Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

"The money has arrived, is it time to deliver the goods?" Wen Rulan said as he took off his suit jacket. He loosened the buttons on the collar and looked at Meng Xing's white shirt with dark and explicit eyes. , smiled and asked: "Are you taking the initiative or should I do it?"

Meng Xing looked at Wen Rulan without saying a word for a while. Before Wen Rulan was about to take action, he suddenly stretched out his arm and grabbed Wen Rulan's collar.

Affected by the drug, his fingers had little strength, and Wen Rulan could easily break away, but he lowered his head in cooperation, wanting to see what Meng Xing was going to do.

Meng Xing pulled Wen Rulan towards him and did not stop until their noses touched.

Wen Rulan's arms were propped up on the pillow beside Meng Xing's neck. At such a close distance, he could clearly feel Meng Xing's breath that was fatally alluring to him. The desire he had suppressed for a long time could no longer be suppressed. He lowered his head and wanted to Kiss each other on the lips.

But Meng Xing took the lead and kissed him first.

Being robbed of the opportunity, Wen Rulan was not displeased at all, but was full of surprise and excitement. He couldn't help but clenched his fingers on the pillow, enjoying Meng Xing's initiative.

It's a pity that Meng Xing took the initiative, but he was obviously not very skilled and had no skills at all. He only knew how to put his lips to his lips. Let alone five million dollars. This skill is not worth five hundred dollars.

However, Wen Rulan had no intention of returning the product. He waited for a while and saw that Meng Xing still only maintained the status quo, so he simply gave him instructional guidance.

He pried open Meng Xing's teeth with the tip of his tongue, licked the inner wall of the other person's mouth, and entangled the frozen tip of his tongue for a while.

Fortunately, although Meng Xing was poor in skills, he was not stupid. Soon, he began to have back-and-forth confrontations with Wen Rulan.

In fact, in the later period, Meng Xing had begun to become a guest. Wen Rulan wanted to take a break to relax her breathing, but was forcibly imprisoned here by Meng Xing.

As a result, Wen Rulan became more and more devoted. He was forced to immerse himself in the kiss, trying his best to get some oxygen between the exchanges. Because he was too deep into it, Lian unknowingly changed places with Meng Xing. Didn't even realize it.

The two switched positions, Meng Xing became the one leaning on top, and Wen Rulan became the one lying on the bed.

At the same time, the status of the two people was also reversed.

Meng Xing watched as the five-minute reading went to the last second and finally let go of Wen Rulan.

He did not get up immediately, but lay on Wen Rulan's body and panted for a while to calm down his breathing, and Wen Rulan did the same.

However, while he was calming his breathing, he finally realized that something was not right with his body.

He tried to lift his arm, but it was so weak that it was difficult to tighten his fingers. He looked at Meng Xing above with astonished eyes.

Meng Xing smiled. The muscles in his arms that he used to support his body tightened, and the previous weakness disappeared.

No matter how angry Wen Rulan was, Meng Xing straightened up, stretched his limbs, and buttoned up the clothes that had been untied during the kiss.

Only then did he have time to look back at Wen Rulan. He also sat on the edge of the bed, pinched Wen Rulan's face, and said with a smile: "Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

Wen Rulan didn't answer, just stared at him with her gloomy eyes.

"Hey, you don't have to look at me like that." Meng Xing pretended to repeat what Wen Rulan said before: "After all, I didn't lie. Five million a night, I have to give you something special and unforgettable, right?"

"So..." Meng Xing's tone suddenly became meaningful. He gave it up, turned away from the edge of the bed, and walked to the matching bathroom in the bedroom.

A moment later, Meng Xing appeared in Wen Rulan's sight again, holding a pile of things in his hand, which Wen Rulan recognized as clothes. It's just that the shape of the clothes is a bit strange. There are ears on the hat and a tail on the butt, like some cartoon animal.

Wen Rulan didn't have time to think about how these clothes that shouldn't be in her room appeared out of thin air. With the slight collapse of the outside of the bed, Meng Xing sat back on the bed again. At the same time, he stretched out his fingers. Wen Rulan's shirt buttons.

