She is the world's thousands of styles

"Dudududu!"

Suddenly, the cell phone rang in a quiet corner.

Shen Mochuan looked up from the book, and saw a sneaky woman in front of him, who looked extremely wretched.

He closed the book, squinted his black eyes and looked at her with interest.

Lin Dai'er was stabbed like a light, the hairs all over her body stood up, and her feet kicked forward vigorously.

As she walked, she cursed in her heart: That bastard, why call her at this time!

When she was about to walk out of the corner, a hand grabbed her sweater collar from behind, picked her up like a kitten, and pressed her on the bookshelf.

The action was a little rough, and the bookshelves swayed slightly.

Lin Dai'er raised her head in shock, and met Shen Mochuan's overly beautiful face.

She smiled contemptuously, and said falsely, "Mr. Shen, it's such a coincidence that you are also in the bookstore."

Shen Mochuan raised his sharp eyebrows, and glanced at Lin Dai'er with slanted eyeliner: "Are you hiding from me?"

"How could it be? Mr. Shen is a man whom all the rich and famous ladies are trying to find a way to pounce on, and the suitors line up from here to France."

Lin Dai'er had suffered too much from Shen Mochuan's hands, and she didn't dare to offend him easily, so she planned to behave with her tail between her legs.

Shen Mochuan put his left hand on top of her head, and his right hand rested casually on her shoulder, asking aggressively, "Then do you want to pounce on me?"

The corners of her mouth kept turning up: "I'm very self-aware. You have a noble status, and I can't afford it."

Only those silly little girls dared to bump into it, and she wanted to live longer.

On the surface, Shen Mochuan is a cold and abstinent noble son, but when he gets into bed he is the king of beasts, and he beats people to death.

His slender fingers moved up along her shoulders, gently stroking her neck: "What if I let you pounce?"

Shen Mochuan's movements were full of threats. With a little force, he could grab her by the throat and kill her.

But this is a public place, he probably wouldn't do those crazy things, Lin Dai'er was a little bolder, and pushed Shen Mochuan hard.

"Mr. Shen, please respect yourself."

In an instant, icy cold climbed onto Shen Mochuan's handsome face, and the cold air emanating from his body could freeze no grass in the three kilometers around.

He pressed his thumb hard on her fragile breathing tube: "It seems that you don't want to?"

Lin Dai'er was panting slightly, but she looked up at the red camera above her head, and she regained her confidence: "Mr. Shen, this is not your home, the camera will take pictures of your every move."

Shen Mochuan followed her gaze and sneered disdainfully: "Do you think this kind of stuff can threaten me?"

Seeing his face that the heavenly king and I don't pay attention to, she slowly leaked out the confidence that she had finally built up.

She lowered her head and lowered her tone a few decibels: "Mr. Shen, with your identity and status, you must be very concerned about personal privacy. If the camera captures something and then uses it to threaten you, it will be a troublesome thing, right?"

"What you said makes some sense." Shen Mochuan stared at the camera coldly, and ordered domineeringly: "Turn off all the cameras."

Then, the flashing red dot went off.

A gust of cold air shot up from Lin Dai'er's toes, and her heart was trembling with cold: "Is this your shop?"

Shen Mochuan leaned close to her ear, exhaled hot air into the ear hole: "Yes, not right."

A terrifying thought flashed in her mind, and Lin Daier's pupils suddenly dilated: "The gold brick is yours? But it should be an asset under the name of the Song family."

Shen Mochuan remained silent, his eyes full of inscrutable.

She licked the corners of her dry lips, and asked anxiously: "You won't also buy the Song family, right?"

Shen Mochuan nodded indifferently, breaking her last sliver of expectation: "Your news channels are too laggy, this happened yesterday."

Lin Dai'er took a step back in fear, her back bumped against the bookshelf, and she felt a dull pain, but it was far less than the pain in her heart.

The assets of the Song family ranked fourth in Yancheng, and they were also acquired by the Shen family. The other families must have a hard time, and the Lin family is even more dangerous.

Lin Dai'er clenched her hands hanging by her sides, unable to hold on anymore, she stared at Shen Mochuan viciously: "The Shen family is indeed a locust in the industry, and no grass grows anywhere it passes."

The Shen family is a wealthy family in the imperial capital, with a powerful and mysterious backstage background. They took a fancy to that company, and used capital to crush it to hostilely acquire it.

Five years ago, when the Shen family came to Yancheng, all the wealthy families were in danger, and now the Song family has also collapsed.

Shen Mochuan sneered indifferently: "I will take the curses of the losers as words of praise."

Lin Dai'er was extremely nervous, but she still pretended to be calm on the surface: "I will not be a loser, and I will not let you buy our Lin family."

"It's useless to force your mouth, it's only meaningful if you strengthen your strength."

While Shen Mochuan was speaking, he bit her hard again.

A moist and warm touch came from the earlobe, and the familiar numbness came again, making her tremble slightly due to the electricity.

Lin Dai'er was so angry that she gritted her teeth. Last time he made a fuss about her in the hospital, now he is even more presumptuous, even messing around in a bookstore where people come and go.

She wanted to use the old trick to hit Shen Mochuan's forehead again, hurting herself a thousand times and hurting the enemy eight hundred.

Shen Mochuan reacted a step earlier, firmly grasping her hair: "If you hit me on the head again, I don't mind doing something more egregious."

She kept staring at Shen Mochuan, if her gaze could kill, she would tear him to pieces.

Shen Mochuan completely ignored her unwillingness and resentment, and slowly moved his cold lips down the base of his ears, stamping his brand.

Red strawberry prints spread from the neck to the shoulders...

Lin Dai'er held her breath and didn't dare to move, only hearing her heart beating violently.

She bit her lower lip tightly, restraining herself from making any weird noises.

But his hand around her waist was extremely restless, and slipped into her fishtail skirt again, his rough fingertips cruising back and forth...

He pinched her fiercely, and she couldn't hold back a soft note: "Mmm~"

The delicate and soft voice floated in the quiet corner, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, and the water splashed everywhere.

Lin Dai'er was so frightened that her soul would fly away, she looked around nervously, worried that someone would hear her, and even more worried that someone would come in.

"You've responded well."

A fleeting smile flashed across Shen Mochuan's deep black eyes, and he continued to play with it at a leisurely pace.

Lin Daier has been exercising all the year round, her limbs are well-proportioned, her skin is supple and elastic, she is indeed a stunner in the world.

She couldn't bear it anymore, took his hand that was hiding behind her sweater, and begged in a low voice: "Shen Mochuan, don't you do this? Otherwise, can you beat me up?"

It's really shameful, although she also has a rebellious side, she is still somewhat traditional in matters of men and women, otherwise she wouldn't have talked with Fu Sinian for two years, and that kind of relationship hasn't happened yet.

Shen Mochuan's hands were restless, but that ice-sculpted face still had a cold and ruthless expression: "Last time you said you were well-behaved and sensible since you were a child, but now you do this kind of thing with me in public, you must feel uncomfortable inside."