She is the world's thousands of styles

The branches of the trees in the cemetery are bare, and there are dense crows standing on them, filled with a gloomy atmosphere.

Shen Mochuan was wearing a condensed black windbreaker, the hem of which swayed in the wind and slapped Lin Daier's cheek fiercely.

He pinched the back of her neck with such force that he seemed to choke her neck: "Kneel down!"

A few days ago, Lin Dai'er really wanted to kneel down to Shen Mochuan, begging him to spare her life.

She turned her head to look at Shen Mochuan with difficulty, and asked seriously: "If I kneel down, will you let me go, will you let Mrs. Lin go?"

Shen Mochuan's thin lips curled up in a graceful arc, but the words were icy: "Lin Dai'er, you are dreaming!"

Yup!

How could Shen Mochuan let her go so easily?
Lin Dai'er's face turned extremely ugly, and then she laughed at herself: "Then I won't kneel."

Anyway, whether she kneels or not, the result is the same, so she can maintain her poor self-esteem.

Shen Mochuan narrowed his long and narrow eagle eyes, and flashed a sinister murderous look: "Lin Dai'er, are you still unwilling to admit your mistake?"

"I'm right, it's not me who is wrong."

Lin Daier gritted her teeth and replied stubbornly.

Over the years, she has always had nightmares, after all, a living person died in her own hands.

Of course, she also prayed for Shen Motian, but legally, she was not at fault for defending her sexual rights.

She fixedly looked into Shen Mochuan's eyes, and continued stubbornly: "If I could do it all over again, I would rather be bitten by a dog, but it's not because I was wrong, but because I spent five years in prison for your brother, and made me suffer. Grandpa's death is too unworthy!"

In Shen Mochuan's eyes, his own younger brother's life is precious, but in her eyes, isn't grandpa's life precious?
We are all human!

The biting cold climbed onto Shen Mochuan's handsome face, covered with a layer of chill, so cold that it could freeze through the heart.

He raised his voice, filled with overwhelming anger: "Lin Dai'er, let me ask you one last time, do you kneel or not?"

Lin Dai'er's delicate face was full of determination: "I don't kneel."

The next moment, Shen Mochuan raised his foot to press her knee socket, so her straight right foot had to bend a little under the pressure of gravity, and finally her knee touched the cold ground.

Lin Dai'er knelt down, but she still wanted to stand up.

Shen Mochuan pressed her left foot fiercely again, pressed her head and knocked heavily on the tombstone.

Boom boom boom!
After knocking her head three times, Lin Dai'er's forehead was bruised, and blood beads fell into her eyes along her eyebrows.

She raised her head to wipe off the blood in front of her eyes, turned her head to look at Shen Mochuan behind her, and met his pair of black eyes that were deeper than the dark night.

"Shen Mochuan, you can use external force to force me to kneel, or even use power to force me to compromise, but you will never force me to surrender to you in my heart."
What is wrong is wrong, what is right is right, no matter how they confuse black and white, they can't change her belief.

There was a violent tornado in Shen Mochuan's eyes, and he sarcastically said: "Really? Then let's continue playing. I want to see if you will admit defeat in the end."

"will not!"

"In this case, let's use external force to force you to surrender on the surface first!"

Lin Dai'er heard the danger from his words, and turned around in a panic to shake off Shen Mochuan: "What are you going to do to me again?"

Shen Mochuan grabbed her by the neck from behind, dragged her out of the cemetery, and slammed her into the car.

He unhurriedly unwrapped the watch on his hand, and smiled coldly: "Naturally, it makes you cry and beg."

She understands, she understands his deep meaning, and she is even more afraid!
Her heart was trembling, and she hid back guardedly, reaching out to open the car door, trying to escape.

Shen Mochuan grabbed her arm easily, pulled her back hard, and threw her back into the back seat.

"Lin Dai'er, how stupid are you? Knowing that you can't escape, you keep running away. Could it be that you want to play hard to get?"

Her injured forehead hit the car glass again, leaving a blood-red mark the size of a finger print on the clean glass surface.

Her mind was so furious that she couldn't find the north.

But when she heard Shen Mochuan's words, her temples jumped up with anger.

Lin Dai'er couldn't bear to retort: ​​"Shen Mochuan, you feel so good about yourself, even if I capture a ghost, I won't capture you."

It is undeniable that Shen Mochuan is very good, the kind of big shot who flies in the sky, but he is the one who wants to kill her.

She doesn't have masochism, and she likes someone who wants to kill her.

This is sick!

The anger that was simmering in Shen Mochuan's heart burned even more vigorously, he was angry.

He was annoyed that Lin Dai'er was disrespectful to his younger brother and never repented, but there was still a voice in his heart telling him that not only that, but something deeper.
But Shen Mochuan refused to think deeply, he pulled out the belt and tied her struggling hands twice, and pressed them roughly under his body.

abnormal!
Lin Dai'er couldn't break free from Shen Mochuan's confinement, and instinctively shouted to Xiao Wu who was driving: "Wu Zuo, help me."

