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

The glasses clash and the two men each take a sip of wine, seemingly reconciling their past grudges.

The carnival on the ship had just begun, and the men and women in the crowd were toasting each other with great enthusiasm.

Wen Shaochun was in a rare good mood and went to find Mu Qingqing while slightly tipsy.

I opened the door and found the room was empty.

The dark eyes infected by drunkenness suddenly became clear.

……

Because of the many sins committed in the previous life, if he shows obvious resistance to the male and female protagonists in this life, he will be punished.

Mu Qingqing was wearing a white long dress, looking cool and beautiful. She just stood there, and all the beauties on the ship were outshined by her.

She was so dazzling that everyone turned their heads frequently, but no one dared to talk to her.

The beautiful girls here are not necessarily second-generation rich, but they are very likely to be girlfriends brought by others, so they dare not act rashly.

After waiting for a while, no one came to look for her. Gradually, some people could no longer suppress their restless hearts and became eager to take action.

Beautiful things are always remembered, and Jian Ci'an noticed her at first sight.

His gaze was lingering, and before he could go up to talk to her, he saw Wen Shaochun walking away from the side and heading straight for the pretty figure.

The black suit was taken off the man and gently enveloped the girl.

She raised her eyes and looked over, her eyes full of hesitation to speak.

Wen Shaochun rubbed the girl's head and half-hugged her in his arms.

This action caused the girl to struggle continuously, and she retreated repeatedly, almost falling down...

Jian Ci'an walked over.

His slightly cool fingertips rested on the girl's arm, and the gentleman restrained himself and held her in place.

The cold voice was tinged with a hint of laughter: "Why are you so rude to a girl, Ah Chun? Forcing someone to do something is not what a gentleman does."

Wen Shaochun glanced at Jian Ci'an's hand, and his demeanor turned colder. He looked at him with a half-smile, and said to Mu Qingqing, "Baby, come here."

Mu Qingqing and Jian Ci'an kept a distance from each other and stood there without moving.

Both of their eyes were fixed on her face.

The girl has a delicate face and looks like an angel.

At this moment, he is standing alone on the boat, feeling so vulnerable that it makes people feel distressed.

"What's so hard for a girl? You two are really getting more and more crazy."

Suddenly a delicate voice broke the silence, and a girl with short hair came over and skillfully hugged Jian Ci'an's arm.

The two were as intimate as a couple.

Mu Qingqing looked over in the direction of the voice, and when she saw their touching hands, her beautiful brows slightly frowned.

When he met Mu Qingqing's gaze, Jian Ci'an subconsciously pushed Zhou Ran away.

Zhou Ran was stunned and let go of him angrily.

As a woman, she had a sixth sense and realized that something was wrong, but her good upbringing did not allow her to question the man on the spot like a shrew.

Seeing this, Wen Shaochun glanced at everyone as if he was enjoying a show.

Zhou Ran coughed lightly and turned the topic to Mu Qingqing: "Who is this young lady? Why haven't I seen her before?"

Jian Ci'an also wanted to meet her.

Wen Shaochun stopped looking at the joke and took two steps towards Mu Qingqing: "Baby, why are you out here alone to get some fresh air? Are you feeling unwell?"

The look of concern and care was very different from his usual restrained and gentle expression.

Zhou Ran's eyes lit up.

It turns out she is Brother Wen’s girlfriend.

She breathed a sigh of relief and put on a sweet smile: "What's wrong with you? How can you let your girlfriend come out alone?"

Wen Shaochun nodded, looking like someone who was easy to talk to.

"Yes, yes, it's my fault for not taking good care of my girlfriend."

He pronounced the word "girlfriend" in a lingering and nostalgic manner.

Jian Ci'an's heart skipped a beat. Is this guy two-timing here?

While he was hooking up with Mu Qingqing, he was also flirting with this poor girl.

He suddenly felt very unhappy, and even the look he gave Wen Shaochun was filled with annoyance.

"Wen Shaochun...you?"

Wen Shaochun ignored him and reached out to pull Mu Qingqing's wrist.

She was about to refuse when Wen Shaochun silently uttered two words: video.

The blood color suddenly faded from her face, leaving her face pale, but with a pitiful red at the corners of her eyes, she looked broken and pitiful.

She let him pull her back.

At the end of disappearing, Mu Qingqing lowered her eyes and looked at him with a look of sadness and pain.

That glance made Jian Ci'an feel like a heartless man.

Before he could say a word, Jian Ci'an felt that he had fallen in love.

Zhou Ran tugged at his sleeve, bringing him back to his senses.

"What's wrong? Why are you so absent-minded today?"

Zhou Ran pursed her lips, looking unhappy.

Ever since she arrived, Jian Ci'an has been ignoring her, as if he was deliberately avoiding suspicion.

She secretly asked, "Do you know Brother Wen's girlfriend?"

Jian Ci'an looked into the distance and shook his head.

Zhou Ran stamped her feet in anger: "She's already gone far away, what are you still looking at!"

"Wen Shaochun is playing both sides."

One sentence made Zhou Ranlei crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

She would rather believe that Jian Ci'an was two-timing than believe that Wen Shaochun was such a person.

"Okay Ranran, go play by yourself first, I have something else to do."

Ignoring Zhou Liang's obstruction, he left in a hurry.

He wanted to find Mu Qingqing and ask her to expose Wen Shaochun's true identity.

Zhou Ran, who was left behind, clenched his fists and stomped his feet angrily.

……

Mu Qingqing was pulled back into the room by Wen Shaochun and pressed against the door for a kiss.

Passionate kisses covered her body. Mu Qingqing turned her head to avoid them and pushed him away with some resistance.

He pinned the girl's hands behind her back and kissed her more heavily, landing densely on her collarbone.

"Let me go!"

"Wen Shaochun!"

She called him by his full name, which made Wen Shaochun very unhappy.

"Why, you're still not giving up after seeing him with someone else?"

"Do you want to throw yourself into his arms and let him kiss you?"

The man's eyes turned red with jealousy, and he held the girl's hand more tightly.

Mu Qingqing frowned continuously because of the pain.

"You're hurting me, let go!"

Wen Shaochun is like an emotionally unstable madman.

He questioned Mu Qingqing angrily, as if he wanted to eat her.

"Did you want to go with Jian Ci'an just now? Did you? Answer me!"

"You like him so much? Huh? Mu Qingqing!"

Mu Qingqing defended herself: "I didn't even say a word to him."

"You still want to talk to him? What are you going to do after that? Go to bed?"

Wen Shaochun's words became more and more unpleasant, like that of a madman.

Mu Qingqing secretly sighed how she had offended him.

Sure enough, a scumbag’s friends are still trash even if they are wrapped in a gorgeous coat.

She was so angry at Wen Shaochun's fierceness that tears fell down. The hot tears made Wen Shaochun's heart suddenly shrink.

He relaxed his strength, held Mu Qingqing's hand in front of him, and felt guilty: "I'm sorry, baby, why is it so red? Does it hurt?"

Mu Qingqing nodded and sobbed.

It really hurt, and she even wanted to kill him.

Her plan failed, Wen Shaochun was too terrible.

It’s an uncertain variable.

Wen Shaochun kissed her wrist and kept apologizing, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, blow on it, dear, it won't hurt if you blow on it."

Mu Qingqing lowered her eyes, a barely perceptible rage flashing across her weak and pitiful expression.