Volume 1 Chapter 71 Taming * She took the initiative once

  "Come in." Xiang Hong turned around with her back against the sink, facing the door waiting for him to enter.

  "Are you in a hurry?" He met her gaze and the words came out unintentionally, after speaking, his face felt a bit hot, as if he was the one who was in a hurry.

  "Are you done too?" Shan Hong asked in puzzlement.

  "Not yet, there's still a bit of cleaning up to do, it's no big deal, I'm afraid you'll get impatient, so I'll come over and solve your problem first." He said as he walked directly to the bathtub.

  Xiang Hong hastily stepped over with light footsteps and pressed down on his shoulders, standing lightly and nimbly on the wide edge of the bathtub.

  He must be very embarrassed by such a troublesome thing.

  Song Shuoye naturally pulled her hand over and wrapped it around his neck, saying calmly: "Hold steady."

  Then he pointed at the keyboard above and explained it to her one by one, Sang Hong listened very carefully.

  But there were too many control keys on top, and with her arms wrapped around his neck, he stood in the bathtub, she stood at the edge leaning against his side, the temperature of his neck and the solid texture of his shoulder muscles transmitted to her arm, that subtle taste was a bit magical.

  "Remember?" Song Shuoye's low and husky voice sent a real shiver down her spine.

  "Wait - what? That... I originally remembered, but now it's a bit confusing again. What's spiral massage, vibration massage, impact massage... I'm dizzy."

  Xiang Hong came back to her senses from the beautiful scenery, with some sweat dripping down, and thought to herself: how could she be tempted so easily without even realizing it.

  Alas, she's a big uncle control, every day facing such a perfect man who attracts her in all aspects from spirit to body, and makes no secret of wanting to pounce on her, pretending to be reserved to control the pace, dangling his appetite little by little. In fact, what she wants to say is that it's not just him who's suffering, all the suffering reflected back to her is doubled.

  This is a double test, every night she leans against his warm arms and drools, worried that he will pounce on her, yet yearning for him to pounce on her, her little heart beats rapidly all night long, what is she doing, ah.

  Song Shu Yu looked at her small face with a hint of shallow pink, seemingly having a slight tension.

  "What did you say? Let me demonstrate it for you?"

  "How is it demonstrated?" Hong asked curiously.

  "You - how are you going to demonstrate?" Song Shuyu actually wanted to say let's just take a bath together, I'll serve you all the way, but he clearly didn't want to be despised by her.

  "Just tell me the buttons you usually use, I can handle it myself." Xiang Hong's eyes rolled over, not intending to let him stay here any longer, this kind of environment was too ambiguous and too dangerous.

  "Oh, I'm used to it, but you might not like it." Song Shuyu raised an eyebrow.

  "Go ahead, I don't believe you can use me if I can't."

  Xiang Hong has gone out, tonight she must enjoy the humanized service of this advanced German bathtub.

  "Alright, look, this is the automatic control keyboard. Once it's turned on, nothing else needs to be taken care of. The program will go through everything in order. I've already set it to simple mode." After saying that, he pointed it out to her and turned around to leave.

  "Uh-huh, got it."

  She stood up straight and stepped aside to let him pass.

  Who would have thought that her foot slipped, and she let out a startled cry. Song Shuyu hastily turned around to grab her waist, and her fingers happened to touch the keyboard, also unknowingly pressing some key, making a long "beep" sound.

  Xiang Hong and Song Shuyu exchanged a surprised glance, the latter quickly stretched out his arm and threw her out.

  As expected, she escaped like a cloud and fog, and the wall behind her head was densely covered with vertical, horizontal, and diagonal water pillars that sprayed directly onto Song Shuyu's body.

  Look at this bathtub, it really has many patterns!

  Sang Hong was utterly defeated.

  Song Shuyu was strongly impacted and was knocked back a bit before stabilizing himself, then leaned forward to press the pause button on the keyboard.

  Just came to myself.

  She turned around and wiped the water droplets on her face and head, quickly taking off her wet top.

  Xiang Hong came back to her senses, looked at his disheveled appearance, turned around and handed over a dry towel.

  He smiled wryly, waved his hand, and casually wiped the water stains on his body with his shirt. He handed it over to Sang Hong and exchanged hands, then stepped out, put on slippers, and grabbed a towel to wipe his body.

  "You'd better just take a shower, this thing is very complicated, I also spent a long time figuring it out, and if you're not careful, strange moves will come out frequently. It's not good to be startled by the cold and heat, hurry up and wash."

  Song Shuwei said and opened the bathroom door, his footsteps paused slightly, he was looking forward to her speaking up and asking him to stay, suggesting that they shower together.

  As expected——

  Song Shuwei secretly smiled in his heart and listened as Sang Hong opened her mouth.

  "Ah," Xiang Hong looked down at her dry clothes with some embarrassment, then lifted her head and spoke to detain him: "Or, you go wash first, it's easy to catch a cold when you're all wet like that."

  Song Shu Wei raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised, and gazed into her pitch-black eyes, which were so pure that they had no desire, clean to the point of not having any emotional mistiness, and full of unconcealed worry.

  He helplessly raised his hand to cover his forehead, worried that he would be so frustrated as to knock against a wall.

  He secretly despised himself and said humorously: "What's a cold? I often take cold showers, this little water is nothing, you go wash."

  After finishing speaking, he closed the door and left.

  Xiang Hong watched him leave so decisively and knew she had overthought it again.

  This guy is too abnormal tonight, not even a gesture of intimacy with her, suddenly thinking of the female doctor Meilan they met at the hospital this afternoon who has a cleanliness obsession.

  Look at that luxurious bathtub, she decided to give it up.

  He stood under the simple showerhead outside the bathtub, washing and thinking about the unusual source of his troubles.

  This guy took himself to the hospital today, which was somewhat inexplicable. He saw that legendary beautiful senior sister and indeed, she was even more beautiful than in the video. Just looking at those autumnal eyes, gazing at Song Shuyu with a sentimental and sensitive expression, made her feel like her heart was pounding excitedly. The beauty's gaze was truly powerful, and even she couldn't help but be charmed by it.

  However, he introduced himself as her boyfriend, filling her heart with little surprises.

  You can see that familiar woman's elegant and gentle smile, but in her heart, she is secretly a little disappointed, she looks down at her own slightly thin figure.

  Compared to the mature and elegant woman who is full of charm, she seems too uninteresting. Moreover, it's said that men all like girls with a melancholic temperament, like jasmine flowers.

  Fortunately, I had guessed that many doctors have mysophobia and deliberately added trouble to her. As a result, she suddenly shifted her attention to her right hand and stopped electrocuting my handsome uncle.

  Haha, I guess this counts as a small victory, even the heavens are helping me.

  Look, when he left, he didn't even think of saying goodbye to her.

  Wait, when leaving - she seemed to have forgotten something.

  What is the use of the medicine in the box that Song Shuyu put into his pocket?

  He didn't even let her see it, let alone force her to eat it.

  Two people who had no chance of communicating about their illnesses somehow ended up with an extra box of medicine.

  Xiang Hong's incredibly rich imagination suddenly burst open like a kaleidoscope, one by one denying the possibilities, and finally - what he said last night about being poisoned and needing an antidote, that stingy guy who refused to sell the antidote, could it be Mei Lan'er?

  Thinking of this, she suddenly became nervous, how could her man's life be in another woman's hands?

  She quickly washed up, changed into her pajamas, and roughly blew her short hair to half dry before going to the study to find Song Shuyu.

  Push open the study, dark and gloomy.

  Nobody!

  How can there be no one?

  The room was just like that, she turned around and walked into the bedroom, pushed open the door, and saw Song Shuyu leaning against the headboard reading a book. This man had good habits, he was actually taking notes while reading, looked up to see her coming in, hooked his lips and beckoned to her:

  "Finished washing? Come over."

  She sidled over and put her notes and books on the bedside table, closing it with a flourish.

  "Aren't you going to take a bath?" Xiang Hong went over and pulled open the other side of the quilt and sat down.

  Song Shuwei sniffed hard, a look of satisfaction on his face: "Alright, I'm going, wait for me. Five minutes to take a combat shower, or else I won't be able to bear it."

