She is the world's thousands of styles

The surrounding temperature was as cold as the water in the swimming pool, and it was so cold that people's teeth were chattering up and down.

Lin Dai'er's heart skipped a beat.

This dog man is also shrewd enough, but she didn't intend to hide it, and she couldn't hide it either.

She raised her chin and said with a provocative tone: "I don't dare to be tempted. I just want to be a little special in Mr. Shen's heart."

Time is getting tighter and tighter now, and there are only nine months left, so I can only seek love, even though it is a very stupid thing.

If you want to win Shen Mochuan's heart, you will feel extremely sad, but you can only try, there is no way out.

Shen Mochuan propped his cheek with his left hand, and looked at her sullenly with the kind of eyes that freeze to death.

Seeing that Lin Dai'er had goosebumps all over her body.

When she was about to say a few soothing words to break the deadlock, Shen Mochuan said abruptly: "Today I will give you a chance, as long as you make me happy, I will give you something back."
"what?"

Lin Dai'er couldn't help being a little curious, her eyebrows raised high.

Shen Mochuan replied coldly: "Your video."

Just four words was like a thunderbolt hitting Lin Dai'er, and she remembered that Shen Mochuan was coercing her to take off her clothes.

That is, from that day on, she really fell into hell and dealt with the demon Shen Mochuan.

She had to get the film back, otherwise it would always be a thunderbolt, which could explode at any time, depending on Shen Mochuan's mood.

So without any hesitation, Lin Dai'er replied straightforwardly: "Okay."

After she finished speaking, she found that this task was still very difficult. She wanted to make Shen Mochuan happy?
She raised her head and peeked at Shen Mochuan, not knowing who provoked him today, her face was extremely gloomy, and her whole body was exuding the chill from the thousand-year-old cellar.

The whole room couldn't contain his cold.

How could she make Shen Mochuan happy like this?
kiss him?

sleep him?

This is indeed the first reaction. After all, the best way to tighten the distance between men and women is on the bed, and the fastest way to please a man is also on the bed.

So Lin Dai'er moved her face closer, pursed her lips and kissed Shen Mochuan's cold face.

Shen Mochuan squinted at her with the back of his right hand against his cheek, with undisguised disdain inside, telling her in a speechless voice.

Don't you only know how to use these methods?
Lin Dai'er threw her heart out, rolled up her sleeves, and threw herself on Shen Mochuan's body. That rough appearance was very much like a robber who bullied a woman from a good family.

It's just that Shen Mochuan is a woman from a good family, and she is a robber, and their identities are reversed.

She pressed Shen Mochuan under her body, and immediately pouted her mouth to move closer to his thin and slightly upturned mouth.

At the beginning, she was still relatively restrained, just kissing superficially.

"Ah!"

Shen Mochuan snorted disdainfully, completely ignoring her temptation.

This snort completely angered Lin Dai'er, she insisted on gnawing on him, hanging on his body, caressing and comforting him, trying to penetrate deeply.
But Shen Mochuan didn't give any reaction, those black pupils were surprisingly calm, without any emotion or lust, even contempt.

His mouth was also tightly closed.

Li Dai'er tentatively poked in again, wishing to use all her experience to deal with Shen Mochuan, but he was still unmoved, Lin Dai'er reached into his open bathrobe and imitated his skills.

But Shen Mochuan's whole body was as cold as ice, and he was not interested at all.

She tried her best, but he was unmoved.

This shouldn't be. In the past, Shen Mochuan was still very interested in her. The last time I kissed her, the reaction was very big. What's wrong?

Could it be that she was too active last time, and in Shen Mochuan's eyes, she no longer had the desire to conquer and the sense of mystery?
She went to kiss his ears and neck again, and swam back to his mouth.

When she was anxious like an ant, a sharp pain came from the corner of her mouth.

The pain made her tears come out, Shen Mochuan pushed Lin Dai'er away very rudely.

Lin Dai'er didn't react, she fell to the ground, and her back hit the sharp corner of the chair, causing a dull pain.

Shen Mochuan looked at her coldly, his face was cold and cold: "I'm not interested."

That is, he didn't want to do that to her.

Lin Dai'er is still a little unwilling to give up, she wants to get the film back too much, and wants to join in.

Shen Mochuan grabbed her by the neck like an eagle catching a chick, dragged her to the water's edge, violent like a Rakshasa from hell: "Lin Dai'er, if you act recklessly again, do you believe that I will throw you in?"

There was a slight chill on the surface of the water, and Lin Dai'er couldn't help thinking of the terrible memory of Shen Mochuan holding her under the water, trying to kill her.

That feeling of being drowned and not being able to breathe is just awful.

His body trembled uncontrollably, and his voice began to change pitch: "Okay, I won't move my hands or feet anymore."

Shen Mochuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and ordered threateningly: "Lin Dai'er, think again, how can you make me happy."

Since you can't kiss or sleep, what else can you do?
Lin Dai'er looked at the cold water, swallowed hard and asked, "Mr. Shen, do you have any hobbies?"

