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

"Let me go, you've soiled my clothes!"

She loves her new little skirt so much, she hasn’t even worn it for a moment!

Wen Shaochun's eyes fell on the gorgeous little skirt. Under the skirt was a pair of slender beautiful legs. Even if they were broken, they should still be very beautiful.

His eyes darkened, "I'm most afraid of getting dirty, and you're wearing such a pretty little skirt to the basement, is it for him to see?"

This is really unfair to Mu Qingqing, she really didn't mean that.

Wen Shaochun said coldly: "It's more beautiful than what you wore when you met him that day. Are you satisfied with him?"

Mu Qingqing shook her head: "No?"

"No?" Wen Shaochun didn't believe it. He looked at her unscrupulously, suddenly sneered, pinched her chin and made her look directly at Jian Ci'an.

"Baby, open your eyes and look at him. How can you eat him when he's so ugly?"

"Wen Shaochun, you are crazy."

Wen Shaochun felt both calm and crazy at this moment.

Especially when he saw Mu Qingqing's eyes meet Jian Ci'an's face and then look away.

The excitement in his heart reached its peak: "Why can't you watch it? Do you feel disgusted?"

Jian Ci'an covered his face out of inferiority and asked Mu Qingqing not to look.

"Don't look at it, it will scare you."

Wen Shaochun forced her to watch, and kept threatening her with words: "Don't you just like him? You would do anything for him, why don't you like him now?"

Mu Qingqing felt pain from his pressing and tears fell down her face.

Wen Shaochun panicked, but his words were still fierce: "What? Are you heartbroken?"

"Qingqing really loves him deeply!"

Half out of jealousy and half out of madness, he turned Mu Qingqing's head back and stopped her from looking.

"Why are you crying?"

Wen Shaochun said fiercely: "You're crying before anything happens. What would happen if I cut off his hands that chat with Qingqing day and night?"

Mu Qingqing refused, her pretty face full of vulnerability.

Where did this mad dog come from? It bites everyone it sees.

Who will save her?

"I just want to ask about Jian Ci'an's past. I have no other intentions. Please don't be like this, Mr. Wen."

"Master Wen?"

Wen Shaochun repeated her words word for word: "You call him Jian Ci'an and call me Wen Shao?"

"Keep your distance from me in front of him?"

"No." Why doesn't he understand what people are saying?

Mu Qingqing argued: "Wen Shaochun, can you please be reasonable?"

"I'm not reasonable, he is. So you come to him? You like him so much? You two are in love, baby, hahahahahahahahahaha.

Then baby, if I want you in front of him, what do you think he will do? "

Wen Shaochun's outrageous words frightened Mu Qingqing so much that her legs went weak.

Jian Ci'an struggled with the ropes on his legs and cursed, "You make a sound, Wen Shaochun! Let her go, let her go now!"

Wen Shaochun was like a deaf person and couldn't hear what he said.

He threatened Mu Qingqing, "Baby is crying again, save some energy for crying later, be good."

"No, not here." Mu Qingqing cried so hard that she was out of breath and almost died.

Wen Shaochun felt heartbroken by her tears, but the greater stimulation overshadowed the heartache.

He really wanted to humiliate them.

Break her pride and let her know.

There are some things where resistance is useless.

Everything he gives is a gift.

Mu Qingqing bit his shoulder and said, "Wen Shaochun, I will hate you."

"But you don't love me baby in the first place, so why hate me?"

As long as you remember me, anything is fine.

Jian Ci'an's brain was working rapidly. When Wen Shaochun was about to do something out of line, he stopped her: "She doesn't remember who I am."

Wen Shaochun raised his head from her arms, looked sideways at him, and listened to him.

Then Jian Ci'an said, "She has forgotten everything. She doesn't remember anything you said. She just wants to know some things that happened in the past. You have a chance to start over with her. Take advantage of it now before she hates you."

Jian Ci'an's words were like thunder.

Wen Shaochun regained his senses. He hurriedly let go of Mu Qingqing and kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, Qingqing, I'm sorry, I... I was too angry and shouldn't have hurt you."

He checked the other person's injuries, and when he saw her hurt eyes, Wen Shaochun blamed himself extremely much.

"I shouldn't be angry with you because of outsiders. I'm sorry, Qingqing. I know I was wrong."

Mu Qingqing knew that Wen Shaochun was abnormal, but she didn't expect him to be so crazy.

Wen Shaochun tidied up the other person's clothes, held her in his arms and walked out.

Mu Qingqing resisted but could not resist.

He put his hand behind his back and pointed at the things that had fallen.

All the hints are implied.

……

There was a sound of water splashing in the bathroom, and Wen Shaochun knelt on the keyboard outside the door to admit his mistake.

Mu Qingqing hid inside and didn't dare to go out.

He admits his mistakes every time, but never changes, and gets crazier each time.

Men's words are like farts.

She checked the windows, considering the possibility of running out.

Mu Qingqing hadn't come out for a long time, and Wen Shaochun was waiting outside anxiously.

"Qingqing, I was wrong, please come out."

"Qingqing..."

"No words, I'm in?"

"Wait, don't come in." Mu Qingqing spoke to stop him.

Wen Shaochun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the voice, and knelt on the ground to beg for forgiveness.

It wasn't until the aunt downstairs came up to report that the doors and windows were broken.

Wen Shaochun realized her intention.

He broke the door open without saying a word.

Mu Qingqing, who was standing by the windowsill, was still wearing her original clothes, and was knocking on the glass with something in her injured hand.

Wen Shaochun felt the blood rushing to his head. He used up the last bit of his rationality to drive away everyone and walked towards Mu Qingqing step by step.

"Don't come here!"

"late."

My dear, it’s too late.

I don't believe you anymore.

He trapped the man in the bathroom and locked the door from the inside.

Mu Qingqing had nowhere to escape.

She knocked on the door with all her might, calling for help, but no one responded.

Even though people outside felt sorry for her, no one dared to help her.

The aunt sighed, couldn't bear to listen any more, and left in a hurry.

Wen Shaochun cornered the man and took advantage of the height difference to hold him in his arms.

With a wave of his hand, the dress was stripped off and fell to the ground.

The jade-like skin was instantly exposed to the air.

Before I felt the cold, a hot body came close to me.

The mouth is filled with an attack of overflowing male hormones.

He kissed her passionately and devoutly, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances and love he had felt over the past few days.

The string in Mu Qingqing's head suddenly collapsed.

As the two of them became intimate, her memories came flooding back.

Mu Qingqing's clear eyes were instantly replaced by charm.

Looking at this strong man who was humbly yet forcefully asking for love from her.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, examining his strength.

Sensing Mu Qingqing's change, Wen Shaochun looked into her eyes. She smiled and let him do what he wanted.

Instead, Wen Shaochun was at a loss for what to do and murmured, "Qingqing."

She didn't answer him, but just signaled him to continue with her eyes.

This charming and naughty look made Wen Shaochun's heart skip a beat.