were still lazily tracing the lines around her edges, and she smiled lazily, "It's not you who said it. I will be your guest and listen to your words. Can you try? The third lady of the Qing Gang doesn't keep her word?"

He remembered what she said in Manxianglou.

"You didn't agree that day. It's too late." Song Huiyi rubbed his fingers off with her elbow.

As soon as it fell off, he climbed up again.

The center of her eyebrows couldn't help but beat. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, but she still couldn't stop the anger.

She opened her eyes and looked at him, her eyes full of anger.

Song Huiyi scolded in a low voice: "Shen Yuqing, please understand, I have not fallen in love with you, I have not agreed to sleep with you, and you are not my pretty girl. Keep your hands away from me!"

"I'm just going to be your little girl, right?" Shen Yuqing smiled faintly.

He didn't take her anger seriously and still did whatever he wanted.

Song Huiyi is wearing a top and skirt today. The top is a tight white ingot-collared top with an arc-shaped hem that highlights her graceful curves. The bottom is a black horse-faced skirt that reaches to her ankles.

Shen Yuqing's hands slipped in from the hem of her blouse and held her waist without any obstruction.

His hand fell behind her and turned her to face him. With a sudden force on his hand behind her waist, Song Huiyi leaned forward and got close to his chest.

She raised her head, and Shen Yuqing only had to lower his head to kiss her lips.

Shen Yuqing's breath fell on her face: "I also want to hear it, call me brother?"

"It's a beautiful thought." She turned her face away.

The two of them were very close, and even as he turned his face away, his lips still touched her cheek.

Shen Yuqing took a heavy breath, her throat slid violently, the kiss fell quickly, and the breath enveloped her overwhelmingly.

He curled his lips and tongue around hers, and drove in, while his hands restlessly slid around her waist.

"Call me brother." He murmured against her lips.

Song Huiyi raised her hand against his chest, trying to stay away from him, but he pushed it closer to her ear, breathing heavily, trying to seduce her.

Taking her earlobe in his mouth, he tempted her again: "Call me brother!"

Song Huiyi couldn't help but take small breaths, his taste lingering on her lips and teeth. The ends of her eyes turned red when he kissed her, and her voice softened a bit without knowing it: "No."

"It's okay not to call me brother."

Shen Yuqing searched for her lips, "You can do the other way, kiss until you can't help but cry out!"

He meant her gasp.

Song Huiyi could not withstand Shen Yuqing's offensive.

She wanted to bite her lip, but he insisted on prying her lips and teeth open so that she could breathe out and make a sound.

"It seems to be coming soon." He smiled from time to time.

When he was in love, he held Song Huiyi and sat on his lap, pressing the back of her head as if she was actively kissing him.

Song Huiyi couldn't resist, so he still said: "Brother."

Her heart was trembling.

She has two biological brothers, and she often calls them these two words. I just called him Brother Shen Yuqing, which was less serious and more charming.

Shen Yuqing also felt numb all over.

Song Huiyi called Wang Muzhou "Brother Muzhou". He was very unhappy, so he playfully asked her to call him "Brother Muzhou".

Unexpectedly, this "brother" seemed to activate another unknown thing. His whole body became hot, and he wanted to have her.

Shen Yuqing bit her lips tightly and slid her hand upwards, no longer touching the edge through her clothes.

He also held her hand forcefully, letting her feel his heat.

He smiled ambiguously: "How do you want me to serve you?"

When these words were spoken, Shen Yuqing was slightly stunned.

It was like a huge net covering my heart. I was a little breathless, and my beating heart kept trying to escape——

He was joking and actually said such a thing!

In the past, he would never have said such a thing.

He had never served any woman. Even in bed, women are trying their best to please him. He only needs to be happy for himself and never needs to take into account the happiness of women.

Now facing Song Huiyi, it was easy to say this!

Song Huiyi also noticed it.

She broke out of her daze and subconsciously pulled his hand away.

In the past few months of contact with Shen Yuqing, she had always known that he was authoritarian and overbearing. When she slapped him when they first met, the anger in his eyes was about to burn her to death.

Such a man does not shy away from touching women.

When he gets along with women, he has always been inconsiderate of others. He takes what he wants and throws it away when he wants. He can turn against others when he takes advantage.

Song Huiyi thought, Shen Yuqing is really a good trick.

He integrated into her life inch by inch, covering her little by little with his shortcomings and strengths.

Song Huiyi is not a fool.

She and Shen Yuqing always emphasized their mutual loyalty, and that was also the reason. If he is really loyal to her one day, she will really like him.

Shen Yuqing has many shortcomings. She can list them all in one breath without repeating them.

But along with it, there are advantages that outweigh the disadvantages. Even in front of her, he had begun to lose the face of those so-called men.

"You don't need to serve me."

She got off him, took the pen and continued writing, lowering her eyes to hide her emotions, "Sit down and let me handle the work first."

"You left me nowhere to vent again!" Shen Yuqing pointed at his bulging military pants and complained with dissatisfaction.

Too many times he had started a fire with her, but could never put it out.

He said, "If you don't let me sleep, please help me with your hands!"

Song Huiyi looked at him coldly: "You can go to the hall to find a woman."

"Song Huiyi, you are so boring." Shen Yuqing gathered his military trousers.

After all, it was not easy for her to call her brother.

She ignored him, and Shen Yuqing didn't say anything. He sat beside him and said nothing.