After the Internet was hacked, she did not talk about martial arts on variety shows

Shen Zhuiqing was the first one to leave the villa, without bothering anyone in the Chen family, she called Xie Anan to pick her up.

There was a drunk man in the car, Xie Anan didn't dare to drive fast: "You can get drunk even after drinking champagne? Your drinking capacity has deteriorated, ancestor."

The person in the back seat was silent, the window was fully open, and the wind was blowing. She lay on the window and looked outside, but there was no focus in her eyes, hanging there like a shell.

Xie Anan drove to a small park road and stopped, got out of the car, took two bottles of water from the trunk, got into the back seat, and handed her one.

With her appearance, it was obvious that something was wrong.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Xie An'an has a carefree and informal personality, but she is not lacking in the care that a woman should have. Shen Zhuiqing's appearance is either broken in love or owed money.

The odds of being owed money are too low.

That's the man: "Break up with the big boss?"

Shen Zhuiqing twisted her body, took her water, unscrewed the cap, and drank half of the bottle in one gulp.

"It's not a mess, it's just breaking up." Until this moment, Shen Zhuiqing felt like waking up from a dream, but this feeling was not pleasant at all, her heart was hurting, and every time she took a breath, it hurt.

No wonder, there is such a thing as martyrdom in this world, and it turns out that it really hurts so much that life is worse than death.

Xie An'an had never seen her like this before, and she felt like she was done for: "Shen Zhuiqing, I warn you, you are an actor, you have a bright future, don't do stupid things, there is not only one man in this world .”

"That's right," she laughed suddenly, nervously, "There are many men in this world, help me find one, I want someone who is handsome, has a good figure, and has great skills!"

Xie Anan: "What technology?"

Shen Zhuiqing didn't say this kind of thing before: "Skills in bed."

Xie An'an picked up the mineral water bottle and knocked on her head: "Shen Zhuiqing, wake me up, you are a goddess, not a female neurosis."

What goddess?She is not as good as Lin Misen as a goddess.

Over there at the villa.

Halfway through the tortoise, Lin Misen sneezed, and then she hit the tortoise.

The loser will be slapped on the forehead by others.

Chen Congye and Chen Congyu didn't play, they sat and watched.

Shen Sirong was the first to win. He stretched out his hand and flicked Lin Misen's forehead. She closed her eyes in pain.

When he opened his eyes, his forehead was a little red.

Chen Congye stood up suddenly: "Director Shen, come over here, I have something to tell you."

Shen Sirong followed him outside the gate: "Tell me what's going on."

The light at the door turned on automatically, and the shadow on the ground was stretched very long.Chen Congye drove away the passengers with a serious expression: "You can go back."

Shen Sirong felt that he was getting more and more strange: "What? Are you afraid that I will spoil your good deeds?"

This is a tentative tone.

Chen Congye turned around and entered the house, closing the door behind him.

The man at the door stood for a while, with a cold and playful smile on his lips.

At 09:30, it was getting late, and Lin Mizi's bedtime was stipulated before ten o'clock.

Lin Misen sent a few people out, took his younger sister upstairs, and waited in the room for her to take her medicine after taking a shower, and then went to bed before Lin Misen left.

Her room was directly opposite, the door was pushed in, the lights were turned on, and someone was sitting on the sofa waiting for her.

"Is something wrong?"

His hair is grey, and his sitting posture is quite rough, like a street hooligan, but with a good face, he is a handsome street hooligan.

This person was Shen Sirong: "Why aren't you surprised at all?"

Lin Misen closed the door, and stood close to the door, without any intention of approaching: "Yes, my heart was shocked."

He smiled, raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "Come here."

The balcony door was open, and the wind rustled the leaves.Lin Misen stood motionless.

"Not coming?" Shen Sirong stood up with a smile on his face, "Then I'll go." He was wearing a black windbreaker and took two steps, his slender shadow covered the sky like a dark cloud.

