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

He's still attacking.

When Song Huiyi kept dodging, he was laughing so hard that his body was shaking.

Shen Yuqing's hands paused.

He was looking at her lazily.

Seeing her bright smile, he was so excited that he no longer cared about playing with her. He put his arm under her arm and lifted her up from the stool.

He looked up at her.

From his angle, he could see her smile.

Song Huiyi hadn't realized it yet, and the smile on his face didn't stop: "Why are you so crazy!"

"You laughed!" His eyes were burning, and a smile rolled in his throat.

He threw his head back and laughed, excited by her smile.

This was probably the first time he saw her sincere smile.

His body and mind became involuntarily excited, and the smile in his eyes grew stronger and even lingered for a long time, full of indescribable affection and tenderness.

Song Huiyi was startled.

She subconsciously pursed her lips and pressed down the raised corners of her mouth.

She restrained her smile.

"Put me down!" She hit his shoulder angrily, "You are such a scoundrel!"

Shen Yuqing put her down.

Before she could stand still, after a moment of dizziness, her waist was pressed against the desk.

Shen Yuqing pushed the wonton bowl away from the table with a big hand, and then the kiss fell.

"Hui Yi, help me!" He kissed her, pressed her whole body, took her hand and buttoned it on his military trousers.

His lips dropped down to her neck, and his hands quickly untied his belt.

"No, you are really..." Song Huiyi refused.

She turned her face away, and just as she retracted her hand, he grabbed her escaping hand back.

"There's someone outside!" Her voice was so low that it was trembling, and she tried desperately to withdraw her hand.

"The adjutant is guarding outside, no one dares to come in!"

Shen Yuqing grabbed her hand forcefully and whispered in her ear, "Hui Yi, I haven't eaten meat for several months! You won't let me sleep, so help me!"

Song Huiyi frowned tightly.

"You're so disgusting!" She couldn't escape, so she could only scold him in a low voice, "Asshole! What's the difference between doing this and forcing yourself to do so!"

"If I really force you, it won't be like this!"

Shen Yuqing ambiguously licked her earlobe, her voice was extremely hoarse, "I can't help it every time I look at you! Huiyi, be good, it's hard for men to feel like this!"

Song Huiyi felt very embarrassed.

Her whole body was stiff, even her hands were stiff.

He sensed her emotions and pecked her lips soothingly, trying to get rid of her annoyance and uneasiness.

"Don't frown, Huiyi." He said softly.

The kiss fell on her trembling brow.

I don't know how long it took before Shen Yuqing whispered in her ear: "We need a veil now... Go and get the veil!"

Song Huiyi almost wanted to cry!

She avoided looking at his body, looking for the handkerchief with half-squinted eyes, and almost dropped the objects on the table.

She couldn't help but cursed again: "Shen Yuqing, you are really disgusting!"

The front foot asked how to serve her, and the back foot asked her to serve him!

Why?

Song Huiyi really wanted to cut off that thing on his hand with a knife, don't let him be so unscrupulous again!

"Okay, I'm disgusted!" Shen Yuqing agreed to her words and urged her, "Hurry up and get the veil!"

After much fumbling, she finally got the veil.

Shen Yuqing asked her to spread out the veil.

Within a few seconds, he suddenly stood up, all of which fell on the veil.

Song Huiyi was caught off guard and saw the one in his hand.

Her hands shook in fright.

"You are so perverted!" She thrust the handkerchief into his hand, stood up suddenly, and rushed into the cubicle.

Behind him was Shen Yuqing's low laughter.

Song Huiyi washed her hands desperately, but felt that Shen Yuqing's breath could not be dissipated at all, and all remained on her fingertips.

Shen Yuqing packed herself up and went to the cubicle to find her.

He is full of energy.

"If you wash your hands again, you will shed a layer of skin."

Shen Yuqing turned off the water and dried her hands with a towel, "Don't be angry, I didn't really sleep with you!"

Song Huiyi couldn't bear it anymore, so she raised her hand and slapped him in the face.

She used all her strength.

Her hand was sore when it fell, and her hand was numb and swollen from the blow.

Shen Yuqing was stunned for a moment.

He looked at her and said nothing.

The atmosphere was extremely quiet for a moment, leaving only Song Huiyi's heavy breathing.

She looked at him angrily like a crazy little lion.

"Don't move your hands randomly, your hands are red."

Shen Yuqing was not angry, and even looked calm.

His big hand wrapped around hers, squeezed her palm, and said loudly, "Hui Yi, I'm serious, I want your heart!"

"I won't give it to you!" she emphasized forcefully.

"I know, you said you are only loyal to those who are loyal to you."

Shen Yuqing looked down at her hands, put her in his palms and rubbed them.

He spoke, not knowing whether he was talking to himself or to her, "You have your own thoughts, little Baixiang. If I am loyal to you, you can't always keep me pure, right?"

Song Huiyi suddenly stopped breathing.

She widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief. Something seemed to be knocked over in her heart, and she was instantly confused, making her feel uneasy.

He lowered his eyes with no expression on his face. The voice was low and there was no discernible emotion.

"What did you say?" Her voice was tight.

He didn't want to repeat it a second time: "It's nothing."

Shen Yuqing himself couldn't believe it.

He was full of doubts, and for some reason, he simply remained silent.

He didn't want to repeat it, and he couldn't say it a second time.

Song Huiyi didn't ask any further questions.

She made sure she heard him clearly.

Shen Yuqing had avoided answering this question before, but now he took the initiative to speak.

He just made a metaphor, but he was actually relieved.

Song Huiyi had mixed feelings in his heart.

It is not easy to make Shen Yuqing say such words.

He wanders among flowers all year round, never stopping for anyone. He is used to behaving recklessly and doesn't take women seriously at all.

Now he wants her heart, wants her to the point where he is willing to be loyal to her.

Song Huiyi knew that if he relaxed, it meant that this issue had gone through his mind and he had this plan.

There is no happiness, but more confusion and confusion.

There was a knock on the door outside.

Song Huiyi came back to her senses, pursed her lips, and walked out of the cubicle first.

"Enter."

Soon someone opened the door and came in, it was adjutant Tan Shaoyuan.

He looked at Shen Yuqing who was following Song Huiyi and nodded slightly: "Young Marshal, it's getting late. We have to go back to the station."