  After finishing, she rubbed her hair: "Not dry, no getting into bed first."

  Xiang Hong raised her head and smiled at him, urging him to hurry up and leave.

  Song Shuyu picked up the military uniform pants that had been thrown in front of the closet and were slightly damp, bent down to pick them up and took them away.

  She pretended to be careless and watched him open the door, the powerful footsteps gradually disappeared, immediately slipped down from the bed like a cat, opened the closet where he put his clothes, then rubbed his short hair in frustration, turned around and fell onto the quilt.

  His clothes were all wet and she casually threw them into the washing machine, where could he find them now.

  Thinking of this, I panicked and ran to the bathroom with a glimmer of luck, knocking on the door and asking: "You've thrown all your clothes into the washing machine, didn't you buy a box of medicine and put it in your pocket during the day? Did you take it out?"

  "That's it, I've taken it out."

  Song Shuyu answered after turning off the shower.

  Xiang Hong turned around to leave, but was caught by Song Shu Yu's wet hands. She was about to scream loudly when she discovered that he was wearing clothes.

  "It's so late, what are you doing?"

  "Come on, your hair will hurt if you lie down with it wet." Song Shuyu took the hair dryer and blew her hair without saying a word.

  His big hands stroked her head, and the warm breeze blew by, but the thread of doubt in Sang Hong's heart grew heavier.

  She took the hair dryer and helped him blow dry his hair with a smile.

  Song Shuwei was slightly surprised for a moment, then allowed her little paws to pat his head.

  "Dr. Mei in the hospital has a really good temperament." she said with a sidelong glance.

  "Hmm." Song Shuyu thought about Mei Lan's appearance and felt that her evaluation was quite consistent with reality.

  "Especially those eyes, deep and black, looking as if they could speak." The woman continued to probe and pry, her heart feeling sour.

  "Hmm, you're very observant." Song Shuyu responded with a affirmative tone on the surface, but in her heart, she was utterly perplexed - at such a warm and intimate moment, why would she bring up those irrelevant people.

  "Then - she gazed at you with those peach blossom eyes, flashing and shining, did you feel anything unusual?" San Hong's hair dryer stopped, scorching Song Shuyu who hastily withdrew his head.

  "She - when did her eyes flash like that? I didn't notice." Song Shuyu looked at the tightly pursed little face in confusion, not knowing how he had offended her to the point of being blown by her hair dryer.

  "Hmph, pretend then. That woman's eyes were shining with tears, casting flirtatious glances at you as if they could speak. I was watching and couldn't help but feel envious of that gaze. Didn't you have any unusual feelings? If only I had known earlier, I would have put my hand on your heart to count how many extra beats it skipped."

  Xiang Hong said with a scowl, "You can't just lie through your teeth like that. It's too dishonest."

  Song Shu Wei couldn't help but feel smug in his heart, thinking that this girl must be jealous. He then proceeded to reason with her calmly and logically:

  An adult with normal eye blinking frequency is 10-15 times per minute, she might be naturally blinking, how did it become like that in your eyes?

  "You say, now you're looking at me like this, your eyes blinking, are you also secretly sending signals?"

  "Autumn waves hit your head, did you feel it?" Sang Hong was choked with anger.

  "No." Song Shuyu said succinctly.

  "What's wrong? You're comparing her gaze with mine? Alright, so you mean to say that you don't feel any difference between our gazes?" Xiang Hong was furious, thinking that he meant to say that he couldn't sense the affection in her eyes for him.

  "How did it suddenly come to this, Sang Hong? You don't make any sense at all." Song Shuyu couldn't understand the logic behind her words.

  "You can flirt with me right in front of my face, and now you want me to reason with you? Reason? What's there to reason about? Do lovers need to reason?" San Hong retorted confidently.

  Song Shuwei couldn't help but laugh when he heard that, looking at her furious expression, and chuckled: "This is what you said, lovers don't need to make sense."

  Xiang Hong was taken aback, thinking that what she said wasn't wrong. She knew she was jealous, yet she couldn't bear to say anything bad about that woman. It really infuriated her, coaxing her would make her feel wronged to death.

  Song Shu Wei's thin lips pressed down, and the next moment, he lowered his head to cover her slightly pouting mouth, sucking on it with relish.

  How did he suddenly turn into a werewolf?

  The more he kissed her, the sweeter she felt, and his body suddenly tensed up.

  Song Shuoye reluctantly opened her small mouth: "It's great that we don't need to talk about it, whenever you want to hug me and kiss me, just do it."

  Xiang Hong raised her hand to touch the scorching little face, licked the numb and swollen lips that had been kissed, and felt dizzy and confused, thinking she couldn't be seduced like this:

  "You - how can you suddenly be like this? What logic?"

  "Our home's precious red logic! How did you deduce that, and how did my logic come out?" Song Shuyu lazily pursed his lips and smiled at her with a hint of meaning.

  Xiang Hong's face flashed with a thought, and she was suddenly speechless, but still stubbornly said: "That... Mei Lan, you really don't have any feelings for her?"

  "You clearly know it, why ask? There's a feeling that somewhere will wait for you."

  Song Shuyu took a mouthful of calming saliva and felt much more comfortable all over.

  "How can you still say she has charm and her eyes speak?"

  "It was you who said it."

  "You're absolutely right!"

  "I disagree with your view, you don't—" Song Shuyu felt that he couldn't get around her clearly, there were many things his mouth could do, so why was this girl obsessed with arguing with him?

  "What's wrong with me?" Sang Hong stood up straight, his hair standing on end like a small porcupine.

  Song Shuwei pursed his lips: "This isn't a place for arguing and quarreling, let's go back to our room and take it slow."

  "Go back to your room, who's afraid of you!" Xiang Hong struggled free from his arm, turned around and went back to the bedroom. She had to find out who the woman was that had the antidote, or else her heart wouldn't be at peace.

  On the bed, Sang Hong had already gathered his emotions from earlier, and as soon as he lay down, she obediently rolled into his arms like a little kitten.

  Song Shuwei narrowed his eyes contentedly, he had figured out the pattern. This little woman was too clever, she would only be a bit muddled when they were in bed being intimate and affectionate, but anywhere else if there was any over-the-top behavior, it was all him asking for trouble.

  "Wasn't the antidote for the poison you mentioned last night difficult to obtain? Is that woman Mei Lan'er?" Xiang Hong thought, recalling how she had held onto her strong arm, which was now poisoned and under control.

  "What poison? What antidote?" Song Shuyu was somewhat puzzled, had he said that?

  "Didn't you feel unbearable pain while eating dinner last night? You said at the time that it was poisoning, and also said that there were women with a special antidote who just didn't want to give it to you."

  Xiang Hong was getting anxious.

  Song Shuoye made a great effort to recall last night's events and suddenly burst out laughing:

  "Am I right in saying that the poison won't be fatal for a while, but if you can't get the antidote, it will be extremely deadly?"

  "Uh-huh, you said that woman with the antidote was very arrogant and had a precious, expensive secret recipe that couldn't be bought even with money." Xiang Hong nodded repeatedly, continuing to lure him into speaking.

  Song Shuwei smiled and raised his eyebrows: "It seems like it."

  "Who is that woman?" Sang Hong asked urgently.

  Song Shuyu suppressed his smile, unsure of how to respond.

  Xiang Hong sneered and smiled: "Don't say I also know, you'd better honestly tell me, leniency for those who confess, severity for those who resist."

  "Haha," Song Shuyu was amused by her childish and deceitful tactics, "Since you know, then tell me about it."

  "When others are seriously asking you something, why are you smiling? I've told you, you have to admit it."

  "Hmm, guessed it right! Of course, I admit it." Song Shuyu had an expression as if waiting for her to make a move.

  "I saw Meilan gave you a prescription today, and when you went to pay for it, you also picked up the medicine and secretly put it in your pocket. Doesn't that prove that the person who gave you the medicine is also a vulnerable spot that can be attacked? Since she has no medical ethics, why are you still being polite to her? Use every trick in the book, don't be gentle with her."

  Xiang Hong was indignant and despised Mei Lan's method of using the antidote to coerce him, and at the same time felt that this guy was simply willing to be controlled by that woman.

