The bad girl wears the skirt quickly: the male protagonist is the servant

The sight followed her into the cabin in the woods until it disappeared.

Jian Ci'an kindly introduced everything around her to her, and Mu Qingqing responded absent-mindedly.

He paused and said, "I..."

Mu Qingqing rubbed her head and interrupted him impatiently: "I'm a little tired and want to rest first."

Mu Qingqing casually placed her hand on the railing beside her, her rejection of others was obvious.

Jian Ci'an nodded: "Okay, you take a rest first, call me if you need anything."

He also didn't want to push people too hard.

The girl turned and walked towards the wooden house, her figure swaying, her high heels making a squeaking sound on the floor.

As soon as she entered the door, she was suddenly pulled in by a big hand.

Mu Qingqing screamed in fear and someone covered her mouth and pressed her against the door frame.

"Hush, little beauty, don't make a sound."

Squinting her eyes to adjust to the view in the room, she saw an elegant and handsome man. His strong arms were around her waist, and his broad chest was pressed tightly against her body.

The heat from the other person's body was clearly transmitted to Mu Qingqing, and her heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

The crimson lips slowly curled up, and threatening words came out: "If you move again, I will break your waist."

As if to prove his words, the arms around her waist kept tightening.

Mu Qingqing couldn't help but cry out in pain. The softness of her chest rubbed against him lightly. Embarrassment appeared on her face. She raised her misty eyes and begged him.

A hint of emotion flashed across Zuo Ling's sharp eyes, and he relaxed a little.

Mu Qingqing took the opportunity to push him away, but Zuo Ling quickly pulled her back and held her hands.

The man seemed to have been hit by something bad, and his whole body was burning hot.

Those sharp eyes occasionally revealed unspeakable emotions.

Strong and tumbling.

stab-

The sound of clothes tearing was particularly harsh in the air.

The priceless dress she was wearing instantly turned into a worthless piece of cloth.

Mu Qingqing widened her eyes slightly and tried to struggle to break free from the man's control.

Zuo Ling glanced at her and wrapped the cloth around her hand in the look of fear in her eyes.

The man hooked his long legs and the chair moved towards Mu Qingqing's butt, pressing her to sit on it, and then someone started to wrap around her.

After a moment, Mu Qingqing, who was tied up on the chair, was now confused.

She saw this extremely handsome man take off his shirt in front of her, then go into the bathroom without looking back.

Under the cover of the sound of water, some inappropriate sounds were made.

Ok……

Ok?

Tore off her clothes and tied her to a chair?

Take a cold shower yourself?

Is this because he is afraid that she will molest him?

Mu Qingqing: ...

Humiliation, so humiliating!

She has a curvy figure, fair skin and is incredibly sexy.

With such a delicate beauty in front of him, he could just remain indifferent.

Why are you still bothering her like this?

Mu Qingqing's chest heaved with anger.

The sealed mouth made a whimpering sound of dissatisfaction.

after an hour.

The water has stopped.

A man wrapped in a half-body towel came out of the bathroom, his head slightly lowered as he wiped his hair.

The water drops slid down the smoothly contoured abdominal muscles and sank into the mermaid line.

Every move is full of endless temptation.

His cheeks were still slightly red from the steam. He glanced at Mu Qingqing gently and turned to get the hair dryer.

Mu Qingqing rolled her eyes at him.

Zuo Ling paused as he held the hair dryer, then turned to look at Mu Qingqing: "Hmm?"

Mu Qingqing swept her provocative gaze up and down, finally landing on a certain place. She snorted coldly and turned her head away.

Zuo Ling instantly understood the meaning of her sarcasm.

He rubbed his back teeth and said, "I should have blocked your ears as well."

Mu Qingqing struggled in dissatisfaction, but to no avail, she could only stomp her feet fiercely.

Even the chair jumped twice.

Zuo Ling put down the hair dryer and walked towards her.

He raised his hand to take the cloth covering her mouth and asked almsgivingly, "What do you want to say?"

She spoke silently: There are peppers hanging on the big trees.

Zuo Ling frowned instantly and pinched her little face: "If you don't want your eyeballs anymore, I don't mind cutting them off for you."

Mu Qingqing closed her eyes and dared not look again.

Her fluttering eyelashes showed her unwillingness to accept the result.

Zuo Ling bent down, carefully examined Mu Qingqing's face, and suddenly laughed: "Why, trying to provoke me and let me do something to you?"

The man's straightforwardness made everyone panic.

Mu Qingqing retreated to the back: "Let me go, you've finished washing, when are you leaving?"

"I'm afraid I can't." Zuo Ling sat next to her: "I'm going to stay here for a few days and leave after I get better."

The thing that was in him was too overbearing and he couldn't solve it at once.

He didn't want to touch the woman, so he could only take it slow.

Mu Qingqing's head was about to explode.

Does he know what he is talking about?

A man with overflowing hormones is flirting in front of her, and she can't touch him?

If she has to do it a few more times, won't this drive her crazy?

Mu Qingqing drove him away with a cold face: "Aren't you afraid that I will call for help?"

"Then let's see which is faster, your mouth or my knife."

The knife in the man's hand spun around, emitting a sinister cold light.

Finally, he put his hand on Mu Qingqing's cheek and said, "Just one light stroke and you won't be able to say anything anymore."

Mu Qingqing, just shut up.

Zuo Ling blew his hair, yawned, and lay down on Mu Qingqing's bed to sleep.

Mu Qingqing gritted her teeth in anger and stomped the ground continuously, making a "dong dong dong" sound.

He couldn't sleep because of the noise, and asked her coldly: "What do you want to do?"

"Fuck/you!"

Mu Qingqing grinned at him without blushing or breathing hard. She even wanted to beat him to death.

Why? She is here for vacation, not to survive.

She struggled so hard that her wrists were rubbed red.

The clothes were torn to pieces, and the delicate skin made people itchy.

Zuo Ling glanced at her, and suddenly his heart was filled with strange emotions.

The next moment, he stood up and threw a sheet over her.

Mu Qingqing: ...

Zuo Ling tossed and turned, unable to sleep, his mind full of her image.

His noise made Mu Qingqing upset.

He slowly moved to the table, secretly took the knife, and carefully cut the rope.

As soon as she moved, Zuo Ling noticed it.

He closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, watching what the other person wanted to do.

Of course Mu Qingqing did what she said!

She loosened the fabric that bound her hands and feet and attacked the person on the bed.

Just as Zuo Ling stood up to resist, a warm and soft girl threw herself into his arms, and then a soft kiss fell on his lips.

Almost in an instant, Zuo Ling's appetite was aroused.

The resisting hand rested on her shoulder... and then slid down, covering the beauty of the world...

He clasped his hands around her waist and deepened the kiss.

He was led by her in a daze, as if he had discovered a new world.

The things that he once despised the most slapped him hard in the face.