Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

When Lan Qian woke up, Mo Chen had already left. She lay on the bed for a while, her beautiful eyes staring blankly at the ceiling of the room, and her slender white fingers slowly touched her lips.

I dreamed about it again.

This time the dream was particularly real.

It was as if... that person's warmth was still on her lips.

My heart seemed to be beating faster.

She placed her hand gently on her heart, slowly feeling the heart in her body, the throbbing that could not be ignored or controlled.

Perhaps her heart has already made its choice.

But why do I still feel so reluctant when I think of my brother?

No way.

She can't.

"What should I do...Brother..."

She hugged herself helplessly, as if the guilt of falling in love with two people at the same time made her not know how to face him.

In a blink of an eye, Lan Qian's birthday arrived.

She didn't go to see Mo Chen much these two days, because the dream that became clearer and clearer every night made her hesitate between fantasy and reality, and she was unable to make the choice that Mo Chen wanted.

And these days, things between her and her brother seemed to have grown cold.

Fortunately, my brother hasn't forgotten her birthday.

"Brother...Mo Chen, what have you prepared?"

Lan Qian, with her eyes blindfolded by a soft silk ribbon, followed Mo Chen carefully out of the room and walked downstairs step by step.

"A birthday present for Qianqian."

"You'll see it soon."

Mo Chen kept the question a little bit in suspense.

He gently held her hand and slowly walked down the stairs, through the living room of the villa, and towards the door of the villa.

"arrive."

The ribbon on the eyes was gently untied.

The moment the ribbon fell, countless fireworks rang out, and the fireworks continued to rise into the sky, red, blue, purple... The gorgeous fireworks were like a sea of ​​flowers blooming lavishly, illuminating the entire sky.

It presents a unique visual feast.

Finally, all the fireworks gathered into the most beautiful two lines of words.

[Happy 18th birthday to my beloved Qianqian! ]

[May you be happy every day and forever happy! ]

"Happy birthday, Qianqian."

A man's gentle voice came to her ears, and Lan Qian, who was stunned by the peerless fireworks, came back to her senses slightly. She turned her head to look at him. Under the grand and dazzling fireworks, the man's affectionate eyes reflected in her eyes.

Lan Qian tightened her grip slightly.

Her brother's gaze towards her was so passionate and affectionate that she could hardly bear it. If her brother confessed his feelings again...what should she do?

Mo Chen saw all the girl's nervousness. That was definitely not the nervousness of having chosen him or being ready to accept him. His eyes darkened silently, and he gently clasped his hands on the girl's shoulders and slowly lowered his head.

Sensing his approach, Lan Qian's heart tightened.

Is my brother going to kiss her?

Just as she was considering whether to push her brother away or accept it, Mo Chen's kiss gently fell on her forehead.

The kiss was gone in an instant.

Lan Qian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Like it?"

He must be asking about the grand fireworks display.

And all the preparations he made for her birthday.

"like."

Lan Qian looked up at the birthday wishes formed by fireworks, and then looked at the entire manor that had been redecorated for her birthday. Every decoration was meticulous and detailed.

"Brother, I like it very much."

Because she was so happy, she temporarily forgot what Mo Chen said about calling him by his name from now on, and habitually called him brother.

And Mo Chen didn't seem to notice it either.

It's just that his eyes seemed to deepen a little, but the next moment, he raised his hand and gently touched her head: "As long as you like it."

He took her hand and led her to the elaborately decorated manor.

There are seas of flowers, rockery fountains, and a cruise lake here... Handsome men and exquisite girls are wandering around, and under the soft lights specially prepared, everything is so beautiful and unforgettable.

Finally, Mo Chen took her back to the villa.

Dinner had already been prepared in the restaurant.

This is a birthday party that belongs exclusively to them.

Just the two of them.

"Qianqian, happy birthday."

He raised his glass slightly.

"Brother, can I drink now?"

Lan Qian stared at the wine-red liquid in her hand with curiosity. After all, her brother had never let her touch a drop of alcohol before.

Hearing this, Mo Chen's eyes drooped slightly.

"Qianqian is already eighteen years old and can drink."

"This is fruit wine, the alcohol content is very low."

After hearing Mo Chen's words, Lan Qian felt relieved.

She said happily: "Then I'll toast to brother, thank you for everything you prepared tonight, and thank you for your birthday present."

He raised the cup and took a small sip.

It was Lan Qian’s first time drinking and he felt pretty good about it.

This wine is delicious.

Before she knew it, she had finished a glass.

Mo Chen also drank his own glass of wine, and poured her a second glass of wine, and said with a gentle smile: "Then this second glass of wine, I toast to Qian Qian?"

"Okay."

Lan Qian drank the second cup.

She felt that her relationship with her brother had returned to what it was before, and her brother was finally no longer as cold as he had been in the past few days.

She was so happy that she drank a third cup.

But after drinking the third cup, she felt a little dizzy and sleepy.

"Brother...brother."

The body is a little unsteady.

After taking just two steps, he fell into a familiar embrace.

Looking at the girl in his arms who was becoming less and less conscious, some emotion that had been suppressed in Mo Chen's eyes for a long time seemed to be finally released, and his gentle and affectionate eyes gradually became dim.

He took the cup from the girl's hand and slowly placed it on the table.

The alcohol content is indeed not high.

But the aftereffect is extremely strong.

"Since Qianqian can't choose, then brother will help you."

He gently stroked the girl's eyebrows, looked at the girl who could no longer think about the meaning of this sentence, and a smile seemed to appear on the corners of his lips. Then, he gently picked up the girl and walked upstairs.