  Song Shuyu almost laughed until he couldn't breathe.

  "What are you laughing at? Where did I say anything wrong? It's all because of concern for you." San Hong was sulking.

  Song Shuwei finally managed to hold back his smile and said seriously, "When dealing with that petty woman, don't be polite? Use every means possible? Don't show any mercy?"

  "Hmm? What's wrong? Can't bear to part with it?" San Hong felt a sour taste rising up in her heart again.

  Song Shuwei responded, "Alright, I'll listen to you tonight."

  He flipped over and pressed down on her body, reaching out to pull off her pajamas.

  Xiang Hong was taken aback and quickly grabbed his hand with her small hands: "What's wrong with you, what are you doing?"

  "Don't be polite," he said, pressing down on her body and kissing and rubbing comfortably.

  "What?"

  "You've made me use every trick in the book." Song Shu Yu said as he effectively pinned down her arms and legs.

  "It's not for you to deal with me!" Xiang Hong was getting angry, what's wrong with this man, can't he understand human language again?

  "You make me not cherish you." He said, and then stripped off her nightgown and threw it to the head of the bed.

  "Song, if you continue like this, I'll get angry!" Sang Hong threatened, no longer struggling.

  Song Shuyu endured and put her head on her neck, saying: "I'm having a relapse, I need detox medication."

  Xiang Hong took one look at him, his eyes gleaming like a wolf's, and was frightened out of her wits. She hastily comforted him: "Where did you put the antidote? Tell me, I'll help you get it."

  Song Shu Wei licked his lips, hoarsely saying: "You silly girl who's driving me crazy, when did you poison me? I'm going mad if I don't hold you down and flip you over at least once a day."

  He spoke as he buried his mouth in her neck and rubbed against her, their body temperature getting hotter and hotter.

  "I didn't poison you, why are you going crazy?" Xiang Hong felt his teeth were obviously wolf-like, biting her neck was numb and painful, she pushed him to death.

  "Don't recognize me? You're that tiny, delicate girl with the antidote, who blushes at a single kiss and wants to kick me out of bed every time we get intimate; isn't that right?"

  Hug you warmly for a while, then refuse unfeelingly; isn't that so?

  I tried to win you over with diamond rings and mansions, but you still look at me with disdain, scorning my sincerity. Can't even money buy it?

  It's so frustrating that I often feel extremely hungry and thirsty. Every time I see your body temperature soaring and your heart rate going haywire, you just pretend not to notice me."

  Song Shuyu listed her crimes one by one, and asked her back, leaving her speechless.

  "Red, be good, don't move, I'll be as gentle as last night, just give it to me." Song Shuyu whispered in her ear.

  "What's wrong? You're fine just like last night. Are you saying that you and Mei Lan'er didn't have that kind of relationship?"

  Xiang Hong was stunned and tongue-tied, her huge surprise and confusion left her somewhat bewildered.

  "I'm only in a relationship with you, such a difficult little woman, and I only want to have this kind of relationship with you, my sweet little wife."

  Song Shuwei's eyes were filled with a smile as he looked at her, his concern was in disarray. This girl, because she cared too much about him, couldn't even understand jokes normally. What's going on? However, he still couldn't express the feelings in his heart.

  Xiang Hong saw the clear and deep emotions in his eyes, and immediately understood that she had been thoroughly deceived by him. The fact that she was poisoned was just a sweet talk he used to tell her, but what was ridiculous was that she was both terrified and overjoyed by this metaphor, and also by this truth.

  He was not poisoned and his body is very healthy; he has nothing to do with Mei Laner, only belongs to her alone.

  So it was! I see!

  Xiang Hong had originally been worried about his poisoning, and her tightly clenched heart slowly relaxed, although these deductions were a bit too forced, she could still follow the logic.

  To like someone, can you really care about them to this extent?

  Can you be stupid to this extent?

  Are you worried to the point where common sense seems non-existent?

  Scarlet's heart was pounding and jumping, feeling somewhat tense that something had fundamentally changed. Her once incredibly strong self-control and calm mind had become uncontrollable when facing matters related to him.

  "Baby, can I?" Song Shuyu asked softly, his gentle whispering voice echoing in her ears, his eyes full of pampering and longing.

  Xiang Hong was still annoyed, but she didn't push him away anymore. Instead, she muttered under her breath: "Get out - who's your precious now?"

  Song Shuyu was naturally familiar with her body language, and immediately launched a happy attack, saying: "Good, I don't know who my baby is, I'll just hold my baby and roll around happily for a while, you'll understand."

  Xiang Hong was shocked by the evil smile on his face, immediately covering her eyes, her body somewhat stiff: "You're dead, who wants to see."

  Song Shuyu felt her subtle changes, at the critical moment, she was always a little afraid, and the tight muscles made him feel depressed, was it the shadow left by the first night?

  She can plant trees and enjoy the cool herself, her little mouth chattering non-stop every day, influencing him so that when he talks to her, his words become childish and nagging.

  Maybe one day he'll be on top of the bed, in control, but he often digs his own grave, patiently and slowly training himself, can't rush, will have a day to enjoy.

  He wrapped his arm around her body, which had already rolled onto its side, holding her tightly in his embrace. He slowly coaxed her into a kiss, teasing her to himself: "You little hypocrite."

  Her small body slowly softened and rubbed against him, making him even more unbearable, his whole body flushed with heat.

  Continue to endure, same procedure as last night, one by one.

  "Is it comfortable like this?"

  ……

  "Do you like this kind of massage force?"

  ……

  "So sensitive, how did your body get so sensitive wherever you touch? I'm so lucky!"

  ……

  "You're too shy to express your special liking reaction in words, no way, you have to speak up and tell me;"

  Your body language is so misleading, I always think that your twists and turns are flirting with me, hinting that I can pounce on you at any time.

  "Can't you just shut up and enjoy it?"

  Xiang Hong couldn't take it anymore, suffering from his all-around teasing and provocation, feeling suffocated to death. How could this man be so shameless?

  "It's really frustrating, you refuse to communicate in language, so I'll just have to rely on my instincts and do whatever feels right." Song Shuyu said, carefully feeling her way, this time her body didn't stiffen up, and she immediately followed through with a joyful momentum.

  Scarlet passion lingering, snow-white small teeth biting the lower lip, apparently she was trying to endure the sound that surged to her throat.

  Song Shuoye immediately pressed his lips there, comforting her shyness while encouraging her: "Good girl, relax, however you are is fine with me, I like it very much."

  "That voice sounds so strange, it doesn't sound like mine." Xiang Hong said softly, feeling embarrassed and having nowhere to hide.

  "That's the most authentic and primitive sound. Before humans had language, such monosyllabic sounds were the most authentic form of communication, just like the heavenly music... I love it to death."

  Song Shu said, "Uh-huh," and suddenly Xiang Hong felt her body trembling with excitement and relaxation due to his monotonous nasal tone. His appearance was really... really too enticing.

  "You seem to react quite obviously when I make such a sound, and I feel the same way." Song Shu Yu patiently induced her.

  "Okay... okay, I'm listening." The voice was small and timid, still biting her lip.

  It turned out that her knot was here, and he was overjoyed, but also understood that he couldn't always say that he liked her a bit more.

  Then he gave her a sly smile: "You're like that with all men, but when it comes to the one you really like, you're not."

  "What's that?" Xiang Hong was naturally concerned about his opinion.

  "It's love, it's joy, it's encouragement, it's all positive affirmations." Song Shuyu patiently teaches the curious baby.

  Xiang Hong listened to him and gradually stopped suppressing herself so deliberately, occasionally responding to his movements, and those strange throat sounds also flowed out in high and low pitches.

  She was so enchanting, Song Shuyu had never seen her look so charming and flirtatious before, especially with that nasal tone of hers, soft and weak, it stimulated him to the point where his blood vessels burst, he ravaged her mercilessly, but soon surrendered automatically.

  He inexplicably felt that trembling sensation, wonderful yet regretful, how could it end so briefly?

  Is this feeling like planting trees for others to enjoy the shade?

  How can there be no loss?

  After some reflection, I think this tree still needs frequent watering to benefit more.

  Then they started regular communication with intimate dependence.