Xiao Wu was so startled that his whole body was breaking out in cold sweat, and he kept swallowing his saliva.

God, it's really a person sitting in a car, and the pot comes from the sky.

At such a time, Miss Lin asked him to save her life, which was obviously stepping on her master's tail.

With his master's paranoid and domineering temperament, he will definitely not let him off lightly.

Sure enough, a demonic smile appeared on the corner of Shen Mochuan's mouth, and he asked coldly, "Xiao Wu, do you want to save her?"

Xiao Wu was so frightened that he could barely grasp the steering wheel with his hands, and he didn't even dare to look back.

He sincerely expressed his loyalty: "I am Mr. Shen's man by birth, and I am the ghost of Shen's family when I die!"

Shen Mochuan pressed Lin Dai'er's chin with steely fingers, and sneered contemptuously, a cold light appeared in his eyes.

"Miss Lin, how stupid are you to ask my people to save you. Even if I tell him to kill you, he will not refuse, do you believe it?"

Lin Daier also belatedly thought she was stupid.

With despair in her eyes, she smiled sadly: "I believe, after all, Mr. Shen is the living king of Hades in Nanzhou, and no one dares to disobey you."

Shen Mochuan's eyes became darker.

Then why did she disobey him again and again?

Why don't you just learn badly and don't make him angry?
Since she was not good, he made her learn to be good and learn to surrender.

Shen Mochuan glanced coldly at Xiao Wu who was driving and ordered: "Put the car aside and get out immediately!"

"okay!"

Xiao Wu replied happily, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

Although he sympathizes with Miss Lin's experience, but his master is too scary, he'd better stay away from the storm, it's safer for him.

The car was parked under a secluded tree, surrounded by suburbs, there were not many people, but there would be a car from time to time.

Lin Dai'er realized Shen Mochuan's purpose, and her mind exploded as if a heavy bomb had been thrown into it.

Her pupils contracted violently, and she cursed inexplicably: "Shen Mochuan, are you crazy? Are you sick?"

This is the side of the road. Although there are few people, it cannot guarantee [-]% safety.

What if someone secretly photographed it?

No, she had to resist. While struggling, she raised her foot to kick Shen Mochuan's bottom.

It would be best for him not to lift for the rest of his life!

Shen Mochuan grabbed her feet with his broad palms, and rubbed the slender and delicate ankles with his fingertips.

He smiled coldly and said, "Lin Dai'er, you're really right, I'm just sick."

Lin Dai'er wanted to pull her foot back, but Shen Mochuan's hands locked her like handcuffs.

She scolded furiously: "Then you go to see a doctor, remember to sign up for mental illness."

Shen Mochuan pulled Lin Dai'er's feet and pulled her into his arms, with a strong masculine breath coming like winter.

Lin Dai'er's hands and feet were imprisoned by Shen Mochuan. She twisted, struggled, and resisted, all in vain.

He bent down slowly, close to her ear, and cursed cruelly: "But I prefer to make others crazy, and take her crazy together!"

She could only stare at him with her eyes. If eyes could kill people, she would kill Shen Mochuan a hundred times, a thousand times.

No, tens of thousands of times, it would be better for him to be scattered and never be reborn forever.

Lin Dai'er didn't hide her hatred, and cursed viciously: "Shen Mochuan, I hate you, you must die a terrible death!"

"Well, even if I die, I will hold you back."

Shen Mochuan also let Lin Dai'er stare at him, clasped his big palm on her lower abdomen, unbuttoned her coat unhurriedly, and slid his big palm into her clothes.

He pressed against her ear like cursing, and whispered like a lover: "Lin Dai'er, you'd better not close your eyes and watch how I possess you little by little."

While speaking, he pulled hard, and the button cracked with a sound of "tearing".
Wu Zuo squatted on the path in the field, biting a cigarette and looking at his watch.

An hour passed, two hours passed
His master should stop, right?

He looked at the outline of the car from a distance, still swaying rhythmically, it seems that the matter is not over yet!

But that's right, other than that woman, his master didn't have any close women around him.

This principle is like that once a monk has eaten meat, he will naturally become addicted to it.

But there were so many mosquitoes in the field that they bit him all over with buns.Although he wants his master to be happy, he really doesn't want to feed the female mosquitoes anymore.

While thinking, Wu Zuo raised his hand and slapped several mosquitoes to death, his blood was all over his palm.

After another half an hour, Wu Zuo's cell phone rang.

There was a slightly hoarse voice from the master: "Come back!"

Wu Zuo immediately threw the cigarette butt into the puddle and ran back in a hurry.

Inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of the situation in the rear seat. His master was calm and composed, even his clothes were neat and tidy, while the young miss of the Lin family next to him was in a panic.

She seemed to be in a coma, nestled limply in the arms of the master.

Her hair was disheveled, her lips were red and swollen, and the corners of her mouth were bruised.

