Quick Wear: The Villain's Soft Beauty

At night, when the community should be busy, every household kept their doors closed because of a major criminal case.

The huge park was chilly and cold, with a slightly eerie and scary atmosphere.

As soon as Cheng Muyang stepped into the community garden, he felt such a desolate feeling.

He sighed in his heart, fearing that the price of this luxurious and high-end Lijing Bay would drop drastically within half a year, and the rich people would move out one after another.

After entering the elevator, she pressed the button for the 28th floor, holding a fruit basket in her hand and a bouquet of beautiful roses in her arms.

He wanted her to understand his feelings, so he gave her roses to represent his ardent love.

Li Yanxing was busy in the kitchen. When he heard the doorbell ring from the entrance, he was slightly startled.

His originally gentle black eyes suddenly turned fierce. He stopped stir-frying, turned the fire to the minimum, and walked towards the entrance with a "fireworks" aura.

It must be that kid Lin Feng, who came back shamelessly after saying those harsh words.

He suddenly opened the door and was about to make a sarcastic remark when a bunch of fiery red flowers suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Lin Feng, you..."

The words that were about to come out of his mouth stopped abruptly, and his eyes looked up and stopped at Cheng Muyang's amorous face. His gloomy expression became several shades darker.

"What are you doing here again?"

Li Yanxing glanced at what he was holding and said bluntly, completely treating himself as the man of the house.

Cheng Muyang took back the rose that was handed to him, his face darkened, and he asked an irrelevant question, "Why haven't you left yet?"

"Where's Lin Feng? Isn't he watching over Lulu in there?" He said as he looked up inside.

She looked cautious and defensive, as if she was afraid that Li Yanxing would monopolize her lover, and glared at him with disdain.

Li Yanxing instantly burst into laughter out of anger. It seemed that he was still too low-key, allowing them to become so self-righteous.

He actually ignored a living person like me and coveted the woman behind me! He is simply courting death!!!

He held the door with both hands, forming a "fence" at the door, blocking Cheng Muyang in front of him.

She grinned with pride and complacency, her smile was wanton and wicked, regardless of her image as a gentle actor. Wearing a scarlet floral bib, she looked like a peacock competing with a male for a mate.

"Officer Cheng, you'd better go back! I'm taking good care of the people, so I won't worry you. Besides, I don't want to trouble an outsider. It's embarrassing to run back and forth repeatedly."

After he finished speaking, Li Yanxing looked at him "kindly" with smiling eyes.

Cheng Muyang lowered the hand holding the rose, and looked back at him provocatively with a calm tone.

"Look at you, maybe you have misunderstood! As a people's policeman, I come here for routine visits and to inquire about the victim, how can this be considered trouble?"

Two men, each replying with a sentence, the scene of swords and sabers is comparable to the competition for favor in the harem.

The noise at the door woke up Su Lulu who was lying in bed.

She got up with some difficulty, grabbed the silk nightgown from the bedside, wrapped it around herself, and stepped on the ground in her cotton slippers, which were still a little soft.

The closer she got to the door, the more distinct the male voice became, and she couldn't help but wonder who Ah Yan was talking to.

He gently pushed the door open and tentatively called out towards the entrance, "Ayan! Who are you talking to?"

The sound of the bedroom door opening, along with a faint female voice, reached the ears of the two people at the door.

Li Yanxing looked slightly stern. He glared at Cheng Muyang who was looking happy, then turned his head and shouted inside: "No one, it's the delivery man, you've got the wrong place."

The girl blinked her watery eyes and asked doubtfully, "Really? Then why did it take so long?"

She was about to go forward to take a look, but Cheng Muyang, who was outside the door, was afraid that she really believed Li Yanxing's lies, so he quickly shouted, "It's me, Miss Su!"

"Officer Cheng!"

Hearing a familiar voice coming from outside the door, Su Lulu shouted out in slight surprise.

Ignoring the soreness in his body, he quickly took a few steps forward and saw Cheng Muyang carrying something in his hand and being stopped outside the door by Li Yanxing.

Just as she was about to speak, she caught a glimpse of the floral apron on the man and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Ayan! You...haha..."

Hearing the voice, Li Yanxing leaned against the door frame and turned his head to look at her. He saw her smiling like a flower, walking out in a cool nightgown.

He frowned and couldn't help but shout, "What are you doing out? Go back quickly."

Su Ruoru held her belly with her hands, her eyes red from laughing, and she didn't take his words seriously at all. His funny appearance now was not as fierce as when he was in bed, and she was not afraid of him.

Cheng Muyang stood outside the door, watching the two of them flirting intimately like lovers, completely ignoring his existence, and he couldn't help feeling a little bitter.

"Miss Su!"

He frowned and spoke again, interrupting them, with a hint of grievance and anger in his tone.

Su Ruoru then raised her head and looked at him. There was still some mist in her eyes, and her little face as pink as jade made her look like an exquisite jade artifact.

She suppressed her smile and called out to him tenderly, "Officer Cheng."

The girl's ethereal and charming voice dissipated a lot of the unhappiness in his heart, and his cold eyes became gentle and tender.

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile, and glanced at her casually. Seeing that she was fine, he said, "Wouldn't you like me to come in and sit down?"

The girl seemed to have just woken up from a dream and pursed her lips embarrassedly, "Sorry! Please come in."

Su Ruoru turned sideways and wanted to take the thing from his hand, but the man pulled his hand back. She was stunned and looked at him in confusion.

Cheng Muyang blushed when she looked at him, and awkwardly pushed the red rose in his left hand into her arms. He walked into the kitchen with a fruit basket in one hand, looking very familiar with the place, as if he was returning to his own home.

When Li Yanxing saw that his woman was holding a bunch of bright red roses given by another man in her arms, his face immediately turned completely dark.

"This flower is an eyesore, don't accept it from any man!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pulled the red ball out from the girl's arms. It drew an arc in the air and fell steadily into the trash can in the living room.

Su Ruoru had no time to stop it and could only watch as the bouquet of flowers hit the edge of the bucket and the petals scattered all over the ground.

She hadn't even had time to warm the flower before it was gone.

"Ayan, what are you doing?!" She frowned and glared at him in dissatisfaction. Someone threw away the gift given by others in front of the guests.

This is so rude! She couldn't help but suspect that his humble and polite image was always an act.

If it was true, the original owner liked him so much because of his humble and gentle qualities, and all this was just an illusion.

Now that I think about it, it’s really terrifying that a person could achieve flawless acting skills for many years.

Li Yanxing raised his eyebrows when he saw her becoming suspicious. When did she become so smart? According to the few contacts he had with her before, she should be a vulgar and stupid woman.

Hiss! ———It seemed that night...she became very different.

Afraid that she would doubt the perfect image he had worked so hard to create, the man immediately suppressed all his hostility, relaxed his stiff face, and revealed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"I'm sorry, I care about you too much and can't tolerate anyone else's coveting of you. I think... I should leave and calm down first!"