Make a Living by Your Face [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.1

4.6 - Brother and sister

　　The stretched Lincoln was driving in the night. Shen Mian was held in Qin Zheng's arms. The man was breathing softly beside his ear, and his breath sprayed on his ear, feeling a little hot.

　　Shen Mian's wrist was sore, and his fair and delicate palm was rubbed red, but the thing under his palm only became more energetic. Qin Zheng looked at him leisurely, as if he was laughing at him.

　　Shen Mian pursed her pink petals, then suddenly leaned close to the man's ear and whispered, "Boss Qin, I've always been served by others, and I've never served others before. I may not be very skilled, and it would be bad if I hurt you."

　　Qin Zheng kissed his sweat-soaked temples and said, "Practice makes perfect."

　　Shen Mian: "..."

　　What are you saying seriously???

　　He was silent for a long moment, then suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled seductively: "Boss Qin, what's the point of this? It's uncomfortable and unsatisfying. It's better to fight with real swords and guns. What do you think?"

　　As she said this, she was about to unbutton the man's shirt.

　　Qin Zheng grabbed his wrist and said, "It's time to temper your temper. Continue."

　　The last two words he said were so powerful that Shen Mian's mouth twitched. He couldn't help but ask, "Qin Zheng, are you deliberately making things difficult for me?"

　　Qin Zheng raised his lips and said, "I thought this little thing wouldn't be a problem for Director Shen."

　　"..."

　　It shouldn't have been difficult, but the man's extraordinary talent had worn out all his patience.

　　He just wanted to measure his luck value, but why is it so difficult?

　　...

　　After an unknown amount of time, Qin Zheng finally let him go.

　　As the man's breath suddenly sank, Shen Mian only felt his palms slightly hot, and something passed through his fingers. The man's voice was low and pleasant, and he whispered softly: "You did a good job."

　　Qin Zheng took out a handkerchief and wiped his palms clean, then held his wrists and gently massaged them. After Shen Mian was no longer seriously injured, he opened the car door and said, "Go to bed early."

　　It turned out that they had already arrived at Shen Mian's residence.

　　Shen Mian didn't rush to get out of the car, but turned around and smiled: "Boss Shen, why don't you go upstairs and sit down?"

　　Undoubtedly, this was an invitation, and both of them knew it.

　　Qin Zheng narrowed his eyes, his deep black eyes reflected Shen Mian's delicate and beautiful face, plump red lips, and clear pupils, which were particularly seductive in the night. This person knew very well how to be more attractive, and was also good at controlling people's hearts and treating everyone as a plaything.

　　But if it is too easy to get, how can he cherish it? In the end, he might become what Shen Shubai calls a "fleeting romance".

　　Qin Zheng was silent for a while, then he suddenly stretched out his arms, circled Shen Mian's slender waist, pressed him in his arms, and tightly blocked his two pink lips.

　　After kissing enough, he pushed Shen Mian out of the car and drove away.

　　"????"

　　Shen Mian stood alone in the wind, looking disheveled. Both of the Qin brothers must be poisonous.