Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

Soon, the door opened.

The tall man was standing at the door. When he saw her, he was slightly stunned. His eyes fell on the glass of milk in her hand, and he was even more surprised: "Qianqian... come and bring me some milk?"

Because he was at home, Mo Chen's attire was not as formal as in the office. The cuffs of his snow-white shirt were casually rolled up, and two buttons on the collar were not buttoned properly, which added a bit of laziness to the noble man.

"Are you surprised?"

Lan Qian raised her eyebrows slightly.

"I remember you used to like drinking milk."

When Mo Chen first came to the Lan family, he would drink a glass of milk almost every night. Later, the relationship between him and the original owner deteriorated, so he asked the servants not to prepare milk for him anymore.

I wonder if his taste has changed over the years.

Perhaps he was thinking of the things the original owner had done to him in the past, and Mo Chen's eyes drooped slightly.

"The temperature is just right. Here you go."

Lan Qian handed him the milk.

"Thank you."

Mo Chen raised his hand to take the milk. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, when he took the milk, his fingertips accidentally touched the girl's slender white fingers holding the cup.

The moment their skins touched, it seemed as if a gentle breeze was blowing across the calm lake, and the heart seemed to be gently caressed.

"Why don't you drink it?" Seeing that the man didn't move after taking the milk, as if he had no intention of drinking it, Lan Qian raised her eyes and looked at him half-jokingly, "Are you afraid that I will poison you?"

Hearing her voice, Mo Chen came back to his senses.

"Qianqian is joking."

Then he drank the milk.

Lan Qian looked at him quietly, and after she finished the glass of milk, a beautiful smile finally appeared on her delicate face.

"Give me the cup."

She reached for his cup.

Mo Chen naturally didn't want to let her clean up the cups. Although he didn't know whether the girl's behavior today was to show her goodwill to him or for some other reason, as long as she was willing to get closer to him, he would have one more chance.

"No, I can do it myself..."

"How can that be possible?" Lan Qian's smile deepened as she took the cup. "What if when you fall down, the sound of the cup breaking attracts other people?"

"You...what did you say?"

Almost the moment he opened his mouth, Mo Chen felt his body slowly losing strength and his consciousness gradually becoming dizzy.

"Qian...Qian."

……

On the grey bed, the handsome and perfect man quietly closed his eyes, as if he was sleeping soundly. Lan Qian lay beside him, her white fingers tracing his eyebrows and long eyelashes bit by bit...

"Who made you so cold?"

She seemed to be sighing.

But those beautiful eyes were clearly shining with interest: "So, let's play a game?"

The slender white fingers unbuttoned the shirt one by one, and the soft fingertips slowly moved down from the man's collarbone...

early morning.

Mo Chen slowly opened his eyes, and before he could recall what happened last night, he became aware of the warm and soft body beside him.

The girl was lying next to him!

And they were...almost naked.

What shocked him even more was that his hands were handcuffed to the head of the bed!

last night……

By the way, he drank the milk the girl brought him last night and then lost consciousness. The last image was a meaningful smile on the girl’s face.

What happened next?

His usually calm and composed heart was completely confused, but before he could sort out what was happening, the girl next to him had woken up.

"Mo Chen."

She shifted slightly and laid on top of him.

Their skins were touching almost without any obstruction, and they could feel each other's warmth, but there was no sign of anything unusual on the girl's delicate face, as if she was used to it.

"Qianqian..."

Being in such close contact with the girl, Mo Chen's body reacted uncontrollably. He clenched his fists tightly, trying his best to control himself. Fortunately, the girl didn't seem to notice.

He didn't dare look into her eyes.

"Last night, we..."

Lan Qian smiled, her beautiful eyes twinkling slightly.

"Brother Mo Chen, what do you think?"