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

dream?

She really overestimated herself. She would never dream of him.

Mu Qingqing tilted her head, and Wen Shaochun did not miss the flash of disdain in her eyes.

"Mu Qingqing!"

Wen Shaochun suddenly called her loudly, scaring Mu Qingqing so much that she stepped back.

Seeing her so frightened, Wen Shaochun's eyes revealed a look of hurt and anger, "Are you afraid of me?"

"How can you be afraid of me?"

"You think I'll hurt you?"

Mu Qingqing dodged his gaze and advised him, "Calm down."

Mu Qingqing's reaction clearly showed that she didn't believe the other party.

Wen Shaochun pinched her chin and made her look straight at him, "Do you believe that people with the surname Zuo don't believe me? Do I make you worried?"

Mu Qingqing pushed him in resistance: "Let's talk it over, let me go first!"

Mu Qingqing pushed him away when he was not paying attention and prepared to run away.

He grabbed her shoulders and dragged her back, pressing her down on the sofa.

"Answer me, or you won't be able to go there."

Mu Qingqing glared at him: "What? You still want to lock me up?"

Wen Shaochun smiled cruelly: "Why not?"

"You will only be obedient if you are locked up by my side."

There will only be me in your eyes.

The slender fingertips touched Mu Qingqing's face with a hint of coolness, and the dark eyes were full of morbid love.

Even Mu Qingqing didn't know why he was so obsessed with her.

"Everything you do makes me feel disgusted."

Wen Shaochun's figure froze. The tall man lowered his eyes and did not look into Mu Qingqing's eyes. He could only keep comforting himself.

"As long as I can stay, everything is fine."

Wen Shaochun leaned over and took a breath, then leaned against her skin and spoke intimately, his deep voice hoarse, "It's okay, my dear."

The man's hot breath sprayed on Mu Qingqing's neck.

The big hand on the waist kept tightening, as if to rub the person into the bones and blood, as if only in this way could he feel a little at ease.

Mu Qingqing looked at him coldly, feeling indescribably annoyed.

"Wen Shaochun, you are so pitiful."

"I thought you were more upright than Zuo Ling, but now it seems that you are a complete lunatic."

No matter how Mu Qingqing scolded him, Wen Shaochun accepted it all.

"Qingqing, as long as you are happy, you can scold me however you want."

Mu Qingqing felt as helpless as if she was punching cotton.

"You're the most annoying of them all."

"Them?" Wen Shaochun raised his head and looked at Mu Qingqing hurt: "Who are you thinking about now?"

"I am the one who is with you now!"

Thinking about how Mu Qingqing had been missing for so long, he suddenly thought of something.

Has she found a new love during this period?

“Who do you miss?”

He questioned like a mad dog, his red eyes almost ready to burst into tears.

"It doesn't matter who it is. They are a thousand times better than you anyway."

Wen Shaochun glared at her hatefully, then laughed in anger.

The dense kisses fell, almost drowning the woman in his arms.

He was reluctant to hurt her, but Qingqing, that man could not withstand your coercion.

It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter, he has a way to make her only have him in her heart and eyes.

madman!

Mu Qingqing opened her mouth and bit his lip, mixed with the smell of blood, but Wen Shaochun did not give in.

His wrists were restrained, and soon a circle of red marks appeared due to his struggle.

She refused harshly, but Wen Shaochun was even harsher than her.

Mu Qingqing was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She hated the disparity in strength between men and women, which left her with no power to resist.

Wen Shaochun was too possessive, and Mu Qingqing's clear eyes were filled with tears. There was no sweetness in the lingering kiss, and only deep hatred was left.

The wet tears burned Wen Shaochun's heart. He looked at Mu Qingqing with tears streaming down her face. His heart ached so much that even his breathing was painful.

He raised his hand to wipe away her tears, his voice choked with sobs, with the dejection of being abandoned by the whole world, "Why are you crying so miserably?"

"Do you hate me so much?"

Mu Qingqing did not answer him. She was so angry that she couldn't calm down for a while.

Grievance and heartache broke out at the same time, Wen Shaochun's tears fell on Mu Qingqing's face and mixed with hers, resulting in a tragic ending.

"Is it painful, dear?"

Wen Shaochun took her hand and covered his chest with it. Under the strong and powerful heartbeat, his heart was broken.

"I am in as much pain as you are."

Mu Qingqing looked at him through tears with eyes that were ice-cold without a trace of warmth.

He knew that Mu Qingqing would never forgive him.

I will never fall in love with him.

But what does it matter? As long as people stay, everything is fine.

After pulling off the tie and tying her hands, Wen Shaochun turned around and went to get something from the drawer.

Mu Qingqing took advantage of this opportunity to run towards the door, but because her legs were weak, she fell down several times.

Following his gaze, Mu Qingqing saw clearly what he was holding.

The last time I saw him was at Chen Sui’s house.

She used some and then it was replaced.

otherwise……

She knew the danger of this thing and forced herself to open the door.

The door was locked, and no matter how hard she banged on it, it didn't budge.

Wen Shaochun put on a pair of pure white gloves and gently reminded, "Don't waste your energy, Qingqing. You can't open the door."

The harder Mu Qingqing banged on the door, the calmer Wen Shaochun became.

He adjusted the dosage quietly, keeping an eye on the flustered Mu Qingqing.

That dose was three times what Chen Sui used.

Also participated in some other things.

Does Wen Shaochun, this bastard, want her to die?

Seeing that the door wasn't working, Mu Qingqing turned her attention to the windowsill.

It is better to fall to death than to be a puppet with your fate in the hands of others.

As soon as her hand touched the windowsill, footsteps followed slowly behind her.

Based on Wen Shaochun's understanding of Mu Qingqing, she was extremely afraid of death, so how could she dare to really jump?

But as danger approached step by step, Mu Qingqing chose to take a gamble.

The next moment, the person was pulled.

Mu Qingqing's body flew into the air and was pulled back by someone.

Wen Shaochun was heartbroken, but his expression remained calm.

She would rather jump off the building than escape from herself.

But he just wouldn't let her do as she wished.

His eyes moved down to her pair of white and smooth calves, and he said dangerously: "It would be better if it was broken here, then it wouldn't run away. It would be better if it was obedient, right? Qingqing."

Mu Qingqing struggled, but was easily suppressed by him.

Take out the adjusted medicine.

"It will be fine soon. It won't hurt."

At this moment, Wen Shaochun is gentle, yet extremely crazy.

He actually wanted to destroy her directly!

"Wen Shaochun, don't be like this, let's talk it out..."

Mu Qingqing begged for mercy in fear, but did not receive any sympathy from the man.

"Don't be afraid."

His voice became more gentle, but his movements were smooth and fluent.

My skin felt like it was bitten by ants and I felt a chill.

Then, consciousness became blurred and the scene in front of my eyes gradually faded.

As the double images overlapped, Wen Shaochun's devilish face was firmly engraved in her mind.