Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

Half asleep and half awake, Lan Qian felt the man moving again.

She pushed the person on her body in a daze.

"Stop messing around...Mo Chen."

She had been tormented enough tonight.

But when he heard her subconscious coquettish words, the man paused for a moment, and then became heavier.

Lan Qian couldn't help but open her eyes.

Her long curled eyelashes had just opened, and before she could see the person on her body, a big hand covered her eyes.

In an instant, Lan Qian's consciousness became a little clearer.

Mo Chen never covered her eyes.

He preferred to have her look at him.

Could this be... Mo Chen?

She tentatively reached out and hugged him, and sure enough, the man's body stiffened slightly, but quickly recovered.

"Mo Chen?"

Lan Qian's vision was blocked, so she couldn't see the expression in the man's eyes, but she could feel that every move he made was very gentle, as if he was treating her like a fragile porcelain doll and protecting her with great care.

Compared with Mo Chen, it's almost the opposite.

"Who is Qianqian calling?"

Mo Chen's eyes were dim and difficult to discern. In fact, he already had a guess in his mind that the girl might have recognized him, otherwise the word "Mo Chen" would not have been in a questioning tone.

She recognized him, but was not repulsed.

Qianqian, you have feelings for me too, right?

"You are the Mo Chen I met in the underworld, right?" Lan Qian slowly put her hand towards his face, stroked his face along his eyes, and said softly, "I remember our first meeting, and every moment we were together."

"Then Qianqian..." Mo Chen's heart couldn't help but tremble. The depression that had been weighing on his heart for a long time seemed to dissipate all of a sudden. He paused, but couldn't help but ask, "Qianqian, do you like me?"

Lan Qian did not answer immediately.

She slowly grasped the hand covering her eyes and gently took it away. The man did not stop her and the big hand was easily removed.

Eyes facing each other.

The man in front of her still had the same noble and dignified temperament, but his eyes, which were usually calm and indifferent, were now filled with bottomless darkness and desire.

"Qianqian, are you happy with me?"

he asked again.

The dark eyes stared at her intently.

Lan Qian smiled faintly, hugged him gently, and whispered softly in his ear: "Mo Chen, you are so silly. If I didn't like you, how could I let you get close to me?"

Not to mention, being as intimate as it is now.

Hearing this, Mo Chen's heartbeat went out of control.

The warmth in the girl's smile and words is like the warm sun shining through the mottled shadows of the trees, seeming to be able to shine into any dark corner.

All the sorrows, pains, and endless torment of unrequited love from the past disappeared in this instant.

From hell to heaven, that's all.

"Qianqian..."

He hardly knew what to say.

It turned out that from the beginning to the end, the girl did not recognize the wrong person. Her affectionate actions towards him were not because she mistook him for another personality. She also liked him, and the one she was close to was him.

"I am very happy, really very happy..."

Mo Chen hugged her tightly.

"Say it again, please. Say it again that you like me."

"I like you, don't I..."

The girl's lips were blocked.

The night is dark and the palace is filled with another spring scene.

……

the next day.

It was already daybreak when Mo Chen woke up. He habitually looked at the girl in his arms, watching the girl quietly nestling in his arms with one hand gently on his body, a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

But the next moment, that smile froze on his lips.

On the girl's snow-white neck, a little below her small earlobe, there was a conspicuous and glaring mark on her smooth and white skin. If you look closely, you can see faint teeth marks around the mark.

boom!

His mind went blank for a moment.

That mark... He remembered it very clearly. He didn't leave any mark in this place last night.

It's that trash!

Mo Chen's eyes suddenly became extremely sinister, he clenched his palms, and the next moment, his figure suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"What did you do last night!"

The personality in front of him was trapped in this shackle, and he still looked dignified and elegant in his white clothes, but his brows, which were exactly the same as his, now revealed a hint of indescribable satisfaction.

Anger welled up in Mo Chen's eyes, and his grip tightened.

The meditating man slowly opened his eyes and looked at the extremely violent personality in front of him. He spoke quietly:

"Didn't you guess it?"

"You touched her!"

Mo Chen's voice was as cold as a thousand-year-old pond.

If there was still a glimmer of luck just now, then after seeing Mo Chen, he was completely sure that after he fell asleep last night, the main personality used some method to get rid of the shackles and control the body, and with the girl...

"She's not just yours."

Mo Chen stood up slowly.

As he stood up, the invisible shackles surrounding him broke bit by bit, and finally, disappeared completely.

"It's more mine."