"I do, but I've gotten tired of you recently."

He replied bluntly.

Lin Daier's complexion was very awkward. As the saying goes, it makes sense, how long will it be good to treat people with sex?
As expected, Shen Mochuan had no interest in her, which was the biggest bargaining chip she lost.

Shen Mochuan commented mercilessly: "Although your figure is not bad, and you are not ugly, as long as I am willing, there are a lot of girls with better figure and more beautiful appearance than you are waiting in line for me."

The invisible slap slapped Lin Dai'er heavily on the face, these words were not boasted by Shen Mochuan.

In fact, what he said was not exaggerated in any way. The Lin family was only famous in Yancheng, but the Shen family's industries spread all over the country, involving all walks of life.

And now she is just the outdated No.1 Yuan, who has long been replaced by Huo Xiwen from the Huo family.

But she can't give up, and she must not give up this opportunity to get the film back easily.

She could only be cheeky, and asked again: "Mr. Shen, do you like to do other things?"

Shen Mochuan pressed down his eyebrows fiercely, and then pressed Lin Dai'er's neck to the water surface a few more times, so scared that the hairs on Lin Dai'er's body stood up one by one.

His domineering threat: "I want you to think, not to ask me."

Lin Dai'er thought hard, then she remembered her favorite thing to play with, and she had the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and asked flatteringly: "Mr. Shen, why don't I take you somewhere?"

"Is it far?"

"Not too far."

Shen Mochuan didn't let go of Lin Dai'er, just like dragging a puppet, he threw her heavily into the co-pilot.

Wu Zuo wanted to go forward and drive, but Shen Mochuan stopped him: "I'll drive."

Shen Mochuan sat in the driver's seat and started the car skillfully.

Lin Dai'er has known Shen Mochuan for almost three months, and it was the first time she saw him driving, and she felt very uneasy.

Sure enough, the car whized forward like a bullet, and Lin Dai'er was so shocked that her whole scalp was numb, and the so-called speeding gang was nothing more than that.

Lin Dai'er hurriedly fastened her seat belt, her right hand firmly grasped the handrail above her head, and persuaded in a good voice: "Mr. Shen, we can actually drive a little slower."
It's good not to talk, but when she spoke, Shen Mochuan drove even faster, which made her whole heart go up in shock, fluttering.

The car shuttled through the traffic, and almost collided with the car in front several times. Lin Dai'er was so frightened that she dared not close her eyes.

Another driver opened the car window and cursed: "Do you think it's great to drive a car with tens of millions of dollars, drive so fast, and rush to reincarnate?"

When the man met Shen Mochuan's bloodthirsty eyes, he closed his mouth cowardly and pretended to be a camel buried in the sand.

Lin Dai'er nervously grabbed Shen Mochuan's arm, and coaxed in a low voice: "Mr. Shen, did you encounter something unhappy?"
Ever since she answered Shen Mochuan's call, she felt something was wrong.

The car window was opened from above, and the cold winter wind blew in, making Lin Dai'er's body tremble like chaff,

Shen Mochuan slammed on the accelerator again, and was about to drive across the tall bridge.

A strong murderous look flashed across his eyes: "Lin Dai'er, you said that the car fell from the bridge, which one of us has a better chance of surviving?"

Fear enveloped Lin Dai'er like a dense iron net. She clutched her seat belt tightly, trembling when she spoke nervously: "Mr. Shen, just kidding!"

When she was a child, she practiced swimming, but she was afraid of water by nature.Even if grandpa insisted, she still couldn't swim.

And Shen Mochuan is no different from a strong swimmer. If the two of them fell into the bottomless lake, she must be the one who died.

The corner of Shen Mochuan's mouth curled up into a cruel smile, and every word was like an ice knife cutting flesh and blood: "Lin Dai'er, you should have died in prison long ago, but you think that I am tempted, it is simply fantastic."

Yes, she also knows whimsical.

Shen Mochuan's temperament is too unpredictable, cloudy and sunny, sometimes gentlemanly and refined, sometimes violent and cold-blooded, she wished to stay away from this kind of person.

But she wants to live.

The luxury car drove into the bridge and was speeding at the speed of a rocket. Lin Dai'er was so shocked that her pupils shrank violently, she licked her lips nervously and said flatteringly: "Mr. Shen, why do you take risks for people like me? Too It's worth it."
"You are quite self-aware."

Shen Mochuan looked sideways at Lin Dai'er, whose face was as pale as paper, and her lips were bloodless from fright.

She was shaking, trembling all over her body, her hands were tightly grasping the seat belt, and the veins on the back of her hands were bulging one by one.

This made the back of her scarred hands even more ugly, as if her hands and her face were two completely different people.

He asked indifferently and ruthlessly: "You have been in prison for five years, what did you do?"

Lin Dai'er didn't want to go to the prison, but Shen Mochuan's words were like a cold thin knife slicing open a scar that had finally scabbed, and blood oozes from the old scar.

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