Alias: "Dressed as a little lolita from the Republic of China, the cold-blooded second master insists on marrying him"
Introduction:
When he was eight years old, Lin Wanzui made the bloody kidnapper's body with his own hands and bumped into Mr. Shen's eyes.
Dressed as a little bitch from the Republic of China? Start in hell mode! The kidnapper's gun was still on her waist. She reached directly into the kidnapper's waist and pressed it with her backhand. The muzzle of the gun was hot - blood spattered on the spot!
Before the smoke cleared, the noble and cold-hearted Second Master Shen, Shen Bai, wiped the blood on her face with a handkerchief, with a playful expression on her lips: "You little wolf, your claws are sharp. Come with me?"
From then on, there was a "little tail" behind Mr. Shen, who was in ups and downs in Shanghai. He personally taught her how to identify poisons and prepare medicines, and took her to observe life-and-death negotiations. There was a mountain of obscure thread-bound books in the study.
"Pet, behave like a pet." He pinched her thin wrist and took away her hand that was touching the gun. There was bottomless control in his eyes.
Occasionally, when he lets her go home, he sees his biological father holding Xin Huan in his arms and laughing happily. Lin Wan lowered her eyes and sneered, and the colorless medicinal powder slipped into the soup cup - she cut off this vein of incense with her own hands!
"Have you learned to clean up the house?" That night, Shen Bai pinched her chin and rubbed it with his fingertips, his smile tempering the ice and... Secret approval.
After ten years of carving, the rose he raised with his own hands finally pierced his palm completely on the night of the coming-of-age ceremony.
The floor-length dress was torn open by him, and with the hot kiss, the man gasped hoarsely in his ears: "I have taught you for ten years... Now, it's time to learn something else."
The red candle burns high, and the word "happy" is dazzling. He invaded her world forcefully, and the tide of love surged.
"Are you afraid?" The gunfire outside the window tore through the long night, shaking off the happy words on the window lattice.
