She is the world's thousands of styles

Rong Hao said considerately: "Then I'll ask someone to lower the temperature."

Lin Dai'er's ears also started to feel hot and red, and she had to pretend on the surface: "Okay!"

She couldn't grab that restless hand in public.

He could only vent his anger on the gambling table, killing all parties until the chips in front of him piled up into a hill.

Rong Hao slumped at the gaming table, almost crying out of frustration: "I'm not as bullying as you are. Just now Brother Chuan has won six times in a row, and Lin Daier has also won five times. I don't want to play with you anymore."

Jin Tian rolled his eyes at Rong Hao, and scolded with disgust: "I'm really not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but teammates who are like pigs. Just now I hinted that you don't want to be right, you must fight right."

Shen Mochuan was also a little surprised by Lin Daier's good poker skills, as playing poker is a test of one's memory.

He stroked Lin Dai'er's head, like a satisfied pet: "Go and change the money, we're leaving."

Lin Dai'er's beautiful peach eyes flashed with joy: "Really give it to me?"

Recently, she did borrow money from relatives and friends, but only a few of them sent her away with hundreds of dollars as a beggar.

In fact, five years ago, she had witnessed the coldness and warmth of human relationships and the fickleness of the world. This time, her heart was cold to the North Pole.

"Go quickly."

Shen Mochuan looked up at his watch, picked up his coat and put it on his thin arms, got up to leave.

Lin Dai'er was holding a lot of chips to exchange money. If it wasn't for him, the Lin family would not be on the verge of bankruptcy.

She took Shen Mochuan's money with peace of mind.

Jin Tian looked at Lin Dai'er's moving figure, frowned uncomfortably and asked Shen Mochuan: "Did you really sleep her?"

"Ok!"

Shen Mochuan nodded calmly, obviously not paying attention.

For him, Lin Dai'er is just a tool for him to vent, and he likes it when he doesn't love it.

After cashing out the chips, Lin Daier looked at the balance information sent by the bank and grinned until her ears reached her ears.

It seems that there is no need to worry about the salary of employees this month.

"Do you like it that much?"

A cold and low voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

She looked up and saw Shen Mochuan's exquisite and almost perfect face, and smiled calmly: "I like it, money is such a good thing, who doesn't like it?"

Lin Daier is vulgar, but she is also vulgar and straightforward.

When the two returned to the villa again, all those humiliated memories flooded out.

Her back was pressed against the cold, hard birch door.

I really want to escape, I really want to run!
Shen Mochuan turned his head and looked at her condescendingly: "Go and wash it up.

Lin Dai'er squeezed her fingers together and grabbed the hem of the skirt, and she moved her lips with a smile: "Mr. Shen, I won't do it today."

In the next second, Shen Mochuan pinched her wrist with lightning speed, so strong that it seemed to crush her bones.

"Hmm~"

She couldn't help moaning in pain, her eyebrows furrowed.

Shen Mochuan dragged her to the bathroom, turned on the shower and rushed straight at her.

The cold water poured down from the top of her head, and she shivered violently from the cold.

Lin Dai'er dodged to dodge, it's the cold winter now, and getting cold water on her body would kill her.

Shen Mochuan pulled her to stand under the shower, and said cruelly: "I want it, you have no right to refuse."

"It's not Mr. Shen, I'm really uncomfortable."

The icy water rushed into Lin Dai'er's eyes, she put her hands in front of her eyes to block the violent water, anxiously trying to explain.

Shen Mochuan didn't give her a chance to finish speaking, his black eyes were filled with violence, and he reached out to 'tear' the shirt off her body.

"If Mr. Lin knew that his granddaughter was lying under the person who killed him, he would probably want to crawl out of the coffin.

I forgot, the old man was turned into ashes, and he couldn't get out even if he tried to crawl. "

Anger rolled in his chest like a fireball, burning Lin Dai'er's blood.

She uncontrollably raised her hand and pulled it towards Shen Mochuan's face: "Don't insult my grandpa."

The sound of applause resounded throughout the bathroom, and the surrounding temperature dropped to freezing point.

Shen Mochuan froze for a moment, and then his stern face seemed to be stained with a thick layer of ink, which couldn't be melted away.

"Lin Dai'er, you dare to hit me. It seems that you are very capable."

His sinister and ferocious appearance is like a Rakshasa from hell, it is too terrifying.

Lin Daier pushed him away in panic, turned and fled to the door.

Run quickly, if Shen Mochuan grabs her, he will definitely humiliate her in every possible way.

When he was about to reach the door, Shen Mochuan grabbed Lin Dai'er's shoulder blades from behind and violently threw them back.

She was like a kite with a broken string dropped on the sink.

The items placed on it fell to the ground with a thunderbolt, and became a mess.

Her back hit the cold and stiff stone slab, causing her to break out in a cold sweat.

She didn't care about the pain, she was too busy to get up and run away.

Shen Mochuan hurried up to hold her down: "You don't think that if I sleep with you, you can get my pity, do you?"

Lin Dai'er's eyes turned red and her breath was short of breath: "No, Mr. Shen, I... I'm here today, it's unlucky."

"Ah!"

Shen Mochuan squinted his eyes slightly, and there was a dangerous scrutiny in the slits of his eyes: "It turns out that the No. 1 Yuan in Yancheng is also full of lies, and she still plays such a clumsy trick."

That gaze hit Lin Dai'er inch by inch like cold rain, making her feel cold all over: "You sent someone to follow me?"

"Yes!"

He didn't bother to hide it, grabbed her neck and faced the mirror: "You'd better not close your eyes, otherwise you know the consequences very well."

The smooth mirror clearly reflected the appearance of the two of them.

Shen Mochuan buried his head on the back of her neck.
Two clusters of angry flames ignited in her pupils.

The feeling of watching yourself being humiliated is like being tortured by a knife, and the blade cuts the flesh of the body piece by piece.

She clenched her back teeth and stared at Shen Mochuan in the mirror with hatred, keeping the humiliation in front of her firmly in her heart, and one day she would take revenge back.

In the mirror, the man is as tall as a mountain, and the woman is as charming as water, and the water flows around the towering mountain
Shen Mochuan watched the two people in the mirror with great interest: "You hate me, but you have to surrender to me, you must be suffering inside!"

Lin Daier's body trembled slightly, and her back froze instantly.

The more she suffered, the more Shen Mochuan frantically tortured her.