Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

I don’t know where this place is. The light in the whole room is dim. There is a window on the left wall of the bed. Lan Qian looks out of the window. It is also gloomy outside, without any sunlight.

It suits her.

and many more!

She suddenly remembered last night...

It might not have been last night. She had no concept of time at that time and could not remember the specific day. But in a daze, when she habitually bit the man's shoulder, she seemed to hear the man ask her.

"Do you like my blood, Qianqian?"

“Is it delicious?”

What was her answer then?

Her mind was not clear at that time, and she could not think about the meaning of his question. Now that she thought about it, Mo Chen asked these two questions because, firstly, he knew that she was sucking his blood, and secondly, he might have known her identity.

No wonder……

Lan Qian's gaze fell on the chain again.

It's not made of silver.

Because you know she is a vampire and you are afraid of hurting her?

"How thoughtful."

So attentive, I like him so much.

【Host, what did you say? 】

The little dumpling didn't hear clearly for a moment, but it saw its host staring at the chain, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

Sure enough, it said that the host liked it too.

【Stay...】

With a "squeak" sound, the door opened.

Before the little dumpling could even see clearly whether the person coming was his master, all images and sounds were blocked by the host.

【…】

It squatted in the corner depressedly.

In the room, Mo Chen, who pushed the door open, had regained his human form. Lan Qian looked up at him. Unlike every time he brought food in for her, this time Mo Chen had nothing in his hands.

Because she is a vampire, she doesn't have to prepare meals.

He really already knew her identity.

Lan Qian narrowed her eyes slightly.

When she raised her eyes again, a faint smile appeared on her delicate little face.

"Mo Chen~"

The man's deep eyes paused, and the next moment, he had come to the bedside, lowered his head slightly, and seemed to glance at the chain on the snow-white ankle, and then his gaze fell on the girl.

His calm expression showed no emotion.

"What does Qianqian want to say?"

The voice was also faint, and I didn't know what he was thinking.

Lan Qian tilted her head slightly and looked at him.

Angry?

How about... being a little angrier?

She gently raised her hand and touched his face. The coat she was wearing slowly slipped off because of her movement, revealing her shoulders as white as cream. The snow-white skin that was covered with countless marks not long ago has now returned to its original state.

Mo Chen's eyes darkened.

"What do you want to know?"

The girl's tone was deliberately slightly raised, and her eyes, which were always clear and transparent, moved slightly. The sparkling light in her eyes was seductive yet with a touch of innocent innocence, so stunning and moving that she looked like the most beautiful rose at night.

It makes people want to take it off.

Mo Chen slightly avoided her gaze, his deep gaze fell on those flawless snow-white shoulders, and his slender fingers gently stroked them.

"She recovered so quickly, how can I leave my mark on Qianqian forever?" He seemed to be talking to himself, but his arms were around the girl's body, and he lowered his head to suck hard on her snow-white skin.

Leaving a deep mark.

"What did Qianqian say?"

Hearing this, Lan Qian seemed to think about it.

After a while, he said:

"What a pity...it seems I can't keep it."

She seemed to be sighing.

She lowered her eyes and saw the deep mark that had just been left behind was fading away at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, the mark had faded away, revealing her flawless snow-white skin.

"look."

She smiled.

As he slowly raised his eyes, his black pupils gradually turned dark red. The ruby-like pupil color was the most distinctive feature of the vampires.

"Can't keep it."

The darkness in the man's eyes suddenly became thicker, and those deep and gloomy eyes seemed to be suppressing something, and seemed to be surging with dark waves, as if they were about to break free in the next moment.

He looked intently into the girl's red eyes.

"What if I insist on staying?"

"That……"

Lan Qian's eyes moved slightly, as if she didn't see the man's extremely dark eyes. Her gaze slowly moved down along the perfect profile, and finally fell on his slender neck.

Having endured it for so long, now she wants to have a taste.

She approached slowly.

The cold white fangs showed and pierced the blue veins.

Instantly, the man held her hand tightly.

One bite, two bites...

Lan Qian couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

Sure enough...the blood here is the most fragrant.

Taking one last sip, she paused.

Licking his wounds.

"My prey."