  "How do you feel?" asked a big-tailed wolf first.

  "Just don't mention it tonight, okay?" Xiang Hong weakly protested.

  "Experience needs to be summarized at all times in order to make faster progress, you relax a bit, don't you feel better?" Some people seem to do work summaries like professionals.

  Xiang Hong weakly closed her eyes: "Relax, of course it will feel better. I guess no one likes the feeling of tension."

  "Hmm, I really like the natural sounds you make with your movements, don't suppress them from now on; have you ever felt...felt..." The wolf seemed to be about to say something important.

  "What's wrong?" Xiang Hong vigilantly opened her eyes.

  "Is it... is it that you feel tonight, compared to usual, this time... isn't it a bit shorter?" Song Shuyu pretended to be nonchalant as he stroked her face and met her gaze.

  Dazed - a daze in her eyes - he was somewhat dizzy, slightly tense.

  "What time is it now?"

  "That...that time was a bit shorter." Song Shuyu asked very patiently.

  Xiang Hong stared with wide eyes, with a hint of indignation: "That... what is that? From the time we went to bed till now, it's been over an hour, and you've been making all sorts of noise, doing things unrelated to rest. You still think the time is too short?"

  Song Shuwei was shocked and delighted, this girl made him so happy that he couldn't help but sigh in admiration, after coming back to his senses, he still felt a little melancholy and said:

  "Except for our verbal sparring and the foreplay that gets you physically excited, there isn't actually much time left, is there? I just like it when the final act lasts a bit longer. Don't you feel the same way?"

  Xiang Hong suddenly understood his meaning and couldn't help but stretch out her finger to scrape his face.

  "You're such a big man, how can you be so selfish and shameless?"

  I think that thing, uh... "The woman wanted to cover her face and say it, but was worried about affecting her own momentum, so she had to force herself to criticize the reactionary faction,"It should have started from the kiss, all of them - are the process, what do you mean, those are just foreshadowing?

  "Just to numb my will, you're preparing for the final assault, burning, killing and looting, it's unbearable! And yet, I'm not even addicted!"

  Song Shuwei burst out laughing, thinking that her words were so apt. All she heard was a disdainful curl of her small mouth: "Foreplay? This word is really wonderful, revealing your extremely sinister intentions."

  "Hehe, I confess, I plead guilty. Criticizing each other is the way to progress together, right?" A stone in Song Shuyu's heart had finally fallen to the ground, and Xiao Yatou was so simple and interesting.

  Xiang Hong took a look at his smile, and her two small hands stretched out, holding his face and rubbing it gently.

  "You look like a wolf with a big tail, where is the slightest sign of reflection and guilt? Try putting a thick stick into your stomach during washing and poking it back and forth to see if you can still laugh."

  Song Shuyu was completely stunned...

  The next morning, as soon as the wake-up time arrived, Song Shuyu looked at Sang Hong and thought that after experiencing the thrilling experience of the previous morning, she might be afraid to go again. He wondered whether he should encourage her or follow her lead.

  He thought so, and felt the smooth little body in his arms suddenly slipped out of the quilt, without any hesitation, of course, nor a hint of reluctance.

  It turns out that he is the only one who has lingering affection for this gentle and elegant hometown.

  That girl stood by the bed and roughly stretched out her foot to kick at the quilt, saying: "Whoever gets up late will do the chores."

  What fear is there in that voice?

  He sat up with a sullen expression, deciding to accompany her for the entire morning, and if he found anything abnormal, he would resolutely send her to the hospital without any further compromise.

  "Go ahead, go ahead, I'll clean up the battlefield."

  Xiang Hong smiled triumphantly and rushed into the bathroom.

  Song Shuwei went in, and Sang Hong was brushing her teeth. He looked at the ceramic white tea cup with little hearts painted on it, and the toothbrush with toothpaste squeezed onto it, and couldn't help but think that this girl was truly a sensitive flower, you treat her well, she can always sense it very quickly.

  As soon as he opened the car door, Sang Hong snatched the key and quickly sat in the driver's seat.

  He made an effort with his mouth and turned around to sit in the passenger seat.

  She turned on the interior and exterior lights, carefully scanned the dashboard, then started the car, shifted gears, and drove smoothly along the highway without any hesitation.

  Looks like he's done it before, his movements are decisive.

  He was about to close his eyes and rest when he heard a sentence: "What's the trick to shifting gears without killing the engine?"

  He replied with his eyes closed.

  Turn smoothly and stably without flameout.

  "She spoke up again: 'How can the buttons in here be compared to tanks, with so many fewer?'"

  This car is so standard, how can it be compared with a tank?

  With this thought, Hu Mu suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him: "Have you ever driven a tank?"

  "En, the first day arrived in the afternoon, opened."

  "What else have you driven?" Song Shuyu's gaze focused on her movements.

  "This car." He shifted gears calmly and stepped on the gas.

  "This car, Sang Hong, slow down a bit, you're saying——"

  "What are you nervous about? The captain explained the principles of all the cars in detail, and I also tried a few. In the end, everyone said that if they could drive a tank, everything else would be easy, so I went to specialize in tanks."

  Xiang Hong sat upright with a straight face, her eyes fixed ahead, but in fact she wanted to despise the coward next to her for lacking trust in her.

  Song Shuwei dug into his ears, proving that he hadn't been hallucinating, and no longer dared to close his eyes. He attentively pointed at her, fully focused on helping her get familiar with things as soon as possible.

  "You've never driven a car before, what are you rushing for on the mountain road? How could you crash so badly that afternoon?"

  Song Shuyu thought of her miserable encounter that day.

  "As long as we can grab it, someone will naturally open it. Six groups of half-people and three vehicles, most are people who know how to drive."

  Song Shuoye nodded with a relieved expression: "That's good, that's good."

  He was glad she didn't get the car, otherwise, he would have wondered if she had driven on that terrifying mountain road, thinking about it made him want to wipe his sweat.

  Xiang Hong obviously knew what he was thinking, so she said: "I'm quite curious, but I'm not a fool. Isn't this early? There's no one on the road, otherwise, I would have rushed to open it."

  "Enough, stop talking, you're not even qualified to be a versatile person."

  Entering the camp, at the parking place, Song Shuyu instructed her on how to reverse the car and how to accurately identify the specific distance of obstacles behind the car from the rearview mirror.

  Xiang Hong twisted the steering wheel back and forth, and surprisingly, it really stopped neatly in a parking space.

  The two got off the bus and Zhao Qiankun came over to greet them. He nodded at Sang Hong and urged them to hurry up.

  Song Shuoye still went to grab the gun from Sang Hong's hand: "Today is the same as yesterday, just keep up the speed; if you dare to faint on me again, I'll directly throw you into the hospital."

  Song Shu handed over his gun with a scowl on his face, looking somewhat unwilling.

  Xiang Hong didn't have his usual air of confidence. After thinking for a moment, he weakly dropped the matter and decided not to force it, as they couldn't afford to lose.

  This time Xiang Hong was more well-behaved, with Song Shuyu by her side at a distance that was neither too far nor too close, she had become more steady.

  As he said, set short-term goals and overcome them one by one. The mountain kilometers that made her tremble with fear yesterday didn't seem so long today.

  When they reached the top of the mountain, Song Shuyu looked at her and saw that although she was still sweating and her clothes were wet, she didn't seem to be panting as badly.

  And the speed has increased by five minutes.

  Song Shuyu accompanied her for a short relaxation and then took her down the mountain behind others.

  "This road is so torturous, going uphill makes the tendons on my calf want to snap, and going downhill makes my toes hurt from being pressed against the shoes. Who chose this training camp location? They're sick."

  Xiang Hong muttered under her breath.

  "You still have the energy to complain, looks like the training volume is not enough."

  Song Shuwei was amused, secretly thinking that she had no idea, once becoming a special soldier, the environment and events to be faced would be extremely harsh, where could it be solved by just running around in circles.

  After finishing breakfast, Song Shuyu took Sang Hong to the parking lot to practice driving. He introduced her to each type of car one by one, explaining key points, and then left her alone to practice.

  Xiang Hong patiently shifted gears, turning various car models around in circles and then reversing them a few times before stopping at the parking space specified by Song Shuyu on the other side.

