The stepsister of a peasant family in a book is spoiled by the big brothers

Song Ruize didn't understand and asked, "Why do you want to coax her?"

Qin Huiyin lowered her eyes and twisted her fingers: "If you want to marry her, you have to coax her, right?"

Song Ruize frowned, moved closer to Qin Huiyin, and looked at her seriously: "Who is talking nonsense in your ear again?"

"Isn't it?" Qin Huiyin glared at him. "If you didn't like her, why would you hug her at the horse farm?"

It's impossible that you would hug someone even if you don't like him. What's the difference between you and a scumbag?

Qin Huiyin thought so and looked him up and down, her eyes full of suspicion. She didn't see any potential in him to be a scumbag.

"I didn't hug her." Song Ruize retorted instinctively, trying hard to recall what happened that day at the racecourse.

and many more……

When the little girl said he smelled bad that day, wasn't she talking about the sweat on his body, but the fact that he had hugged Princess Minghua?

A gleam flashed in his eyes.

When he looked at the little girl in front of him again, the sharpness in his eyes faded and he regained his composure.

"That day I rejected her, and she lost her balance and fell towards me. It looked like I hugged her, but I didn't."

"Don't you like her?"

"Why should I like her?" Song Ruize said, "I don't know her well."

"Then do you have someone you like?" Qin Huiyin looked into Song Ruize's eyes.

Song Ruize looked back, and when he saw Qin Huiyin avoiding his gaze, his suspicions grew. He felt a fire burning in his chest, and a bold guess took shape in his mind, making him want to ask the question in his heart.

"Does Yinyin care about whether Brother likes someone?" Song Ruize asked, "Why?"

"If you marry a wicked sister-in-law, my life will be difficult." Qin Huiyin curled her lips.

"Don't worry, if I get married one day, it will definitely be someone Yinyin likes." Song Ruize said, lifting the hair by her ear.

His fingers gently stroked her earlobe, like caressing a beautiful pearl.

"You've been so busy lately. We haven't had a meal together for a long time. Can you have something to eat with your brother?"

Qin Huiyin felt more and more uncomfortable as she listened to Song Ruize's voice.

Ever since she figured out her feelings, she was a little afraid to be alone with Song Ruize. Everything he said and did always teased her.

Song Ruize took her hand.

Qin Huiyin wanted to pull it back, but the latter held it too tightly and didn't give her the chance.

The food was served. Qin Huiyin wasn't hungry, so she didn't eat much. Song Ruize didn't eat much, but he did drink quite a bit. Seeing him drink glass after glass, Qin Huiyin realized something was wrong and quickly stopped him, forbidding him to drink any more. However, he was already drunk.

There were not many servants in the Song residence, and at this time those few servants seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth. Qin Huiyin could only help him back to his room personally.

Fortunately, although Song Ruize was drunk, he was still conscious, and it didn't take much effort to help him back to the room.

"Huh..." Qin Huiyin helped him onto the bed.

She was about to take off Song Ruize's shoes, but Song Ruize hugged her waist.

Qin Huiyin bumped into his chest, her forehead hurt, and she said angrily: "You are not allowed to drink so much in the future."

Song Ruize opened his eyes, which were full of mist.

He grabbed her hand, placed it on his lips and kissed it: "Yinyin..."

Qin Huiyin felt as if she was burned by fire. She wanted to pull her hand back, but she couldn't shake his strength.

"Actually, there's another way. Yinyin doesn't have to worry about having a bad sister-in-law."

Qin Huiyin blushed: "What...method?"

Song Ruize kissed the back of her hand, his eyes seductive: "If Yinyin marries brother, she won't have such troubles."

Qin Huiyin's eyes widened: "You are drunk."

"Yinyin, we are not related by blood, so why can't I?" Song Ruize looked at her aggrievedly, "Other women are all scourges, but Yinyin is the only one who won't hurt me."

Qin Huiyin wanted to pull her hand back: "Let go first, let go quickly."

Song Ruize smiled bitterly: "Yinyin doesn't like me either..."

"No...let me go first." Qin Huiyin was confused.

Song Ruize was like an abandoned puppy, his eyes were red.

He looked at her with accusing eyes, as if she had done something unfaithful.

"Yinyin has ignored me these past few days. Is it because I hate you? Is it because Yinyin has a crush on someone and doesn't want me anymore?"

Qin Huiyin: "..."

Could he please not speak in that tone? It doesn't fit with his personality.

"Yinyin, all the men out there are bad. Don't like them. Like your brother, okay?"

Song Ruize said this, gently stroking her delicate cheek, his eyes becoming aggressive.

Qin Huiyin felt like she was almost unable to breathe.

She was a solo woman in her past and present lives, and suddenly encountered relationship problems. Her first reaction was panic and anxiety, and she didn't know how to deal with it.

"If you like me, you can do whatever you want. Everything I have is yours, and everything you have is still yours."

Qin Huiyin grabbed his palm, stuffed his hand back into the quilt, and said in a panic: "You are drunk, go to bed."

After saying that, she ran out.

Song Ruize watched Qin Huiyin disappear.

He closed his eyes, his mind racing.

Judging from her reaction just now, she was not angry or shocked, but just shy and at a loss.

She didn't reject him.

So, he has a chance.

This move today was a very risky one. If she felt the slightest bit of disgust, she would distance herself from him, and even their brother-sister relationship would be untenable.

It was precisely because this step was so difficult that he hesitated for so many years. If he hadn't seen how much she cared about Lady Minghua, he wouldn't have dared to take this gamble.

The faint light of fire gave him hope. He took a great risk to expose his own thoughts and forced himself to take a big step forward.

Next, he wants to strike while the iron is hot.

He wanted to occupy that position in her heart before he could accommodate someone else, leaving no chance for anyone else.

Qin Huiyin returned to the room, patted her chest, and tried to calm down.

But I can't calm down.

Her heart felt like it was beating like a little rabbit drum, and she couldn't calm down.

——Don’t like them, like your brother, okay?

Qin Huiyin threw herself onto the bed and covered herself with the quilt.

"He was drunk. I'm afraid he didn't even know what he said. Go to sleep. Nothing happened after a good night's sleep."

In the middle of the night, Qin Huiyin woke up from her dream.

She gasped, recalling the scenes in her dream, her eyes full of regret.

She's really crazy.

The dream just now was too absurd.

There was a thud of something heavy hitting the wall next door, which made Qin Huiyin very worried. She immediately put on her shoes and went out to the next room.

There was a pillow on the ground. It turned out that the pillow had fallen down.

Qin Huiyin picked up the pillow and put it back. When she was about to leave, Song Ruize kicked the quilt away again.

She went over and covered him with the quilt.

In the darkness of the night, all his sharpness was hidden, and he looked so harmless.

Qin Huiyin's gaze rested on his lips.

That dream just now...

No, she couldn't look him in the eye anymore.

She hurried out of the room.