Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

The subsequent issues were handled by Jiang Haojing and the police. Mo Chen no longer cared about the large amount of arms and other things found in the manor. He would only cooperate with them this time.

As for why Jiang Haojing, a gangster, can get along well with the police... This is the setting of this world. Jiang Haojing himself also has industries in the white world. Plus, he is the male protagonist, so the plot of the world revolves around him.

How things develop later will just take its course.

After returning home, Lan Qian was inevitably pressed down on the bed by the man.

"Mo Chen, I'm tired today."

"And it's already this late."

She spoke softly, putting her hands on his chest and pushing him very naturally. After all, she was kidnapped today too, couldn't she be allowed to rest for a day?

"Ah."

The man lowered his eyes and responded calmly.

The movements of his hands did not stop.

"Do you know how..."

Seeing that the clothes on her body were getting less and less, Lan Qian's hand on the man's chest became a little heavier, but was easily caught by the man, who held it gently but firmly.

A low, hoarse voice sounded in my ears.

"just one time."

……

The next day, Lan Qian struggled to get out of bed, holding her waist.

"fraud!"

Seeing the host's anger towards the master, the little dumpling who had lifted the shield had become accustomed to it: [Host, the master has tormented you all night again. ]

Then it was puzzled again:

[But host, you can resist, right? ]

The host can obviously use his own strength to resist the master, but every time, the host only uses it to relieve physical fatigue. As a result... the master thinks that the host only looks weak, and becomes more unscrupulous.

Lan Qian's eyes narrowed slightly.

Resist...

That’s a good idea.

"But I like to see him going crazy for me." Her eyebrows curved and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

Little Dumpling: ...

It has never seen its master go crazy.

want to see……

Lan Qian didn't say anything else. No one knew what she was thinking about, and there was an obvious smile in her beautiful eyes.

Mo Chen in this world was too calm and peaceful. Even on the bed, when the darkness in his eyes had almost solidified, the emotion on his face was still forbearingly calm. Only at the end, when he could no longer control himself, would he reveal his most crazy desire.

At first, he would cover her eyes.

Don't let her see that crazy side.

But later on, she didn't even have time to cry. He thought she didn't have the energy to pay attention to him, so he gradually stopped covering it up. Such a crazy and extremely paranoid man would never show up under normal circumstances.

He liked to see her cry.

And she liked to watch his madness.

……

When she left the room, the satisfied man had already prepared breakfast. When he saw her come out, he walked over, gently held her hand, and led her to sit on the sofa in the living room.

"Why don't you get some more sleep?"

Lan Qian glared at him angrily.

If it weren't for him, she would have rested well.

"Okay...it's my fault," he coaxed her, taking a bowl of porridge and blowing on it carefully, then scooped a spoonful with a spoon and handed it to her lips, "Don't be angry, I'll try to control myself next time."

Lan Qian glared at him again.

This statement...has almost zero credibility.

But she was indeed hungry, so she drank the porridge from his hand.

"In a few days, let's go on a trip around the world, okay? You can go anywhere you want, just the two of us."

This was something he had planned long ago.

Some time ago, he went out every day to erase the traces of his existence as Killer K and resolve all the troubles that might affect their stable lives, including Jiang Haojing's.

Although her kidnapping had caused some changes to the plan, everything was now resolved.

From now on, there will be no more Killer K.

There is only the ink that belongs to the shallow depths.

"Okay."

Lan Qian half leaned in his arms and agreed softly.

"After we return from our trip, we'll find a beautiful city to settle down, or we can settle down here. It's all up to you. Does Qianqian have a favorite city?"

Mo Chen held her with one arm and fed her porridge with the other.

"It will be all right."

Lan Qian leaned against him lazily, her slender white fingers pinching the hand around her waist with interest, "As long as you are there, anywhere is fine."

Hearing this, Mo Chen couldn't help but smile.

He gently held the restless little hand, lowered his head slightly and kissed the girl on the lips.

"Qianqian is so nice."

……