  The cars were all parked in a neat row, and Sang Hong couldn't help but admire her own driving skills.

  Look, right in the middle of the training ground was a small mound of earth.

  She turned her eyes and got on the car, drove around the small mountain for two circles, found the way up, and "roared" up.

  Song Shuwei finished her task and returned, seeing the row of cars parked neatly, she couldn't help but smile. It was clear that she had completed her mission. She immediately turned around and searched for her figure everywhere, and suddenly her eyes were fixed on a small mound in the middle.

  The mouth that was smiling suddenly opened wide.

  All I saw was that car crawling up and down, turning around and coming back, once it came back, it turned its head and started again.

  That speed, one glance and it's clear you're a rookie.

  And others have been taken away by coaches to specialized training rooms, who else can be here except that bold girl?

  This is also too disobedient, learning how to reverse and brake doesn't mean you know how to drive!

  She's also too bold.

  He hastily drove a car over and blocked the road ahead.

  The mulberry is in full bloom and is rushing down, and as soon as it arrives, a car is blocking the intersection, oh no, won't it crash?

  She immediately shifted into low gear and slowly slid down, sliding to the side of the car, where she saw Song Shuyu's dark face.

  He laughed and shook down the car window, waving at him: "Not bad, I completed my task and looked at this little slope with an itchy hand, and before I knew it, I came up, heh heh."

  Song Shuoye silently opened the car door and got out, reaching in to directly pull her out of the driver's seat.

  "Xiang Hong was so frightened that her face turned white: 'What are you doing? What do you want to do?'"

  Song Shuyu covered her with the car cover, pressed down on one side, and gave two loud slaps to her little buttocks.

  This... this is also too humiliating!

  "Why did you hit me?"

  Another two slaps, this time it wasn't just crisp, but painful.

  Fascist.

  Another two slaps, this time Sang Hong was in so much pain that she directly covered her face with her hands.

  "Do you know what's wrong?" The voice was cold.

  "I know." San Hong pouted, looking at the raised palm, and easily surrendered.

  "What's wrong, speak."

  "I shouldn't have been so careless and practiced a few more times." Seeing his hand about to fall, he hastily changed his words, "I shouldn't have rushed up without asking how to go uphill and downhill."

  "There is still." The voice coldly reminded.

  "Whoa... I shouldn't have gotten carried away and sped."

  Xiang Hong had no choice but to speak out about the danger that she herself was also aware of.

  Song Shuwei put her down, panting heavily for a few breaths before calming down and looking at her seriously:

  "Except when absolutely necessary, do not touch any unfamiliar heavy machinery without a teacher's guidance. Humans are sometimes weak compared to these iron monsters; only by familiarizing oneself with the methods of controlling them can one tame them."

  "When others first learn to drive, they're all slow like turtles. How do you have the nerve to speed? If this road had a bigger curve, you'd be waiting for a rollover."

  Xiang Hong looked back at the mound and lowered her head: "Sorry, there won't be a next time. From now on, I will resolutely follow orders for all my actions and never act impulsively."

  Song Shu's face turned gloomy, and he was so angry that he didn't want to talk to her. He turned around and got into the car.

  Xiang Hong ran over and pulled him: "Don't be angry, I know I worried you, I promise it won't happen again."

  Song Shuwei gazed at her for a while and said, "Get on the car."

  Xiang Hong carefully looked at him: "Which one? Are we going to practice or withdraw?"

  "Practice." A word popped out of Song Shuyu's mouth.

  Xiang Hong hastily ran over and sat down beside him.

  Song Shuwei's eyes swept across her face, which was as obedient as a little daughter-in-law, and suddenly he wanted to pounce on her and press her down in the car to practice something else.

  Reason does not allow him to break the rules, it seems that he and this girl are the same, only when he is in a private setting with only two people may be a little weak-minded, while her weakness is smaller - only after getting into bed will there be such symptoms, damn, why can people only go to bed at night?

  He began to be dissatisfied with this habit he had been accustomed to for decades.

  Helplessly withdrew his gaze, didn't even look at her, started the car and shifted gears.

  He drove while explaining the key actions, heading to Tushan Mountain, how to avoid vehicle imbalance due to speed, how to reduce risks, and how to deal with possible sudden situations, demonstrating each point clearly.

  She occasionally had doubts, and he patiently emphasized it again for her.

  The two of them went around the mound one after another for who knows how many times.

  "Is that all? Are you familiar with everything?" Song Shuyu asked solemnly.

  "Got it, thanks." Seeing him put on a serious and professional poker face like a coach, she naturally became more serious.

  Song Shuwei glanced at her: "Now I'll go start the car and provide a distraction to test your adaptability."

  Then, on the training ground, a car was driving normally, and suddenly another car came out of nowhere, accelerating to compete with it; head-on, side-by-side, tailgating, blocking...

  Whatever comes out of savagery is what he brings.

  Xiang Hong was initially flustered and screamed, but was gradually forced to become more skilled, her reactions becoming calm and effective.

  What's even more terrifying is that while she was feeling a little triumphant in her heart, she was going uphill and wondering where he might appear on this small path.

  In the blink of an eye, he was swooping down from the top of the slope, giving her a more terrifying and rapid dive than the one she had just done. Sang Hong's eyes widened in terror - no way, she didn't want to perish with him!!!

  He immediately made his best effort to steer his car to the side of the road, and with a triumphant whistle, one of his wheels was off the ground as he squeezed past her car on the narrow road.

  Shang Hong's hand shook and almost extinguished the fire, hastily calming down to continue accelerating.

  Finally, Sang Hong saw him stop the car, and with a trembling heart, he stopped the car far away from him and ran over.

  He was leaning against the car window, smoking comfortably.

  "How can you drive so horribly, are you trying to scare me to death?" Xiang Hong muttered softly, wiping the sweat beads on her face with her sleeve.

  Song Shuwei gazed at her with narrowed eyes, looking at her small face that was red and sweaty, the fine and dense water droplets on it reflecting the midday sun, exquisitely beautiful without any flaws, the coquettish and charming expression, extremely lovely.

  "What's wrong with you, driving on the road, anything can happen, any kind of crazy driver can be encountered. You're in such a wide training ground, just need to consider this one interference car, what are you complaining about!"

  Xiang Hong pursed her small mouth, not intending to resist. She saw her eyes flash once, and suddenly leaned in close to him, giving him a bright smile.

  Song Shuwei raised an eyebrow warily: "What are you doing? This is a training ground, no sugarcoated cannonballs allowed."

  "I know this is a training ground, who gave you sugar-coated cannonballs?"

  "I want to ask you, how did you just pull off that move? It's so cool! I thought we were going to crash into each other and die together, but you managed to dodge it in such a stylish way!"

  Xiang Hong's eyebrows danced with excitement as she spoke, her small hands gesturing vividly.

  Song Shuwei pursed his lips, flicking the cigarette butt far away with a snap of his fingers, and smiled back at her: "No big deal, you look like that, aren't you thinking I'll teach you?"

  "Ah——" Xiang Hong wanted to cover her face and gave up. Was her thoughts written all over her face or something?

  However, someone said what she wanted to say, and naturally slid down the slope, grabbed his arm and coquettishly said, "Learning from one's own coach doesn't require pretending, I want to learn so much, teach me well?"

  Song Shuwei raised his wrist to check the time, thought for a moment, and said: "These things are all figured out by myself, not within the coach's teaching scope, wait until you've played with the car more times..."

  "Our relationship is so close, can't you just give in a little?" Shan Hong whined and clung to him.

  Song Shu Wei gave her a slanted glance: "Alright, let's compromise. I'll teach you how to drive, and in the future when we go back home, the two of us can... take a bath together in that big bathtub, okay?"

  "What? How can a stunt and a bathtub be connected?" As soon as she heard his words, San Hong's small face turned bright red.

  "Just take a massage bath together, these few days of accompanying you to shower, our training intensity is not relaxed, fatigue will accumulate"

  And such a beautiful bathtub, wouldn't it be a waste not to use it? It's just for washing, why are you blushing?" Song Shuyu said with an innocent face.

