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

"Do you know what you are talking about? How can you be so cold-blooded?"

Shu Min was a little emotionally broken.

The image of that charming woman flashed through her mind.

A girl like her shouldn't be like this.

She should be like the moon surrounded by stars.

She should be standing tall and shining.

The young man was also suppressing his sadness.

Another staff member was there and arrived in time to announce the latest news.

"Team Three disobeyed orders and acted without authorization... The ship was damaged... Some of the people inside have been rescued, and the others..."

"How about it?"

"disappeared."

"Where is she?" The young male staff member pulled the sleeve of another female staff member hard.

The lesbian shook her head.

He suddenly took several steps back as if all his strength had been drained.

"Also missing was the prime suspect, Zuo Ling."

"No, I have to save her!"

"Aying, stop! Follow my orders!"

……

The waves beat against the shore, bringing wave after wave of spray.

The sea water receded, and two people suddenly appeared on the shore.

The man squatted beside her and called out to the woman next to him anxiously.

"Mu Qingqing, wake up?"

Mu Qingqing lazily raised her eyelids, glanced at him, and soon fainted from sheer weakness.

Zuo Ling looked around and saw an endless island without even a single person in sight.

He patted her cheek. Mu Qingqing's eyelashes trembled for a moment, and then she calmed down again.

Upon seeing this, Zuo Ling carried the person on his back and walked forward with difficulty.

Fortunately, this is not a desert but an island with countless green plants.

For Zuo Ling, who grew up in the wild, this can be said to be a return to his home.

He first found a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and then picked a few plants nearby that could serve as a water source.

Pinch Mu Qingqing's mouth and carefully pour water into it.

The plant water slowly flowed down the corners of her mouth and dripped onto her collar.

Her clothes were still dripping with water, and wearing wet clothes would make it easy for her to get sick.

It was obvious that he couldn't even get any water and he fell into a coma.

Zuo Ling stared at Mu Qingqing for a moment. Her usually rosy lips were now pale and bloodless. That lively person slowly became dim in front of him.

While hesitating, his body moved faster than his head.

He drank all the water in the plant and kissed Mu Qingqing's little mouth.

After feeding all the water in his mouth into hers, he was reluctant to let go of the soft touch.

Following his heart, Zuo Ling threw away the plant, held the back of her head with his hand, and deepened the kiss.

Mu Qingqing, who was sleeping, frowned restlessly.

She first dreamed of walking in the desert, and then found a large source of water.

The water rushed into her mouth without her doing anything...

Then, the water was poisonous.

He bit her lips and tongue and tried to poison her!

Something was sucking her oxygen away, trying to kill her.

The feeling of suffocation became more and more severe, until it almost woke me up.

The murderer is in sight.

Zuo Ling!

Snapped!

Zuo Ling covered his face in astonishment, looked at Mu Qingqing who was slowly waking up, and backed away, pulling at his clothes.

Looking at him warily.

Zuo Ling curled his lips, a hint of ruffian spirit spreading around him.

"You still have the energy to hit me. It looks like you won't die."

"rogue!"

Mu Qingqing glared at him and accused him harshly!

Zuo Ling pointed to the plants next to him and said, "Hey, if it weren't for me, you would be dead."

"I saved you out of kindness, but you misunderstood me!"

Mu Qingqing pursed her lips and looked around.

He looked at the things on the ground again.

There were only two of them here, and it was obvious that Zuo Ling had saved her.

"Thank you, and..."

Zuo Ling looked at Mu Qingqing who suddenly paused and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything you can't say to me?"

The two of them were now honest with each other.

When he carried her on his back, both of their clothes were completely wet. Her proud curves were pressed against his half-naked back, and the friction was unbearable when they moved.

I didn't think there was anything wrong just now, but now that I've let go of my worries, I feel embarrassed instead.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Mu Qingqing moved her fingers. Is there a possibility that when there is no danger, you are the biggest danger?

Zuo Ling gave her some outdoor knowledge: "...be careful about everything here, don't walk around without me."

"But don't worry, there seem to be signs of human life here. I'm sure there will be a village not far away and we will be saved."

At worst, there would be occasional pedestrians rushing by.

He trusts his own judgment.

Mu Qingqing nodded and wrote them down one by one.

"Well, take off your clothes while the sun is still shining."

Zuo Ling spoke so naturally that he was stunned for a moment.

Then he explained: "No, I didn't mean anything else. I meant that your clothes are damp and you may get sick easily if you wear them. Take them off and let them dry first."

"Don't worry, I won't look at you."

Mu Qingqing pursed her lips: "I don't believe it, stay away from me, or I won't take it off."

This defensive attitude is exactly the same as Zuo Ling's back then.

Zuo Ling crossed his arms and took off his clothes in front of her, looking at Mu Qingqing in a very immature way: "Okay, we're even, you take off your clothes too."

Mu Qingqing wanted to throw a stone at him.

be sick.

"Men are different from women."

Zuo Ling: "What's the difference? I have what you have, isn't it just that there is a little difference?"

This sentence successfully angered Mu Qingqing.

She wants a nice breast, a nice waist, long legs and a nice butt.

As beautiful as a fairy.

What the hell is Zuo Ling talking about? Are they the same?

What a fart!

"Are you blind?"

Mu Qingqing pointed at herself: "Do you have it?"

"Look, are they the same?"

"Tell me from your conscience?"

Zuo Ling took a glance, then looked away and said stubbornly, "Same."

Mu Qingqing: ...

Really convinced.

She reached out to pull Zuo Ling's hand, put it against her chest, then pushed it back and placed it on his heart.

"You say the same thing again?"

Zuo Ling quickly withdrew his hand as if he was burned by fire.

"Mu Qingqing, you are so shameless."

Mu Qingqing sneered: "Why didn't you tell me when you kissed me secretly just now? I'm thick-skinned, but you are shameless."

"You! I was saving you!"

"Does it take a while to numb my tongue to save it?"

Zuo Ling didn't know what was wrong with him just now, he actually fell in love with a bad woman.

Throwing the clothes on her, Zuo Ling tried to cover up the truth: "What's the difference? Are you just a little fatter?"

His heart was pounding, and his mind was filled with what had just happened.

The gentle touch on his palm had not yet disappeared when Zuo Ling heard the cheering voice in his heart, clamoring for him to continue.

Zuo Ling walked out quickly: "You take a rest first, I...I'll see if there's anything I can use ahead."

Mu Qingqing looked at his fleeing back and found it a little funny.

No one could have imagined that the mastermind behind the chaos was actually an innocent little white flower.