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

When the mood was aroused, a vibration outside broke the beauty in the room.

Then there was a rapid knock on the door.

"Is Qingqing here?"

"Want to have dinner?"

The tall man stood outside the door, waiting for Mu Qingqing to speak.

Jian Ci'an held a bouquet of roses in his hand, and he had obviously thought of how to make amends. The smile on his lips couldn't be suppressed.

Zuo Ling came to his senses instantly, raised his hand to grab Mu Qingqing's neck, turned over and pressed her under him.

There was a feeling of pity but not love in her eyes, and she spoke in a hoarse voice: "Tell him you are going to sleep."

Mu Qingqing, who was in a weak position, was not at all panicked. Her experience accumulated over the years enabled her to tell at a glance who would really kill her and who was just trying to scare her.

"But I want to eat."

Zuo Ling didn't expect her to say that. He leaned in and bit her ear: "With that man outside?"

"Who is he to you?"

Men are so funny, they just behave more intimately, as if they were taking on the role of husband and start bossing her around.

"Ex-boyfriend."

She looked at him with a half-smile, her eyes falling on his red lips playfully: "How is it, is it stimulating?"

His men pressed hard: "Are they still connected?"

I didn't expect she was so beautiful and had such a sweet heart.

She has a boyfriend but she still dares to provoke him openly.

Zuo Ling took a deep breath and let her go. He wasn't afraid that she would call for help, after all, her ex-boyfriend was standing outside and they had just hugged and kissed for a while.

He believed that the other party didn't want outsiders to know.

"Tell him you want to eat in your room."

Mu Qingqing got off the bed, stepped on the ground barefoot, and said to Jian Ci'an as he requested: "I want to eat in the room."

As he spoke, he moved closer to the door...

She put one hand on the door handle and told the people outside the menu while observing Zuo Ling's expression.

Mu Qingqing felt bad because of the other party's confidence.

She turned the doorknob suddenly and shouted for help: "Help! Someone is killing someone!"

When Mu Qingqing said this, Zuo Ling's pupils were shocked.

This woman is so brave!

As the door was pushed open, Mu Qingqing ran into Jian Ci'an's arms, grabbing the corner of his clothes pitifully.

Pointing at Zuo Ling, "Jian Ci'an, save me, there are bad guys..."

Her voice was delicate and pitiful, and she looked at Zuo Ling with arrogant and provocative eyes.

Zuo Ling, feeling guilty, apparently forgot his identity and escaped through the window like a lover caught cheating.

It was not until he ran two miles that he patted himself in regret.

He should have held that woman hostage.

Mu Qingqing raised her sparkling eyes and thanked Jian Ci'an. Then she realized that her clothes were in disarray, so she lowered her head and stepped out of his arms.

"Feel sorry."

Jian Ci'an pulled the person into his arms.

"Don't say sorry, it's my fault that I failed to protect you."

Hearing these touching words, Mu Qingqing could no longer hold back and cried hypocritically on his chest.

Jian Ci'an's eyes were fixed on her porcelain-white skin, and he couldn't help but blush at the tips of his ears.

He half coaxed and half carried the person into the room.

He coughed lightly and said uncomfortably, "Qingqing, change your clothes."

Mu Qingqing held his hand and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Jian Ci'an had nowhere to look and could only stare at the ground.

But that pair of white feet made him fantasize.

Noticing that Mu Qingqing was looking at him, he asked, "What's wrong?"

She seemed frightened and tried to stop him from leaving.

"Can you just stay here with me?"

His Adam's apple rolled, and he heard himself say, "Okay."

Mu Qingqing pulled him to the bathroom door, told him to stay there, and went in to wash up.

Everything she did touched Jian Ci'an's heart.

Despite the torment he felt like boiling oil in a raging fire, he still suppressed all his evil thoughts and waited for her.

……

Wen Shaochun did not find Mu Qingqing on the ship, and was certain that she was on this island.

I contacted the person in charge here and paid a large sum of money to find someone.

Jian Ci had his heart set on the Tibetan, so naturally that person would have to put in some effort.

Looking at the deposit sent by Wen Shaochun, the person in charge curled his lips and smiled.

He agreed to the task.

"Boss, it's just a woman. We didn't kill her or kidnap her. We're giving you so much money just for finding her!"

He glanced at his useless subordinate.

"What do you know? Since ancient times, heroes have always been tempted by beautiful women."

I will spend any amount of money for a woman.

Zhang Er shook his head, disagreeing: "Only those rich young men are so wasteful, treating a woman as a treasure like a loser.

I heard that there was a young master who wanted to break off relations with his family for a female student. He gave up such a huge fortune to become a poor boy.

"You deserve to have a lifetime of happiness, but you also deserve to have a taste of the bitterness of love."

Zhang Er became more and more excited as he spoke, and couldn't help but sigh repeatedly.

"If you ask me, you are the boss. You are not moved by beauty at all..."

The man in the black silk shirt turned slightly sideways, with his collar mostly open, revealing a faint red mark on his delicate collarbone.

Zhang Er saw this and asked with concern: "Boss, were you bitten by a mosquito?"

The other taciturn person glanced at the talkative one and kicked him out of his patience.

"Shut up, don't you see the boss is thinking about the important things in life?"

Zuo Ling was playing with the gun in his hand, looking at the money in front of him, and thinking of the woman just now for no reason.

Could she be Mu Qingqing?

If it were her, Wen Shaochun's money would not be worth it.

The woman had an alluring face, but her sense of morality was extremely low.

In just one day, she hooked up with her ex-boyfriend behind her current boyfriend's back and seduced him...

Never mind, when he catches her, she will be in trouble in the end.

……

Jian Ci'an accompanied Mu Qingqing to dinner, and the whole time he was staring at people's profiles, looking like a useless pervert.

Her eyes are so beautiful!

My mouth is so moist!

His hands are so small, when can I hold theirs?

Looking at the petite person, when she threw herself into his arms just now, that bright touch...

He shook his head and shook out all the messy things.

Jian Ci'an's mind was never quiet throughout the whole meal.

"Qingqing, let me take you around, it's quite lively here."

In previous years, there would be some auctions on the island, which was once prosperous and peaceful.

Those things are so shameful.

I could go in previous years, but this year I can’t go because Mu Qingqing is around.

Afraid of annoying her.

The two walked along the scenic path towards the bustling streets of the island.

Most of the houses here are inspired by the ancient city, and the whole street is quaint.

Fresh fruits and vegetables, rare small items, are placed in piles.

The clothes worn by the vendors also have a time-travel feel.

In a bustling area, several big men were forcibly pulling a beautiful girl.

A woman wearing gold and silver was kneeling beside him, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

The people around seemed to be accustomed to this and were busy with their own things, turning a deaf ear to it.

Mu Qingqing stopped and looked into his eyes.