  Xiang Hong thought of that multi-functional bathtub and couldn't help but salivate, thinking of those dazzling driving skills made her itchy, plus this guy said it was just a pure bath, she naturally couldn't refuse, but always felt that this thing was quite evil.

  "The bathroom light can't be turned on so brightly, it's too embarrassing."

  Song Shuyu couldn't help but laugh from the bottom of his heart and repeatedly said yes, so the agreement was reached.

  Xiang Hong immediately sat down beside him. He leaned over to help her fasten her seatbelt: "You have to get used to wearing this, it increases all sorts of safety factors."

  Xiang Hong nodded repeatedly and raised her hand to adjust the safety belt on her body to a comfortable position.

  After practicing for a while, Sang Hong got the hang of it. She exclaimed "Ah ah ah" as she leaned her body to one side and made the wheel spin on the ground.

  Song Shuoye was startled and nervous by her, but then thought of the scene when she first learned this trick, and couldn't help but relax and smile.

  This girl is so bold, he doesn't even know where her confidence comes from, and can't figure out what makes this little girl always fearless.

  The two of them practiced together for a while longer. When it was time for dinner, Sang Hong got off and went over to put the car near the small mound back in place.

  Song Shuoyu slowly followed behind her, watching as she played tricks in front of him, occasionally shouting out in a high-pitched voice.

  Isn't he old? Why is his nerve always so tense?

  Good heavens! It must be this mischievous little girl's doing.

  ……

  After dinner, Wang Xiaoshuai drove over to find Song Shuyu, handed him something, and Song Shuyu took it and put it in his pocket.

  Afternoon before 4 o'clock is still free practice, at half past four to the back mountain to start fighting for cars, everyone directly draws lots to determine which group starts the car, because there are two more Song Shuyu and Sang Hong, the number of cars on the mountain has become four, so that the group without a car to grab has one more chance.

  Song Shuyu grabbed the car, which was a convertible off-road vehicle that was easy to hijack. Although there was a windshield in front, the autumn wind blew against his face, and it was still cool and refreshing.

  He immediately took Sang Hong and rushed to the back mountain, as long as he appeared on the competition site at 4:30.

  Xiang Hong felt a sense of fear as she faced the steep and winding mountain road, which was far beyond comparison with the small slope where she practiced driving.

  "Go ahead, I'm beside you, don't be afraid, you have a talent for mechanical things." Song Shuyu encouraged her as she saw that she was somewhat intimidated.

  Xiang Hong let out a "pa" sound, trying to deny the fear in her heart.

  Song Shuwei stood up straight and sternly stared at her: "But also don't become arrogant, and take it lightly."

  She had no choice but to tone down her temper, stretch her limbs, obediently get on the car and fasten her seatbelt.

  Song Shuyu soon couldn't hold on, this girl made a few turns, and saw that it was not much different from the small slope, the momentum suddenly came up, driving the car whizzing by, and she practiced what she had learned in the morning, one by one.

  Vivid and lifelike

  "The car behind is honking, move away quickly——"

  The car suddenly swerved from the middle of the road to the side, but just as he was about to cry out in alarm, it steadied and continued on its way.

  He touched his short hair and glanced at the wheel hub under him, which was pressing against the roadside curb, and cold sweat broke out instantly.

  "A car is coming from the front at high speed, get out of the way quickly!"

  Then Song Shuyu felt the car tilt, and she actually dared to use a special move!

  Cough, cough, cough - He sat on the side that was raised high, seemingly sitting steadily, his eyes glanced at the deep and unfathomable cliff on her side, this time he changed to be covered in sweat all over.

  Xiang Hong didn't care about Gu Xi's face at all, and with a single-minded devotion, she demonstrated everything he had taught her that morning. The various moves were dazzling, the screams of excitement and shock mingled with her erratic driving skills, making Song Shuyu feel like vomiting blood in his abdomen. He thought it was a pity that this girl didn't go into acting, as she would have been great material.

  Even someone as strong as him would feel such emotions—

  Where is hell? He felt like he was wandering on the edge of a path leading to hell.

  Where is paradise? Several times he thought he could touch the gates of heaven with his hands.

  He was so regretful, leaning on - if he hadn't worn his seatbelt, could he have jumped out smoothly?

  But looking at the lively little girl by his side, how could he show a bit of timidity?

  Several times he wanted to knock her out and drive away with the car himself.

  Hold on, hold on, must hold on! Don't lose your composure, don't lose your composure, absolutely can't lose your composure!

  ……

  On that road, she drove back and forth several times. Seeing Song Shuyu's unchanging expression, Sang Hong couldn't help but stifle a laugh and say: "Be proud, you've taught such a good disciple like me so quickly."

  Song Shuyu patted his own forehead with his hand, how come he always did such self-inflicted things: "Can't you just calm down a bit?"

  "I also want to stop, but once I hold the steering wheel, I yearn to practice all my skills. After all, I'm a novice, or you drive and let me observe again!"

  Xiang Hong felt her nerves were tense enough, so she spoke out for help.

  Song Shuyu nodded, and she hastily stopped the car and switched seats with him.

  Song Shuoye started the car and drove steadily, glancing at her: "Later when those people rush to grab the car, you need to pay attention to these dangerous sections, can't be scared by others jumping onto the car and getting flustered, driving into a ditch."

  "Uh, can you drive and let me take a nap?"

  Xiang Hong couldn't help but think of how she had clung to the taxi drivers that day, pestering them until they were fed up, and although she got beaten up without getting a ride, she knew that if she were driving with such distractions, she would definitely get into an accident.

  "Ugh, this is really too awkward. I just started driving today, so let me avoid disturbing you. It's not going to work out anyway. Please, you drive instead."

  Song Shu Wei narrowed his eyes: "Sheng Shu, you were so bold just now, have you ever seen a newcomer who dares to be so crazy on their first day?"

  "Hey—isn't that without interference?" Xiang Hong smiled with a dog leg, "For the safety of both of us, don't you think you should take on the heavy responsibility unconditionally?"

  Song Shu said nothing, he took a look at her and his heart softened, then helplessly said: "You take care of yourself, don't get thrown under the wheels, I'll drive, but you need to strengthen your training."

  "Yes." Xiang Hong felt a weight lift off her shoulders and immediately responded in a crisp tone.

  Song Shuoye drove the car to the edge of the forest at the foot of the mountain, looked at her and sighed: "Your fists are too weak, and you're not allowed to use weapons, how can you protect yourself?"

  "There's nothing much, at most they'll catch me and throw me under the car, I can still get up and chase after them." San Hong said with a calm face.

  "Alright, since your attack power won't increase for a while, let's practice our defensive skills instead."

  Song Shuyu glanced at the time and said, "Why don't you practice how to jump off the car and climb back on? That way, if the car is snatched away, we can still go snatch other people's. The key is not to get hurt when losing."

  Xiang Hong kept saying that her fists were really useless among these people, others could withstand several of her punches, but she couldn't bear the pain when they hit her once, attacking vital parts, all are comrades, competing is about open skills, how can you play dirty tricks?

  It's frustrating, when I first learned boxing, my heart ached for my small fists, only learning clean and agile moves that didn't seem to cause much harm. Who would have thought that one day, just one shortcoming would make her disadvantage so apparent?

  No longer dared to have a fluke mentality, and very seriously thought of asking Song Shuyu for advice.

  Song Shuoyu said "hold on" and started the car, accelerating suddenly, with a brief boost of power, whooshing sound, the car directly crossed over the wide ditch between the road surface and the forest.

  In the midst of Sang Hong's scream, he fell into the woods on the other side of the road, and then opened a few steps further away. There was a relatively wide open space, where he jumped off the car and glanced at Sang Hong, whose face had turned pale: "What are you screaming about? You're scared too?"

  Xiang Hong came back to her senses and found herself sitting properly in the car. The feeling of just now was too cool, and when she glanced at his cunning expression, she suddenly thought of her own mischief on the mountain road. Where did she have the face to blame him? "Hehe" laughed and jumped down: "This trick is great, teach me next time?"

  Song Shuwei suppressed the urge to roll her eyes and thought to herself, "You think I taught you this so you could use it to scare me? You're dreaming."

