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

"Qingqing..."

Wen Shaochun's voice was hoarse, and the look he cast on Mu Qingqing was full of aggression.

Mu Qingqing placed her slender fingers on the back of the other person's neck, her eyes smiling as she led the man towards the window.

The slender waist was embraced, and Wen Shaochun pulled her back. While kissing her, he did not forget to remind her of the danger.

The other party was very vigilant. Mu Qingqing looked over his profile and stared at one corner.

There was the potion she had hidden in advance.

It seems that it is not used for the time being.

Mu Qingqing brushed her fingers across his lips and praised him, "Has anyone ever told you that you have a beautiful mouth?"

Mu Qingqing stared straight at the other person's red lips that were kissed.

The arrow was on the string and she said some ambiguous words again.

Wen Shaochun couldn't control himself at all.

"Are you teasing me?"

Mu Qingqing suddenly smiled. She let him kiss her but didn't let him ask back.

The hand that was hooked around his neck slowly slid down and rested on his broad chest.

"Shh, I don't like men who talk too much."

Wen Shaochun's cheeks turned red, and the red quickly spread to the tips of his ears, adding a bit of shyness to his whole person.

He wanted to take her to the bed, but Mu Qingqing pulled his hand and asked him to stay: "Right here."

Wen Shaochun pressed the corners of his mouth and wondered why he hadn't realized before that she was a little fox who loved excitement.

……

Jian Ci'an took the key and ran out secretly.

The further he ran out of here, the more anxious he became.

The Jian family and the Wen family have no old grudges.

He has not yet taken control of the Jian family. Will they take revenge on Wen Shaochun for him?

The answer is obvious.

will not.

The more he saw light, the more anxious Jian Ci'an became.

He didn't dare to call the police.

He has always been on good terms with Wen Shaochun, and if he calls the police, he will inevitably be implicated.

Besides, Mu Qingqing had already disliked me for the way I was...

Jian Ci'an's hesitation was completely under Wen Shaochun's control.

He looked at Jian Ci'an on the surveillance screen, feeling helpless and furious, and finally accepted the reality in despair.

The whole psychological change, struggling and helpless.

Wen Shaochun curled his lips sarcastically, his gaze shifted from the tablet to Mu Qingqing's sleeping face. The depression in his heart was swept away, replaced by an irrepressible sweetness.

He kissed the corner of Mu Qingqing's eyes lovingly, and the happy and satisfied feeling made him want to dig out his heart and give it to her.

My dear, oh my dear, it’s finally his.

Mu Qingqing was sleeping soundly and did not see the other person's sick and crazy eyes.

He looked at her with longing, and suddenly a feeling of uneasiness came over him.

This scene was so beautiful, but it was shattered by a single blow, just like a fleeting dream.

Qingqing is very naughty, who knows if she is trying to coax me into letting down my guard.

Then sneak away.

Wen Shaochun's eyes turned fierce. He got out of bed and took out the bracelet he had prepared in advance.

His gentle and delicate eyes fell on Mu Qingqing's slender and white legs, and the shameful actions of last night came to his mind vividly.

He couldn't bear to interrupt now.

The icy chain fell on her ankle and also on Wen Shaochun's heart.

A sense of security instantly surrounded him, and Wen Shaochun felt that he was the happiest person in the world.

Mu Qingqing woke up slowly at this time, and was quite confused when she saw what Wen Shaochun had done.

Why chain her to the bed?

There are so many bodyguards in the whole villa, no matter how powerful she is, she can't kill them all one by one.

Wen Shaochun pretended to be fine and asked Mu Qingqing what she wanted to eat and where she felt uncomfortable.

Mu Qingqing's face was calm, which made Wen Shaochun feel uneasy.

At least she scolded him a few times, and he felt at ease.

Mu Qingqing shook her feet and asked him to give an explanation.

Wen Shaochun lowered his eyebrows and looked very sad.

"My dear, I'm just too insecure. I feel like I'm dreaming right now."

"I haven't felt this happy in a long time."

Mu Qingqing: "Young Master Wen has been a child of destiny, a star-studded existence. Why would he say such things just to coax me?"

Seeing that she was interested, Wen Shaochun uncovered his old scars and showed them to her bit by bit.

Wen Shaochun is a poor man. He has been gifted and intelligent since childhood, unlike ordinary people.

It is also because of this that I became a victim of my parents' love.

In the world of the rich, being a couple for life is a joke.

But my mother believed it.

She didn't believe that her father had no love for her, and blamed everything on him. She thought it must be because he was not likable that made the man unhappy.

Even when they didn't have children, he treated her very well.

Even as a child he understood that his father only left an apparent heir to appease his family.

But the mother didn't understand, and thought it was true love, so she blamed all the faults on him.

By chance, she discovered that men paid great attention to performance, so she tried her best to create a persona of a favored child for Wen Shaochun.

If he couldn't learn, he was not allowed to eat or sleep. If he dared to resist, he would be whipped, not given clothes to wear, and made to be watched by a group of nannies...

The young Wen Shaochun's mind had already been twisted.

He calmly narrated his tragic experience in order to win Mu Qingqing's sympathy.

Women are soft-hearted. If you want a woman to love you, you must first make her feel sorry for you.

Mu Qingqing was not a heartless person. After hearing about this past, she did feel sympathy.

But so what?

It didn't prevent her from abandoning Wen Shaochun.

She wanted to try and see which was more painful, being abandoned by his mother or being abandoned by her.

Mu Qingqing's eyes lit up, and she came over to hug Wen Shaochun, gently patting his back, "Don't be sad, you still have me."

I will abandon you too, and it won’t be too late for us to be sad together then.

Mu Qingqing curled her lips where he couldn't see, her eyes full of malice.

Wen Shaochun felt her tenderness and almost indulged himself: "Qingqing, can we have a child?"

With the child, she would be his.

They will never be separated again.

Mu Qingqing paused and frowned, "But we are not married yet, and the child will be illegitimate if it is born."

She lifted Wen Shaochun's head, her sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through people: "Do you want him to be a miserable child like you?"

"No, that's not right. He's worse off than you. He's the child who was given the identity of a lover. He won't be able to hold his head up high and won't be able to be a normal person."

Like you, I grew into a monster.

Wen Shaochun opened his mouth to defend himself: "I will give him all my love."

"The same love your cheating father gave them?"

Mu Qingqing's words were like a sharp blade, stabbing him all over.

Yes, a child who has never been loved will not be able to love others when he grows up.

All he wanted to follow was his father's old path.

Mu Qingqing glanced sideways: "I rejected you before, did you have the same idea?"

Wen Shaochun suddenly understood, and he swore to the sky: "My dear, I was wrong, I was confused for a moment... I will marry you, we will be the happiest couple in the world, and I will never have a third party."

Mu Qingqing smiled. She once again intuitively felt that a man's love words were like...

"Ok, I know."

She did not reject his lie but went along with it.

"Master, Miss Aqi is here."

It was one of those three girls.

Mu Qingqing's eyes moved slightly, her savior came.