Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

Mo Chen took Lan Qian directly to Lingquan.

He didn't say a word along the way. He didn't mention why the girl left Qiongling Peak or what happened to her when she met Jun Xieshang. It seemed as if bringing the girl back was just a task. He put her next to the spiritual spring and prepared to leave.

"and many more."

Lan Qian grabbed his hand.

At that moment, the Immortal's hand paused.

But he didn't move and let her hold him.

"Why did you come to me?"

His figure was reflected in the girl's clear eyes. She took a step closer to him, and the distance between them was almost touching. The girl's fragrance lingered around him again: "You are worried about me, right?"

Lan Qian approached, but Mo Chen did not move.

He didn't look at her, but said calmly:

"The daily spiritual spring cannot be interrupted, otherwise all efforts will be in vain."

This was the time when the girl would soak in the spiritual spring every day. She hadn't come back, so he could only go find her. As for why he made exceptions for her again and again, he couldn't think deeply about it.

"So the Immortal Master is worried about me," Lan Qian slowly leaned closer to his ear, looking at his still indifferent expression, her eyes flickered slightly, her warm breath gently caressed his neck, "Then the Immortal Master...does he like me?"

Upon hearing this, the Immortal Qingleng’s eyes paused slightly.

The next moment, a force suddenly pulled him down.

The girl went to the spiritual spring with him.

His thoughts seemed to be frozen by the girl's words, and he was easily pulled down to the spiritual spring by the girl. Before he could react, his hands had subconsciously wrapped around the girl's waist.

Water splashed everywhere and the two fell into the spiritual spring.

Fairy mist lingered in the spiritual spring, hiding the two figures.

"Mo Chen..."

The girl was almost whispering in his ear, her soft lips pressed against the side of his neck, the breath exhaled from her lips fanned against the neck of the Immortal Lord, and her gentle voice carried an inexplicably tender and lingering meaning.

This action is too ambiguous.

Under the water, the Immortal's figure stiffened slightly.

At the moment, his hands were still around the girl's waist. He had just subconsciously protected her because he was afraid that the girl would fall and get hurt. At the moment of falling, he switched the girl's position with himself, and now she was falling on him.

"You like me, don't you?"

Lan Qian leaned her head on his chest, gently feeling the unusual beating of his heart.

"Your heart is beating faster and faster," she smiled, feeling the unnatural stiffness of his body, "It tells me that you like me."

The Immortal Venerable seemed to have finally reacted and returned to his usual indifference. He lowered his eyes to look at the girl on him and spoke in an emotionless tone:

"Go down."

Even though he said this, his hands were still on the girl's waist.

Seeing this, Lan Qian's smile deepened.

She held him with both hands, and not only did she not let go after hearing what he said, she held him even tighter: "But the Immortal Master has been holding me all the time, otherwise... the Immortal Master could push me away. With the Immortal Master's cultivation, it would be easy for him to push me away."

Hearing this, Mo Chen seemed to realize that he was holding her.

His hand paused and his fingers retracted slightly.

But for a long time, the hand holding the girl never let go.

"Mo Chen, you can't bear to push me away."

"you like me."

The girl's tone was gentle but firm, and she seemed to be laughing, but he couldn't refute it. From the very beginning, he was reluctant to leave her.

"Miss Blue..."

"Shh..."

Her slender white fingers fell on her lips, and she gently interrupted his words. The next moment, she suddenly moved closer to him, and her soft, bright red lips covered his lips without any warning.

At that moment, the cold and aloof Immortal Lord suddenly froze.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the air seemed to freeze. His mind went blank for a few breaths. He never expected the girl to do this, but the seductive softness on her lips reminded him that all this was happening.

"Mo Chen...I like you."

The sound that came out from the girl's lips was hazy and ambiguous. She kissed him softly, and her snow-white teeth bit his thin lips lightly.

He could have easily pushed her away.

All it takes is a simple spell to separate from her easily without hurting her.

but……

The hand holding the girl tightened unconsciously, and there seemed to be a flickering light in the depths of those cold eyes.

Finally, he closed his eyes.

The other hand clasped the back of the girl's head.

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