  "Alright, when I'm in a good mood, I'll teach you." After finishing speaking, he stepped on the fallen leaves on the ground. "Now, let's do some warm-up exercises to loosen up our muscles and bones first, or we won't be able to withstand the impact."

  Shang Hong listened to him answer quite readily, and then obediently started to chop, press his legs down, and flip over, his movements as smooth as a acrobat.

  Song Shuyu was also doing some simple preparatory exercises, and he himself was quite proud of his physical flexibility. But when he saw the other person's appearance, he immediately felt that if this man wanted to compete with women in terms of flexibility, it would only be a self-exposure of his shortcomings. Women's limbs are naturally much softer than men's.

  However, Sang Hong is after all from a mixed gym background, and many movements are demonstrative, to put it bluntly, they are just for show, but without a good foundation, this facade obviously can't be achieved.

  He looked at her for a while and found that she was inadequate, so he went over to support her waist and instruct her on how to move in order to achieve better training results.

  Shang Hong learned with a humble heart and demonstrated some common actions that he was familiar with.

  This little waist is so soft, and its elasticity is really good!

  How can this leg be kicked forward, backward, and sideways, yet still stay perfectly on top of his head? If it were wrapped around his waist... Song Shuyu couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration, thinking that this girl's body could actually move in such ways. No wonder the first night was so effortless, he had thought she was just dizzy, but it turned out she had such great foundation.

  Thinking of the purple bruises on her shoulders, elbows and knees that didn't fade even after applying red flower oil, he put away his lustful thoughts and wholeheartedly taught her how to cushion the impact when falling.

  He demonstrated it, and Sang Hong also did a few serious ones. Then he beckoned her to come at him, and the two of them exchanged blows, with him calling out reminders about the moves and forces she could use.

  Xiang Hong was also scared that day, but after being thrown by him several times, she didn't feel so frightened anymore. The action had been practiced hundreds of times in the mechanical sound of his clapping.

  "That's enough for now. You lack experience against a real opponent; this move can only be honed better when used against an enemy. Take a break."

  As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Hong suddenly fell to the ground with his limbs splayed out and was left only panting.

  Song Shuwei turned around and took the water from the car, standing beside her, only to see that on the thick golden yellow leaves, she was stretching out without any defense, her small face flushed, her watery eyes, her small chest heaving up and down, beckoning him to come closer.

  Look around, there is no one in sight, and his courage suddenly swelled up.

  "Thirsty?" He asked while drinking water, looking down at him with an air of superiority that made his blood boil.

  As soon as Xiang Hong heard his slightly hoarse voice, she became vigilant and quickly rolled to one side, ready to jump up.

  She felt a dark shadow looming over her, and before she knew it, Song Shuyu had already wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her captive in his embrace.

  "Y-you... what's wrong?"

  Song Shuwei took a look at her expression, snapped back to reality, blinked his eyes, restrained himself from the urge to pounce on her, and thought that it was neither the right time nor place, so he'd better not ask for trouble.

  He took a deep breath and pulled out the small thing that Wang Xiaoshuai had sent him at noon from his pocket.

  "The climbing rope I used to use has been high-techized to this extent, you see." He said, handing it over for her to look at.

  As soon as Hong heard it, she knew it was that magical thing he had promised to help her climb with ease.

  He immediately happily went over and studied with him together.

  Song Shuoye understood the principle inside, and suddenly had interest. He saw him put the precision steel ring on his wrist, pressed a button on the top of the main trunk of the poplar tree, and a thin iron claw with a shiny silver thread locked onto the front poplar tree with a swish. This was too fine, he tentatively pulled to test its load-bearing capacity.

  Then his body jumped, and that silver thread actually emitted a huge pulling force, pulling the ring on his arm upwards.

  He slowly and steadily used his limbs, easily following the pull of the force, and agilely climbed up the tree.

  Good stuff!

  He secretly admired him.

  He patiently controlled the direction and magnitude, pondering the effective way to manipulate it.

  The principle of this thing is consistent with what he originally wanted, it's just more convenient and portable.

  He immediately used the silver thread to jump and swing between the trees, extremely agile.

  Jumped down excitedly and told Sang Hong the usage of the button, telling her how to use force, how to control direction when jumping, so as not to be pulled by force and hit obstacles in the middle.

  Xiang Hong had used a similar tool tied to her waist in the gym before, which was also very thin. Due to everyone's fear of new equipment, under her own initiative, she was asked to tie double insurance on herself before allowing her to climb.

  But at the time she was too young, and the pull of that thing was too great. She floated lightly and easily up to the high ceiling of the indoor climbing wall, where she got stuck and couldn't get down.

  Later that thing was gone, and even such a flexible little girl could be hung up, of course it's impossible to use for rock climbing customers.

  Xiang Hong thought her right hand was more agile and powerful, so she stretched out her right hand to let Song Shuyu help her put it on. The ring was made extremely delicate, although it was metal, but there was no coolness or stiffness, wearing it on her wrist, like a very modern wrist accessory.

  After adjusting her sleeves, Shang Hong pulled up the other sleeve, giggling and putting her two arms together for Song Shuyu to see. On her slender white wrists, there were two wristlets side by side, one black and one silver, looking both cool and pleasing to the eye.

  "Pretty good?" Sang Hong said with great satisfaction.

  "It's a waste if this thing is just beautiful, practicality is the foundation."

  Xiang Hong followed Song Shuyu's guidance, slowly pondering the degree and method of control.

  In just a few dozen minutes, she was able to leisurely swing back and forth among the trees, her crisp laughter and exclamations making Song Shuyu feel extremely comfortable as he lay resting on the ground.

  Above was the azure sky, below were the golden leaves, and a tall white poplar tree stood upright with its slender figure, its leaves slowly falling, and that agile figure fluttering around him.

  She has these two things to protect herself, and generally speaking, safety is not a concern.

  Xiang Hong played for a while, got tired, put away her things and jumped down, sitting beside him.

  He gently lifted his head, she looked at him and obediently moved over, letting him lean against her leg.

  He reached out and grabbed her wrist, saying: "Hong Hong, this kind of thing may not be a big deal here, but outside it's very eye-catching. Remember, when you're outside, don't use it casually, especially this flying dart. You have to keep it hidden as if your life depends on it, can't let others know. If possible, try not to use it at all."

  Xiang Hong smiled and lowered her head, her fingers gently touching the ends of his sharp eyebrows and the cold, angular contours of his face. It turned out that this kind of iron-blooded tenderness was the most heart-moving.

  Those thin lips are moist and angular, with a good lip shape. Suddenly, Sang Hong felt a little thirsty and wanted to taste that intoxicating touch.

  Dazed and confused, he lowered his head and went down.

  Song Shu Yu foolishly stared at her face, which was getting bigger and bigger in front of him. She gently closed her eyes, pouted her lips and leaned forward, that adorable look made his heart beat wildly.

  It's time, ah ah ah, Song Shuyu has never been so regretful. Why did he park the car here? Why didn't he drive further into the woods? This is her first time taking the initiative to kiss him, what to do what to do what to do?

  The scarlet lips, as she had expected, touched the target. She curiously stretched out her small tongue to lick it - so comfortable, smooth and shiny. But, but...it felt a bit strange. She touched and licked again, wondering why this mouth felt not only smooth and shiny, but also cool, and wasn't soft at all. Most importantly, why didn't it feel like lips?

  Did I kiss the wrong place?

  She reluctantly expanded the area of invasion, Ahhh--- how could this be his red and soft lips?!

  She gloomily and stealthily narrowed her eyes to take a peek, but they suddenly widened as she saw Song Shuyu's eyes filled with a smile directed at her. On his lips was a golden yellow poplar leaf pinched by his fingers.

  She kissed a leaf, her face turned bright red, especially when she met his sly gaze. She was so embarrassed that she grabbed the hand holding the leaf and pressed it to the ground, then lowered her head and fiercely printed her small mouth on the thin lips hiding behind the leaf.

  Song Shuwei let out a soft laugh, and with the momentum, he rolled over and pinned her down, his eyes lingering on her small face as he licked his lips and said, "We'll settle this when we get home tonight. You actually dared to sneak a kiss from me."

  "Who stole it?" Xiang Hong stretched out her arm and pulled his neck, smiling slyly as she was about to kiss him.

