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

The bodyguard closed the door considerately.

Wen Shaochun looked at her quietly for a moment, then asked, "Is it the same for me?"

Mu Qingqing didn't understand why everyone had to ask themselves this boring question.

Is this hard to understand?

Don't they do the same to others?

Why do you have to ask for her true heart? She can't run away from here.

Mu Qingqing hooked a strand of her hair with her fingers, her eyes showing tenderness: "It's different."

These words did not make Wen Shaochun feel happy.

On the contrary, what he saw in her sparkling eyes was full of deception and ridicule.

Holding her slender white neck with his big hands, Wen Shaochun narrowed his eyes slightly: "Your eyes tell me that you are lying."

Mu Qingqing was so happy that she was shaking with laughter.

"What should I do? Do you want to hear the truth?"

Her smile was less innocent and more charming.

What remains unchanged is the allure.

Wen Shaochun's eyes were deep and gloomy, and his emotions could not be seen clearly, but Mu Qingqing could clearly sense that he was angry and about to collapse.

"to be honest."

Mu Qingqing raised her eyebrows, admiring his courage to self-abuse: "For me..."

She paused for a moment deliberately, and saw Wen Shaochun's nervous expression. His breathing seemed to slow down as he waited for her final verdict.

"you……"

She looked him up and down and shook her head: "There's nothing to say."

Wen Shaochun thought of everything, whether it was scolding or coaxing.

But I didn't expect her to say that.

"Nothing to say?" Wen Shaochun's tone became heavier, and the veins on his hands bulged.

Mu Qingqing's neck did not feel the force increasing.

It's just a bluff.

She took advantage of his unwillingness to do so and slashed his heart with a knife.

When the other party is bleeding, sprinkle salt~

"We are not actually familiar with each other, Mr. Wen."

"If it wasn't you who pretended to be me... oh no, I'm so sorry."

"It's me. If I hadn't mistaken you for my boyfriend, we wouldn't have had any contact."

Her eyes curved, her red lips opened and closed, and she uttered one heart-wrenching word after another.

"enough."

Wen Shaochun's face became increasingly gloomy, and the temperature around them became increasingly colder as the atmosphere between the two of them grew colder.

He should have pretended to be Jian Ci'an before and kept people in the dark forever.

Now she has seized the opportunity to escape from control.

Mu Qingqing couldn't say enough. After not seeing each other for such a long time, she had a lot to say to Wen Shaochun.

Wen Shaochun looked fierce: "Do you think I really don't dare to do anything to you?"

"You have offended the Zuo family because of me. Is it worth it for you to kill me now?"

She is so valued, and Wen Shaochun has her in his heart to some extent.

As long as she didn't go too far, she would reveal her affair with Chen Sui in front of him.

Wen Shaochun should be acceptable.

I have to say, Mu Qingqing is right.

Wen Shaochun let go of her neck and touched her silky face instead, his tone gentle and obsessed: "You're right, baby, it's not worth it for me, so you have to come with me."

He wanted to take her away yesterday, but thinking of her delicate body, he couldn't bear to keep her for a few days.

Now it seems that his actions were unnecessary.

She should suffer so that she knows what to say and what not to say.

Wen Shaochun brought Mu Qingqing on board the luxury ship despite her reluctance.

Let her stay in a luxurious room and make her seasick.

Let her have the most luxurious dinner and make her vomit.

Let her choose the most luxurious dress and make her cry.

All of Wen Shaochun's vicious thoughts were hidden in his heart, and when facing Mu Qingqing, he was reluctant to take action.

Someone suggested that he teach her a lesson.

Everyone has weaknesses. If you suffer a lot, you will naturally become obedient.

As the other party spoke, Wen Shaochun's eyes appeared with Mu Qingqing's cold and ruthless look towards Zuo Ling.

He didn't dare to think, if she treated him like this...

Wen Shaochun frowned and put down the cup in his hand.

Bodyguards immediately dragged the man out.

"Mr. Wen, let's talk it over. If this doesn't work, I'll come up with another idea..."

Wen Shaochun pressed his forehead with a headache.

Mu Qingqing is different from other women. This kind of threat will not make her compromise, but will anger her and make her hate herself even more.

The previous scenes are examples.

"How is she?"

The bodyguard replied, "Ms. Mu is very good, she can eat and drink, and she asked us to thank you for your hospitality on her behalf."

He didn't even dare to say the original words.

When I thought of this, the fairy-like woman appeared in front of me again. She had an angelic face and her gorgeous dress was just a foil.

With her appearance, even her sarcasm sounded so pleasant that people couldn't help but listen to it over and over again.

"Your Master Wen likes to be tortured so much, is he sick?"

The bodyguard stood respectfully in front of Wen Shaochun, but his heart unconsciously leaned towards the fairy-like girl.

Wen Shaochun nodded and waved his hand for the bodyguards to go down and deal with him.

When Wen Shaochun mentioned that men who deliberately gave bad ideas should be punished, the bodyguard almost beat him to death.

Miss Mu is a person as bright as the bright moon, and anyone can slander her.

"Break his legs and throw him back home."

The man gnashed his teeth and cursed: "You followed him as his lackeys and did all kinds of evil things. You will not have a good ending. I am tomorrow's you."

"You shall not die well."

The bodyguard pinched his earlobe and said expressionlessly: "Dig out his tongue."

The other members of the bodyguard team immediately went up and held the man down.

Bodyguard: "It's not your turn to talk about my retribution."

……

Mu Qingqing saw everything that happened downstairs.

Wen Shaochun's subordinates are more ruthless than each other.

Blood splattered all over the bodyguard, and a hint of excitement flashed across his cold face, followed by inhumane abuse.

Mu Qingqing frowned, and only when she heard footsteps behind her did she slowly close the curtains.

When I turned around, I saw Wen Shaochun who had just come up.

Seeing the girl staring out the window, Wen Shaochun asked, "What are you looking at?"

Mu Qingqing sat down casually: "Look at your bodyguard showing off. A good person is tortured beyond recognition. How cruel."

Wen Shaochun raised his eyebrows, his tone unfathomable: "How come everyone can get your pity?"

Why can't I?

She took a sip of tea and said nonchalantly, "Maybe it's because I have a kind heart."

Wen Shaochun whispered, "Then, my kind-hearted Qingqing, do you want to save him?"

"Me? Save him?" Mu Qingqing was amused by his logic. Why should she save a stranger?

Look at what that person just cursed at, it was also related to her.

No one would say anything good after being treated so cruelly by Wen Shaochun.

"I can't even save myself, how can I save others? If you have such a kind heart, why don't you pity me and let me go back?"

Wen Shaochun suffers from intermittent deafness and can only hear one sentence.

Let her go back.

His originally calm expression changed instantly, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Mu Qingqing was full of possessiveness.

"Let you go back?"

He approached Mu Qingqing step by step, and whispered in her ear: "Dream on."