Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

"I'm not running away."

Lan Qian's voice was rarely a little weaker.

Last time she had no choice but to do it, she didn't want to do it.

But the man obviously didn't trust these words. He held her hands tighter, making her unable to move at all. His dark eyes showed a bit of laziness and playfulness.

"Do you think you can run away?"

Last time it was an accident, and an accident like that will never happen again.

Just thinking of the hand blade that chopped him off last time... the man's deep eyes were filled with some unknown emotion.

His gaze slowly moved from the girl's delicate little face to the pair of fair hands he held. He paused at the slender white wrists, and there seemed to be a hint of profound meaning in his deep eyes.

Sensing the deep meaning in his eyes, Lan Qian's hands unconsciously shrank slightly. He didn't really want to tie her up, did he?

"I'm not running, really."

She looked at him and quickly emphasized it again.

It was unknown whether the man believed it or not. He loosened his grip on her hand a little, and his deep eyes met hers, with a lazy smile on his lips: "What's your name?"

"Lan Qian."

Lan Qian smiled at him, "You can call me 'Qian Qian'."

"Qianqian..." Mo Chen whispered softly, the laziness in his smile seemed to fade a little. He lowered his head and moved closer to her, his tone unclear, "So intimate, how many people have called you like this?"

Oh, are you jealous?

The smile on Lan Qian's face deepened, and her beautiful and smart eyes blinked slightly with a hint of teasing.

"you guess?"

At this moment, the two of them were so close that they could hear each other's breathing. The man naturally saw the teasing in those beautiful eyes. His eyebrows moved and one hand suddenly clasped her waist.

His movements were too fast. Before Lan Qian could react, he picked her up by the waist and subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Mo Chen, what are you doing?"

The man chuckled, his laughter lazily.

"Didn't Qianqian ask me to guess?"

"What a pity... I don't like to guess."

He walked to the bed in two steps, threw the girl on the soft bed, then moved forward, clasped the girl's hands tightly above her head with one hand, and slowly put the other hand on his tie.

"I don't like to give up halfway, so..."

What happened that night must have a beginning and an end.

The expensive tie is wrapped around the girl's wrist in circles, becoming a rope to tie her up. The girl's fair skin, set against the dark tie, can further arouse the man's destructive desire hidden deep in his heart.

The man's eyes were extremely deep.

The look in his eyes, as if he was looking at prey, was dark and unfathomable, carrying a strong sense of danger and aggression.

Lan Qian's heart couldn't help but tremble.

If it happens tonight...it's still unclear whether she will be able to get up tomorrow.

As her mind turned, she thought of the man's purpose for coming to Haicheng this time, and decisively advised: "Mo Chen, didn't you come here for something important to do? It's not appropriate to do this now..."

"There's enough time."

"what?"

"There is still one day left, which is enough."

The man's bony fingers slowly brushed across his bound hands, his dark eyes tinged with meaning.

He spoke quietly:

"Besides, Qianqian is also very important."

The person I have been looking for for so long finally appears.

How could you let her go?

"Then... can you not tie it up?"

Lan Qian discussed it with him.

Tied like this, she couldn't hug him.

After thinking about it, she struggled symbolically, but unfortunately she was tied up so tightly that she couldn't get free with such a slight force.

"What do you think?"

The man slowly leaned down, gently stroked her delicate little face with his slender fingers, and slowly brushed across her lips, feeling the girl's soft skin, and his thoughts seemed to go back to that night.

His mind recalled her under him that night, and... the final blow that landed on the back of his neck.

He gave her a meaningful look.

"I don't want to... be knocked unconscious by Qianqian again."

Lan Qian: ...

Well, it seems there is no hope of solving it.

At this moment, she didn't know that the man was not only tying her up this time, but that every time in this world, she would be like now, without freedom.

……

The temperature in the room gradually rose.

Deep in love, the man asked again and again in a hoarse voice: "Qianqian, tell me, how many people call you like this?"

"You...only you."

But he seemed still unsatisfied.

"Tell me again, who are they?"

"Only you..."

After saying it countless times, the man was finally satisfied and "generously" let her go, but then he asked another question.

"Qianqian, why are you here?"

"For what, huh?"

"For... for you."

"anything else?"

"Just for you..."

Hearing the girl's answer, the man slowly raised a satisfied smile. Then, he asked several more questions. In the end, Lan Qian herself didn't know what he asked and answered based on instinct.

……

the next day.

Song Qi knocked on the door once, twice, and three times, but the door didn't open.

"Homeowner?"

He was a little puzzled because the head of the family never got up late.

Did something happen?

Just as he was considering whether to go in and take a look, the door finally opened. A dignified and powerful man was wearing a bathrobe, as if he had just come out of the bathroom. However, there seemed to be an indescribable satisfaction between his usually cold brows.

Wait...satisfied?

Song Qi was shocked, but as the most capable subordinate of the patriarch, he controlled his expression very well, without showing any surprise on his face, and said as usual:

"Does the master want to have breakfast now?"

"Wait a little longer."

Mo Chen glanced towards the inside of the house.

From Song Qi's perspective, he actually saw a hint of smile on the face of the patriarch? It must be an illusion.

He rubbed his eyes secretly.

"Yes."

Song Qi was about to leave when he was suddenly stopped by Mo Chen.

"Wait, go prepare a set of women's clothes."

?

Song Qi was shocked again.

Women's clothing?

Is it true... that there is a woman beside the head of the family?

"how?"

A lukewarm voice came.

Song Qi couldn't help but shudder and said quickly:

"Yes, master."

It was not until the door closed again that Song Qi let out a breath.

There are so many strange things happening today.

inside the room.

Lan Qian had already woken up, but was still lying in bed and didn't want to get up.

"I woke you up, do you want to rest for a while?"

Mo Chen came and sat down beside the bed. Perhaps because he was satisfied last night, he seemed particularly easy to talk to today.

"Asshole, it's all your fault!"

Lan Qian glared at him.

"abnormal!"

I don't know when he untied it for her.

Look, her wrists are red, and the two red marks left by the tie on her fair skin are particularly eye-catching.

The man's eyes deepened silently.

He lowered his eyes slightly.

"Well, blame me."

The tie was indeed too rough.

Next time, he should use the softest ribbon.