  Song Shuoye hugged her and rolled over, dissolving her sneak attack. With one arm propping up the ground, the two of them stood up together.

  He helped her tidy up her messy short hair, patted the wrinkles on her clothes: "They're coming, if you have the guts, let's play a kiss and then have a wild battle here, otherwise, no kissing."

  Hong Xiang concentrated her mind and immediately heard the sound of cars and slogans coming from afar, then she joined her hands together in respect and bowed to him, saying: "Amitabha, I was wrong, I was wrong. This humble woman almost fell into the devil's trap because of a momentary carelessness, ruining her reputation for this life. Forget it, forget it, let's just pretend we didn't have that one kiss, lest we fan the flames and get burned."

  He imitated Fahai's dialogue from a local opera with a straight face and a rounded tone, making Song Shuyu unable to help but laugh.

  The two of them looked at each other and smiled, both with a bashful expression on their faces.

  Xiang Hong covered up in general, and helped him straighten out the slight crease on his back as he got into the car.

  Two people drove suddenly out of the woods and onto the road, then turned around and stopped.

  Song Shuyu simply briefed her on tactics and reminded her to cherish this good training opportunity.

  Those three cars arrived quickly, and the remaining three groups of people shouted slogans and rushed over.

  Zhao Qiankun unexpectedly also drove a car to follow and assist.

  He simply arranged the task and drove away with the three groups of people who needed to hijack the car.

  Song Shuyu and their number is fourth, naturally went to the end.

  This time's training session opened everyone's eyes.

  First, those few groups of people let the cars in front go, and they all set their sights on Song Shuyu's car. With two fists against four hands, could he still handle so many people while driving?

  As for Sang Hong's resistance, it was completely ignored from the very beginning.

  Just as they were halfway up the slope, the first possible ambush forest appeared. Song Shuyu looked at the guy jumping from the tree to the car and slowed down the speed, letting him jump on. Sang Hong immediately seized the opportunity and took advantage of his unsteady footing to punch him in the face. It was Cao Meng, who was kicked off by her as soon as he dodged.

  Cao Meng did not expect that in such a cramped car, she could still kick out and attack.

  After landing, he saw him take advantage of the momentum to roll and run quickly, a rope had already been thrown along his arm, tightly grasping the car, and the fat man who was waiting in front and had just adjusted with him, quickly broke off a large tree branch, the branch crashed to the ground, blocking the road, taking advantage of Song Shuyu's deceleration, he pounced on it and opened it.

  Behind him, Cao Meng had already grabbed the rope and jumped onto the carriage. With a small movement, he reached out to grab Sang Hong's incoming punch. Sang Hong leaned back, and the fat man who was fighting with Song Shuyu saw an opportunity and immediately swung his fist at her.

  Only to see Sang Hong's waist suddenly fold, and he fell backwards until his head hit the edge of the car. He lay on his back, exerting force, when Song Shu Yu let out a low growl from behind him. With one punch, he sent Cao Meng tumbling down from the position Sang Hong had vacated. Sang Hong had already flipped onto her side along the edge of the car, leaning against the back of the chair, and with a series of kicks, she kicked Cao Meng all the way down.

  Song Shuwei's car suddenly overturned, frightening both of them into hastily rolling onto the roadside.

  Who would have thought that someone would still dare to back up the slope, fortunately they were thinking of getting up again and continuing, almost got stuck in the wheels, just thinking about where to attack next, only to see the car retreat, add strength, and bring the screams of the people on the car from the big tree branch fly over, landed after a pause, slid down half a foot along the slope, and then took advantage of the obstruction of the branches, added strength and rushed away quickly.

  Cao Meng stared blankly and said: "Fatty, isn't this car from the training grounds? How can it be so powerful?"

  "This is strange, could it be a modified off-road vehicle?" Fatso responded somewhat slowly.

  Cao Meng couldn't help but smile and admire him, trying to conceal his admiration: "He's not even supposed to be here at our training camp, let alone show off his skills. All I can say is that the captain's driving skills are impressive, this is a move that not everyone dares to try, truly, one sight is worth more than a hundred hearsays."

  Two people walked forward in silence.

  Song Shuwei and the others had just opened up a gap when they encountered two more groups of interceptors. The two of them, one strong and one gentle, coordinated extremely tacitly, and actually managed to escape the encirclement.

  Xiang Hong rubbed her numb little fist and smiled bitterly: "How can hitting someone be so painful?"

  Song Shuwei didn't say a word, he just accelerated and rushed forward with full horsepower.

  "Why don't we try hijacking a car and let them practice their skills?"

  Song Shuwei looked at the rear of the car in front and said to Sang Hong.

  Xiang Hong felt a bit apprehensive, thinking that if they got into an accident, it would be terrifying.

  "So, as soon as our car catches up, we'll abandon it and jump onto their car together. We'll beat them down, remember the self-defense moves I taught you? Even if you're beaten down, don't get hurt, there are big trees all along this road, allowing you to use that silver rope."

  Song Shuwei's tone was never one of negotiation with her from the start.

  Xiang Hong smiled as soon as he said that it was allowed to use that thing. She was truly fearless, full of confidence.

  The two of them worked together in perfect harmony, rampaging through the streets with a flurry of punches and kicks, one as fierce as the wind and the other as agile as a monkey, their coordination so seamless that it left onlookers stunned and unable to get close.

  Finally, even Zhao Qiankun couldn't avoid having his car stolen.

  He himself and Song Shuyu's kung fu skills are evenly matched, but he is at a disadvantage because he is alone, driving the car while also dealing with Sang Hong occasionally swinging from the rope to kick him in mid-air.

  This time, Zhao Gan didn't punish the person who lost his hand and walked home. Instead, he gathered three cars together to collect the remaining defeated soldiers behind him, followed by Song Shuyu's car, and rushed back to the camp along the slope.

  All along the way, everyone was enthusiastically discussing the effectiveness of this combination, without any sense of defeat.

  Song Shuyu and Sang Hong were in the camp, everyone was sitting, commenting on today's tactics gains and losses. Song Shuyu pointed out one by one the weaknesses of those guys who had exchanged blows with him, convincing, but being knocked down with just three punches and two kicks, he pointed out their weak points one by one.

  Zhao Ganqun also made a detailed analysis of Sang Hong's skills, saying that her strengths lay in her agility and quickness, while her weaknesses were in her physical endurance, reminding Song Shuyu to strengthen his training.

  Everyone asked him how long he and Shang Hong had practiced to be able to coordinate so tacitly, Song Shu Yu smiled and said:

  "This is Captain Zhao's strong point. If any of you were to team up with him, he would bring out the maximum potential in his partner, and they would complement each other perfectly."

  Everyone is shouting, but it's unclear why.

  Zhao Ganqun stood up and said: "If your strength is strong enough to a certain extent, then as soon as the opponent makes a move, you can easily see his weaknesses and advantages. If it's an ally, bless him to play well; if it's an opponent, suppress him and make him unable to display his skills."

  All of this is said with absolute crushing advantage;

  "With a combination of your strength, you should think about the other's strengths, use your own strengths to match and complement your partner's strengths, in order to stand out from the crowd, rather than just being a basic complementary pair."

  Xiang Hong's face suddenly turned red, the reason for this overwhelming victory was that there was such a strong guy by her side, thinking of her physical weakness, she made up her mind to train hard.

  After dinner and back home, Sang Hong originally wanted to take a bath, but thinking of Song Shuyu's words "let's take a bath together" earlier in the day, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

  Song Shuyu had already gone in to fill the bathtub with water, she covered up her panic and sat on the sofa holding the remote control randomly watching TV, nor did she realize what content she was watching.

  Song Shuyu came out and saw a certain woman sitting upright, staring at the TV with wide eyes, looking very demure. He walked over in surprise and sat down beside her, stretching out his long arm to pull her into his embrace. The woman felt somewhat tense, didn't even have the courage to glance up at him, and could only sit there stiffly, pretending to be engrossed in the show.

  He followed her line of sight and blinked several times, what was going on upstairs? An idol drama, where a young couple gazed into each other's eyes, entranced. So she liked this kind of thing!

  Digression

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