Shen Sirong was the same height as Chen Congye, when he approached, she would look up at him.

Raising his hand, he gently tapped her forehead with his fingertips: "It's all red," he asked, "Does it hurt?"

Unlike Chen Congye, the temperature of his fingers is freezing.

Seemingly upset, Shen Sirong poked her forehead again with his finger: "Lin Misen, I'm asking you something."

From the moment he approached, Lin Misen felt a strong 'murderous aura', very similar to hers, no, it should be said to be very similar to how she felt towards someone in her previous life.

Shen Sirong became impatient, and grabbed her chin with his hand and lifted it up with little force: "Chen Congye seems to really like you." He stared at her small mouth, his Adam's apple rolling, "I want to know too, What does it taste like to you?"

When the words fell, he lowered his head——

Lin Misen frowned, and pushed his knee up——

He was held down by one hand——

At the same time, she punched his stomach with her fist——

Shen Sirong easily held the other hand in his palm, followed her strength, and threw him towards the bed——

Face up, Lin Misen was thrown onto the big soft bed!
As Shen Sirong approached, she instantly raised her feet, and before she could kick him, she was stopped again.

He grabbed her ankles, pulled her down, clamped her legs with his knees, then lay forward, pressed his hands on both sides of her cheeks, and smiled lowly, "Not bad, how did you learn kung fu?"

Lin Misen didn't expect his martial arts to be so powerful, she didn't touch him with a single move.

If you can't beat it, then you can only resign yourself to fate.

"What do you want?"

"Didn't I say it?" He lowered his head and smiled softly in her ear, the voice seemed to come from the abyss, it was clearly a pleasant voice, but it was creepy to hear, "I want to taste your taste. "

Lin Misen's body froze for a moment, and now she wanted to struggle again, desperately, but she raised her hand a little, and he grabbed it immediately.

He raised his head, and the two looked at each other.Shen Sirong stopped smiling, and asked seriously, "Can I not do it?"

Lin Misen frowned, with obvious disgust and resistance in his eyes: "What are you talking about?"

If it were another woman, how could he have the patience to explain and ask.Shen Sirong asked again word by word, with a very unhappy tone, "He can, why can't I?"

What the hell is going on with this guy?
Lin Misen wanted to lose her temper, but she was afraid of provoking this psychopath, so she restrained the sharpness in her eyes: "Speak up if you have something to say, I didn't say you can't." What is it?
Shen Sirong was stunned for a moment, and let go, Lin Misen immediately retracted his legs and jumped onto the bed.

He clasped his hands, and said in a simple way: "Take off your clothes."

As soon as the voice fell, the door was pushed open.

Seeing this scene, Chen Congye paused slightly, and panic flashed in his eyes for a moment, but he quickly regained his senses, walked in slowly, and closed the door.

"What are you doing?" He asked Shen Sirong, "Director Shen, do you know that you are breaking into a private house?"

Being disturbed by something good, Shen Sirong was not only not angry, but also felt that he raised his hands in surrender: "I'll go, let's go."

Then he left from the balcony.

Lin Misen heaved a sigh of relief and sat on the bed.

Chen Congye closed the doors and windows, locked them tightly, and drew the curtains, before walking to her and sitting down: "What did he do to you?"

"It's okay," she just wanted to hide her hand when he found her.

The wrists of both her hands were half red.Chen Congye looked distressed, his eyebrows tightened unconsciously, he held her hand, put it to his mouth, and kissed the reddened place lightly.

Both hands were kissed.

Lin Misen came to his senses and wanted to take it away, but he refused, and pulled him into his arms.

"I'm sorry, Mi'er." Chen Congye couldn't imagine what would happen to her if he came a step late, "I should protect you."

The word protection is reversed in Lin Misen's dictionary. She has always been on the side of protecting others since she was a child, and no one has ever protected her.

What about the previous life?
Did this man protect her in his previous life?