Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

"You're making him nervous, aren't you?"

Mo Chen's grip on the girl's hand slowly tightened. He stared at her without blinking, not missing any reaction on her face. His brown eyes narrowed slightly, and seemed to be filled with a hint of sadness.

"Mo Chen, I..."

Lan Qian didn't expect him to be so perceptive. Her fingertips paused for a moment, and within a few breaths she had come up with a plan to comfort him: "I only like you, and I will only like you in this life."

She took the initiative to hug him and avoided answering.

Soothing softly:

"After all, he saved me, and now he's seriously injured. Don't be jealous, okay? I'm only with you."

"Mo Chen~"

Mo Chen's eyes softened.

The girl's words made him feel a little relieved, but he did not completely let down his guard. He avoided answering, proving that his guess was correct, his girl cared about that man, cared about another man.

He didn't even know how much the girl cared about the man.

"Qianqian."

He looked at the girl, his eyes mysteriously deep.

But the voice is still clear.

"Don't forget what you said today."

Otherwise, he would do everything to keep her by his side.

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In the dim room at night, the candle in the room was half-burned. Mo Xuan was sitting alone on a chair in front of the table. His eyes were lowered, and there seemed to be a bloodthirsty mark around his body, but his slender fingers were slowly stroking the teacup on the table.

Suddenly, the slender fingers paused.

Two cold and icy words came out:

"Is something wrong?"

A figure slowly appeared in the room. It was Mo Chen.

A medicine bottle was thrown over, Mo Xuan raised his hand to catch it, and after seeing what was in his hand, he threw it back.

"unnecessary."

Looking at Mo Xuan's appearance, Mo Chen frowned on his emotionless face and said in a cold voice: "You are not hurt?"

He thought of something and his eyes darkened slightly.

"you do this delibrately."

The reason for deliberately spreading the news of the injury was naturally Qianqian.

He really wouldn't give up on Qianqian.

Mo Xuan's expression improved a little. He originally thought that the girl didn't care about his life or death at all. Now it seems that this is not the case. Qianqian is not indifferent to him either.

Thinking of this, he even curled the corners of his lips in a good mood.

"Are you here because of her?"

"She's worried about me."

Otherwise, Mo Chen would not have sent him the medicine.

Finding out that his thoughts had been guessed by the other party, Mo Chen's face slowly darkened, and his tea-brown eyes became deep and gloomy.

He did come here for Qianqian. When the news of Mo Xuan's injury came out, although Qianqian didn't show anything on the surface and even deliberately didn't mention it in front of him, he could see that Qianqian was worried about him.

Qianqian is his, how can he worry about others?

He couldn't let Qianqian keep thinking about this person, so he brought this precious healing medicine.

"It's just because you rescued her from the palace, she is grateful for your kindness," Mo Chen's tone was calm, his voice was clear as usual, as if nothing had happened, "As Qian Qian's fiancé, I will naturally help her repay this kindness."

The word "fiancé" made Mo Xuan's hands slowly tighten.

After a while, he smiled.

"There is more than just gratitude between Qianqian and I. Do you know what happened between us during those three days?"

This one sentence silently caused a dark gloom to appear in Mo Chen's eyes.

Mo Xuan looked at him, his eyes unclear:

"It only took me three days to get back to Zixiao Mountain from the palace. Can you guess how I brought her back?" He said calmly, "It's not just that. The soldiers were chasing us, we were in the same room, and we also..."

"shut up!"

Mo Chen finally couldn't help it.

The depth and richness in those eyes had already been surging.

"Angry?"

Mo Xuan seemed to sneer, "Still don't dare to continue listening?"

"I believe Qianqian." After a while, Mo Chen finally calmed down a little, and seemed to have regained his usual calmness and composure. "She said that she only loves me in this life, and will only be with me."

When saying this, Mo Chen even had a smile on his face. He looked so warm and doting that one could almost imagine how tender and sweet the relationship between him and the girl was.

Mo Xuan's eyes darkened for a moment.

The slender fingers almost crushed the teacup.

He narrowed his eyes, but his tone did not change: "So what? Qianqian may not have me in her heart, otherwise you would not be here. Who can be sure who the person who will marry Qianqian is until the end?"

This is already the biggest provocation.

Mo Chen's eyes slowly grew stern, his voice icy cold:

"You have no chance."

He would never let him have this chance.