Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

Her beautiful eyes moved slightly, as if she was observing something, but the strangeness in her body that could not be ignored and the hot body holding her made her immediately understand the current situation.

...as expected.

When she sealed her memory, she had a sudden idea and deliberately did not choose to restore her memory on her eighteenth birthday, but postponed it for two days, just to see how long he could endure after she turned eighteen.

Sure enough, the result was as expected.

He attacked her as soon as she came of age.

animals.

But what about that dream?

Lan Qian, who has received all the memories of the past ten years, naturally knows that she has been having a dream for the past year, and she also knows that the dream is the story of her and Mo Chen in the previous world.

Perhaps it was because her power in the small world was restricted. As time went by, the seal loosened. Therefore, the closer it was to the time of being unsealed, the clearer the scenes in the dream became.

"fool……"

"You're jealous of yourself again."

She caressed his brow tenderly.

As if he sensed her touch, the sleeping man frowned slightly, and his arms around her unconsciously tightened.

Very possessive.

Seeing this, Lan Qian couldn't help but laugh.

She leaned gently against his chest, letting him hold her.

"Don't worry, I'll hold you."

"It's all yours."

……

When he woke up in the morning, Mo Chen looked at the girl who was lying obediently in his arms, and a smile unconsciously appeared in his deep eyes.

The girl was still asleep, her delicate and beautiful little face pressed against his chest, her hands in her sleep gently and dependently hugging his waist, her whole body completely enveloped by his scent.

He couldn't help but raise his hand and touch her face.

When his hand touched her, the girl seemed to sense something and slowly opened her eyes. The girl who had just woken up was still a little hazy in her eyes, and she subconsciously leaned towards him again.

"Mo Chen..."

She gently grasped his moving hands.

The slender white hand had no strength and was easily held by the man. With his other hand, he held her and turned over slightly, and Lan Qian was pressed under him.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

He bent down and kissed her lips tenderly.

"Did you have any dreams?"

Mo Chen was not completely relieved about that dream, and he was not sure that the girl would no longer dream of that man after being with him. But no matter whether she would dream of him again or not, he had to make sure that he was the only one in the girl's heart.

"Dream..."

Lan Qian was now fully conscious. When she heard him ask this question, she immediately understood what he really meant.

But it seems... he is quite "tolerant" about this matter?

Looking back on his previous memories, when he first knew that she liked the "dream man", he seemed to accept it very calmly. He knew clearly that she liked "another person" in her heart, but all he did was to plan to take her for himself on her birthday?

Yes, Lan Qian, who had recovered her memory, could easily see that he had deliberately made her drunk on her birthday.

The chains that were common in the past are not there.

There is no small dark room either.

She narrowed her eyes dangerously.

Such a gentle method... totally unlike him. Doesn't Mo Chen in this world love her enough?

"Qianqian?"

Not hearing the girl's answer, Mo Chen raised his hand and looked at her.

But the girl gave him a gentle smile.

"Of course I dreamed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Chen's eyes paused slightly, and the hand holding her tightened slightly, but Lan Qian didn't seem to notice his strangeness at that moment, and continued to smile and said:

"And...I also saw what he looked like."

"Brother, do you want to know who he is?"

Mo Chen's hands clenched into fists uncontrollably, and the cold darkness in his eyes slowly condensed, but he leaned over and gently leaned against the girl's neck, preventing her from seeing the true emotions in his eyes.

"who is it?"

His voice was surprisingly calm.

It was as if he was just asking about a very daily and trivial matter.

Sensing the emotions he was trying hard to control, Lan Qian's smile deepened and a hint of intelligence flashed in her eyes. She stretched out her hands and slowly hugged his body, slowly moving her rosy and tender lips to his ear.

"He is... your brother."

Hearing the girl's answer, Mo Chen suddenly paused.

He seemed unable to believe it, and after a while he slowly raised his head. His dark eyes seemed to flash with hidden joy, and also seemed to silently surge with a lingering, deep, and dark feeling.

"Qianqian said...who is it?"

Lan Qian looked at him intently and tenderly, touched his cheek gently with her hands, and took the initiative to press a light kiss on his lips.

"It's you."

"only you."