Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

"I'm hungry."

Lan Qian said as she rubbed her waist.

She didn't eat much last night. After tossing and turning all night, not only was she hungry, but her waist was also sore.

Obviously, her body in this world is not weak at all, but she still feels so tired. Especially when she woke up this morning, she felt even more tired than last time. As expected...

It’s all Mo Chen’s fault!

Looking at the slightly annoyed girl on the bed, Mo Chen's eyes softened unconsciously, and he raised his hand and gently touched her head.

"Be good and have breakfast right away."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment.

The action of patting her head seemed like something he had done a thousand times, and he subconsciously wanted to pamper her. However, although they had done all the intimate things, it had only been a few days since they met, and last night was only the second time they met.

What's more, the girl has extraordinary skills and her origins are unknown.

He should be careful.

Can……

"what happened?"

Lan Qian raised her eyes and glanced at him.

"Nothing." He narrowed his eyes slightly, rubbed her head with his slender fingers again, then stood up and walked to the landline, pressed a button on it, and called, "Send breakfast in."

Returning to the bed, Mo Chen looked at the girl who was still rubbing her waist, and he rarely felt a little guilty.

"Are you tired? Can I massage you?"

Lan Qian gave him a suspicious look.

According to previous experience, this person kneaded and kneaded...

"Need not……"

She quickly refused.

But before she could finish, the man had already sat on the bed, and his big hands firmly grasped her waist without giving her any room for rejection.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

……

In the living room of the suite, Song Qi had already brought someone to deliver breakfast. The waiter placed the breakfast on the dining table and left, but Song Qi had to stay a little longer. He couldn't help but take a look at the bedroom door that was not closed tightly.

"It hurts...be gentler."

"Be good, don't move."

……

Song Qi stood in the living room awkwardly, not knowing whether to leave or not.

After a while, the breakfast will get cold.

"Cough cough..."

He coughed twice and gritted his teeth.

"Master, breakfast has been delivered."

"understood."

A voice without any emotion came from the room. It sounded normal as usual, which made Song Qi unsure of what mood his patriarch was in.

But the message had been delivered, and he could go out.

In the bedroom.

Mo Chen adjusted the strength in his hands to a moderate level and gently rubbed the girl's slender waist. From his angle, the purple marks on the snow-white waist inevitably caught his eyes.

He remembered clearly how those marks came about.

The depth in his eyes deepened, and the strength under his big hands seemed to increase little by little.

Lan Qian was keenly aware of this.

If she lets him rub her any further, she might not have to get up today.

She quickly held his hand.

"Okay, let's go eat first."

Mo Chen's hand stopped, and he glanced at her casually, as if he could see her real intention of asking him to stop. A hint of teasing and amusement flashed across his eyes, but he listened to her words and did not continue.

"Alright."

His hands left her waist.

He stood up, bending slightly to look at her, a smile on his lips.

"Shall I carry you out?"

Lan Qian also raised her eyes to look at him, and the two of them met eyes. One of them had deep and playful eyes, while the other had clear and bright pupils. The two of them just looked at each other, and neither of them looked away first.

After a while, a smile appeared on Lan Qian's face.

She held out her hands to him.

"Okay."

The man smiled too.

He wrapped the girl in pajamas and carried her out of the living room.

He placed Lan Qian on a chair in front of the dining table. The table in front of her was filled with exquisite dishes, and there was also a bowl of delicious porridge, which was just what she liked.

She took the bowl of porridge and scooped a spoonful with a spoon.

Not bad, very delicious.

Then he ate it in small bites.

Mo Chen's eyes were always on her, watching the girl eating with relish, some reason, he suddenly wanted to try it too.

Then Lan Qian saw the man suddenly come closer, with one hand on the chair behind her, almost leaning on her.

"Is it tasty?"

A deep and pleasant voice fell into her ears.

Lan Qian turned her head slightly and met his smiling eyes.

"You want to eat too?"

Mo Chen said nothing, just looked at her.

The meaning was very clear, he wanted to eat.

Lan Qian glanced briefly at the table. Although there were many dishes, there was only one bowl of porridge. There was no choice but to eat them all together.

"Now, open your mouth."

She scooped a spoonful and held it to his mouth.

The man actually opened his mouth and ate it obediently.

"It's really delicious."

He sighed with a lazy smile.

"Especially when Qianqian feeds it, it tastes better."

Lan Qian ignored his obvious teasing for the time being and continued to drink her porridge attentively.

Seeing that the girl's attention was all on the bowl of porridge and she was no longer paying attention to him, the man narrowed his eyes slightly.

When Lan Qian was scooping the next spoonful of porridge, her hand was suddenly grasped by slender fingers. Then, the man held her hand and forcefully pushed the spoonful of porridge in her hand to him.

Lan Qian: ...

Next, he held her hand and didn't let go.

One spoon for her and one spoon for him.

The two of them finished the bowl of porridge, spoonful after spoonful.

Lan Qian ate something else.

After she was full, she lazily curled up on the sofa and looked at the man sitting next to her: "Why don't you ask me who I am, why I came to you at this time, or why I showed up last time?"

Mo Chen raised his eyes slightly, his body leaning casually on the sofa, his slender knuckles slowly stroking the watch on his wrist.

"If I ask, will Qianqian tell me everything?"

"Ah."

Lan Qian nodded seriously.

Except for the last teleportation incident, everything else can be said.