She was wearing her master's black windbreaker, with red and blue brand marks on her neck.
Shen Mochuan's eyes were deep, and he glanced at Wu Zuo and asked coldly: "Xiao Wu, what are you looking at?"

Xiao Wu's neck was cold for a while, as if a knife was aimed at his neck, and it was about to cut his throat.

He immediately retracted his gaze and touched his nose, then replied tremblingly: "Mr. Shen, I didn't see anything."

He tactfully reached out his hand to raise the partition, but found that it was a sports car style, and there was no partition at all.

This is so dangerous.

A cool and icy voice came from next to my ear: "Xiao Wu, are you familiar with Miss Lin?"

OMG, OMG!
The fatal problem was thrown.

Wu Zuo was so shocked that his temples dropped suddenly, and he couldn't speak fluently: "No, absolutely not familiar."

"Oh!"

Shen Mochuan elongated his tone, and there was a coolness in his vocal cords.

He looked down at the comatose woman, his eyes were full of vicious paranoia: "Then how does she know your name?"

Wu Zuo was about to cry.

He has been with the master for many years, and he knows the master's domineering nature best.

No one is allowed to touch even the things he doesn't want, not to mention that he is very interested in Miss Lin now.

He gasped heavily: "Miss Lin asked me last time, and we didn't have more than five words between us."

"Tell me everything you have said. If you hide anything, you will know what will happen."

"Okay, Mr. Shen."

Wu Zuo recounted the conversation between him and Lin Dai'er verbatim, verbatim.

After Shen Mochuan finished listening, he gently stroked Lin Dai'er's moist and swollen lips and her injured forehead with his fingertips.

So ugly!
Did he push too hard just now? He doesn't like women with scars on their faces.

"Hmm~"

Lin Daier frowned slightly in pain, but did not wake up.

Shen Mochuan withdrew his hand, and asked coldly, "Xiao Wu, do you think she is beautiful?"

Wu Zuo's whole body was trembling. No matter how beautiful Miss Lin was, even if she was a fairy, he would not dare to call her beautiful.

So, he turned his head back and said, "Mr. Shen, actually I have an unspeakable secret. I like men. In my eyes, there is no distinction between beauty and ugliness in women."

In order to survive, he can only reverse his gender preferences.

Shen Mochuan nodded indifferently: "Very well, as long as you don't like me."

Wu Zuo has black lines all over his head.

What Miss Lin said was quite right. Sometimes his master was quite narcissistic. He was afraid of him to death. How could he like him?

When they returned to the villa, Shen Mochuan called Rong Hao again.

When Rong Hao saw that the woman on the bed was still Lin Daier, he pulled his face and said helplessly: "My Brother Chuan, do you know that my current job is a movie star?"

Professional matters should be left to professional people.

He is no longer a doctor.

Shen Mochuan sat on the head of the bed, clasped his hands in front of his chest and said coldly: "No scars!"

Rong Hao covered his forehead and sighed to the sky: "Okay, I understand. But, can you always toss people half to death before dumping them to me?"

"My pleasure!"

Shen Mochuan pushed the gold-rimmed glasses and said domineeringly.

Rong Hao was also very speechless, but under Shen Mochuan's might, he had no choice but to tidy up the wound quickly.

Fortunately, the wound was not serious. After applying the medicine, he turned around and told Shen Mochuan: "You remember to ask her to apply the scar removal ointment every day."

"Ok!"

Shen Mochuan looked down at the half-dead woman sleeping on the bed, and asked again: "Can the smoke scar be removed?"

Lin Dai'er has two cigarette scars on her thighs, which really affect her beauty, and naturally also affect her sexiness a little bit.

Rong Hao packed the medicine box and said seriously: "It depends on how deep the scar is. Now there is laser surgery to remove the scar, but it is too deep to repair. I want to take a look first."

As he said that, he reached out to remove the quilt and check Lin Daier's scar.

As soon as a small piece of quilt was removed, Shen Mochuan stretched out his hand forcefully to stop him: "You can't look!"

Rong Hao's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Shen Mochuan and explained in a very professional tone: "Brother, you don't even let me see the scars, how do I know the depth of the scars, and whether they can be repaired? What technology will be used to repair them?"

"Another day, I'll send you a photo."

"Shen Mochuan, you are not reluctant, are you?"

After Rong Hao's words came out, he immediately felt a gloomy chill.

He looked up and saw Shen Mochuan's face was colder than a thousand-year-old iceberg, and his eagle eyes were full of gloom.

Come on, he really hit the spot.

Shen Mochuan's morbid possessiveness flared up again.

Rong Hao rubbed his nose, got up tactfully and said, "I still have something to do, so let's go first."

So he ran out in a hurry. Although we were brothers, he and Jin Tian were quite afraid of Shen Mochuan's yin and yang temperament.

Shen Mochuan seemed noble and elegant, but his methods were notoriously black and ruthless.

One second, he can still smile at you politely, the next second, he can ruin your family and ruin your family.