Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

The room was dark, with only the bathroom providing light.

In the extremely quiet space, every subtle sound in the bathroom is extremely clear.

……

The clock on the wall ticked around and around.

The water in the bathroom had already turned cold, but the temperature of the big bed in the room was gradually rising.

【Host?Host? 】

The little dumpling spoke quietly.

Although it was pitch black in front of its eyes, it still covered its eyes with its short little hands, and its ears stood up quietly.

[The time is almost up, host? ]

Feeling Xiaotuanzi's call, Lan Qian's eyes fixed slightly. She removed the sound barrier a little bit, just enough to ensure that Xiaotuanzi could hear her voice.

"How long...?"

[There is only one minute left. After one minute, you will automatically disappear from this room and return to the place where you first entered this plane.]

As the little dumpling spoke, his ears moved.

It seems like he wants to hear some other sounds.

But I heard nothing.

Alas, what a pity.

“…Okay, got it.”

The man above had no intention of stopping. Lan Qian bit her lip slightly, slowly raised one hand to make a hand blade, and then... suddenly chopped at the back of his neck.

The man groaned.

His body stiffened for a moment, then fell on her uncontrollably.

At the moment of falling, he seemed to have deliberately glanced at her. His eyes were extremely deep, and his dark pupils were like unknown dangerous black holes, with unfathomable darkness.

But Lan Qian doesn't have that much time.

She pushed him aside and let him lie down. She covered him with the quilt and was about to get out of bed. The moment her feet touched the ground, she couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

It hurts so much.

This was the first time my body encountered a man who had lost his mind due to drugs. He had no sympathy at all and I was tortured for so long.

She endured the discomfort and went to the bathroom to pick up the clothes thrown on the floor. After putting on her clothes, she returned to the room. Looking at the man sleeping quietly, she couldn't help but gently stroke his cheek with her fingers.

"Mo Chen, I'll come to you right away."

【Host, the time has come. 】

Little Dumpling urged.

The next moment, Lan Qian disappeared from the room.

early morning.

The sunlight filtered through the gap in the curtains and fell onto the big bed in the hotel room. The man on the bed suddenly opened his deep, dark eyes.

A familiar scene, he was still in the hotel suite.

Hot scenes flashed through my mind.

last night……

Everything in the mess on the bed was indicating something. He stood up, and the back of his neck seemed to still hurt slightly with this movement. He raised his hand and slowly touched the place where he was struck, and that exquisite and beautiful little face seemed to appear in front of him.

There was an undercurrent in those dark eyes.

The door opened, and the subordinates guarding outside immediately said respectfully:

"Master of the house."

The man was already dressed neatly, a well-tailored black suit that perfectly wrapped his tall and slender body. He raised his hand and lightly clicked his cuffs, exuding an indescribable noble aura.

"Song Qi, who was the person who came in last night?"

Hearing the man's question, the young man named Song Qi raised his head in surprise and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Master, are you talking about last night? I was guarding here the whole time last night, and no one entered your room."

"you sure?"

There was no emotion in the man's voice.

It can be seen that the patriarch is not in a good mood, and he is not joking. Song Qi straightened his face and said respectfully: "Yes, no one is approaching the entire floor."

According to the head of the family, someone broke into the room last night?

And they didn't notice anything?

How can this be?

But judging from the patriarch’s appearance, the medicine... seems to have taken effect again?

Song Qi had no idea what had happened last night. He just lowered his head respectfully, waiting for the master's instructions.

The air became silent and all the bodyguards dared not make a sound for fear of angering the man.

After a long while, the man finally chuckled.

That laugh was inexplicably chilling.

The bodyguards couldn't help but shudder.

"Heh...Interesting."

-

Lan Qian was on the top of a tall building. Not long after she was called back, she heard footsteps coming from the other side of the door. After a while, the door on the top floor was opened, and a very capable-looking woman appeared in front of her.

"Lan Qian, it's a good thing you're here."

"Your communicator has been unreachable, so I had no choice but to come up to find you."

Lan Qian looked at her calmly.

At present, she has not yet received the plot and the memories of the original owner. She doesn't know who the person in front of her is, where they are now, and she doesn't understand anything yet.

As for the communicator, she lowered her eyes to look at the ring on her hand. It had been soaked in water for such a long time last night, so it should be broken, right?

[Host, this person is the companion of the original owner. They belong to the same assassin organization. They came out this time to carry out a mission. In addition to the two of them, there is another man downstairs. That man is the leader of this mission team and is temporarily the superior of the original owner and this woman.]

Little Dumpling quickly reminded.

The woman was obviously a man of swift and decisive work style. After she finished speaking, she threw a communicator over and walked towards the door. "Let's go. I've already done the survey. The target will appear at the meeting place on the 15th floor at 10 o'clock this morning. According to the plan, we should get ready first."

Lan Qian raised her hand and took the communicator.

He lowered his eyes slightly:

"I have something else to do. I'll come down to see you guys later."

Hearing this, the woman turned around and looked at her, but didn't say anything. Although they didn't have much interaction in normal times, she still trusted Lan Qian's abilities as a killer and his loyalty to the organization.

"Okay, I'll go down first."

Only after she left did Lan Qian prepare to take on the story of this world.

"Duango."

[Okay host, the plot will be transmitted immediately! ]