He started from the top and unbuttoned the buttons one by one, smiling mischievously as he did so: "Do you like cartoon puppy pajamas or little bears?"

Meng Xing finally thought of the Cartoon Pajamas series cards that had been gathering dust in the system warehouse. He would never wear such a childish thing himself, and if it were given to Wen Rulan, Wen Rulan would definitely not wear it either, but...

"You don't want to, don't you? You can't help me tonight!" The evil smile on Meng Xing's mouth widened further.

Seeing that Wen Rulan didn't answer, Meng Xing made a choice: "Puppy, dogs are human beings' best friends."

"No." Wen Rulan, who had been silent since the situation was reversed, finally spoke up.

While speaking, his brows also furrowed tightly, filled with reluctance from body to heart.

Meng Xing didn't want to talk to him at first, because Wen Rulan, a scumbag, didn't care whether the other person wanted to force him or not. Meng Xing decided to teach Wen Rulan a lesson.

It's just that... the fingers that had just unbuttoned the second button were suddenly held by another pair of hands. They were weak and unable to stop him. But Meng Xing still stopped, because Wen Rulan had already expressed his resistance in the best way he could at the moment, and he repeated it again, in a tone of disgust: "No dog!"

Meng Xing was startled.

He suddenly remembered that among the things Wen Rulan hated most, dogs were definitely at the top of the list. The black-backed wolfdog raised by Wen Rulan's father and almost killed Wen Rulan, like most dogs, only lived for more than ten years and had already died when Wen Rulan came to power at the age of eighteen.

However, Wen Rulan was not a person who was willing to let the dog die. He found the offspring of this wolfdog and beat them to death one by one with sticks.

Wen Rulan usually wouldn't go out of his way to torture and kill dogs, but he would never let dogs appear around him. He hated dogs, just like he hated himself who couldn't bear the torture in the past.

After figuring this out, Meng Xing thought for a moment, then suddenly held Wen Rulan's fingers that were trying her best to stop her from changing his clothes, and gently put these weak fingers aside.

Before Wen Rulan wanted to reach out to stop him again, Meng Xing changed his decision: "Let's choose the bear. The bear is stronger and can beat away the vicious dog."

Wen Rulan was stunned for a moment. He froze on the spot with his hand halfway outstretched. He did not retreat, but he also did not resist so firmly.

Meng Xing started to move again. He continued to unbutton the second button, then the third, and fourth... I don't know if there was something wrong with his method of unbuttoning, or if the quality of the clothes was not good enough. The penultimate button near the abdomen was caught by thread.

At first, Meng Xing wanted to untie the thread around the button in one direction, but after trying for a while, he gave up. The threads were so entangled that it was impossible to tell which side to untie.

He couldn't help but complain: "Why are the quality of these clothes so poor?"

He didn't reflect at all that he had ruined the clothes when he unbuttoned them too roughly, and just blamed Wen Rulan's expensive custom-made shirt.

The tailor wouldn't come to argue with him anyway, let alone Wen Rulan.

Wen Rulan's eyes were fixed on Meng Xing, watching Meng Xing help him unbutton his shirt. Because this was the second time he had been counterattacked unexpectedly, his expression was definitely not happy, only cold.

But besides the coldness, something else seemed to be flashing in his dark and deep eyes.

Meng Xing didn't notice what was hidden in Wen Rulan's eyes. After trying to untie the thread to no avail, he simply lowered his head and bit off the knot on the button near his abdomen. The sudden close breath sprayed on the sensitive abdomen, and Wen Rulan's breathing stopped for a moment.

Meng Xing still didn't notice anything strange about Wen Rulan. He was only immersed in the joy that he was about to succeed and let this cold and ruthless scum wear cute bear pajamas.

Meng Xing untied the last button smoothly without being tangled in thread. He quickly went to untie the belt on his trousers, but... his smiling expression suddenly paused along with his movements.

After a while, Meng Xingcai looked at Wen Rulan with an expression of disbelief: "You can react to this? Are you actually a Teddy?"

Although he knew that Wen Rulan hated dogs, Meng Xing felt that there was no more suitable creature to describe him than Teddy. After all, he didn't do anything, but Wen Rulan could...