Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

The Qiongling Peak was still shrouded in fairy mist, and seemed isolated from the world and forbidden to outsiders. But since some time had passed, the highest peak in the fairyland suddenly divided into day and night.

In the dark night, the girl has fallen asleep peacefully.

The snow-white figure appeared silently in the quiet room, and the slender figure stood in front of the girl's bed.

His eyes dropped slightly, his gaze fixed on the girl's sleeping face.

I watched quietly for a long time.

Finally, he reached out and tapped the girl.

The next moment, the girl fell into a deeper sleep.

"Qianqian..." He sat on the bed, no longer as deliberately cold as he was during the day, and gently held the sleeping girl in his arms, his eyes gentle, "It would be great if what you said was true."

He did not believe everything Jun Xieshang said.

But he checked.

They had indeed grown up together, and Qianqian had indeed sealed her memory and come to him just for the Soul-Killing Sword, and her purpose in getting the Soul-Killing Sword was to deal with the fairy world and to deal with him.

He didn't know how true Qianqian's feelings for him were, and whether the words she said had other purposes, so he deliberately became cold towards her, perhaps in this way, she would choose to stay in order to achieve her goal.

"Such a serious injury, it must be painful, right?"

His slender fingers gently placed on the girl's wrist. The sleeping girl could not answer him, but he saw with his own eyes how the girl was injured, and knew how serious the injury was from her pulse.

"Is the Soul-Slaying Sword really that important?"

It was so important that she didn't even care about her own life.

As if he sighed helplessly, Mo Chen's eyes were filled with pity.

He turned his wrist slightly, and a porcelain-white jade bottle appeared in his hand. The patterns carved on the jade bottle were elegant and delicate. Looking closely, the bottle body also carried a wisp of shimmering aura.

Mo Chen poured out a pill from the bottle.

The pill was the same white color as the bottle. As soon as the pill came out, a faint medicinal fragrance wafted out. Not only that, there was also a gentle and pure spiritual energy lingering around the pill, which smelled very good.

He brought the pill to the girl's lips.

But the sleeping girl couldn't take the pill herself.

There seemed to be no way around it, Mo Chen's eyes paused, he put the medicine in his mouth, lowered his head and gently kissed her lips.

Their lips touched, and the healing pill slowly passed from one person's mouth to the other's and was swallowed by the girl, but their entangled lips did not separate immediately.

Mo Chen didn't seem to have any intention of separating.

His eyes were closed, and his slightly cool lips rubbed against the girl's lips gently, and his arms around the girl unconsciously tightened.

After a long time, he finally let her go.

The girl's lips were rubbed red, and a little swollen if you look closely. Mo Chen stared at the lips that were swollen and red from being ravaged by him, and touched them with his slender fingers, stroking them gently. His light blue eyes had turned red.

"Qianqian, don't lie to me."

"You said you would stay with me forever."

……

The next day, when Lan Qian woke up, Mo Chen had already left. She stood up and felt her body's condition. She found that her internal injuries were much better than yesterday. Pills? Was it yesterday...night?

She raised her hand and gently touched her lips.

There seemed to be a lingering feeling on those lips.

He has been here.

Lan Qian's eyes couldn't help but soften. Mo Chen was still worried about her. She could feel that the pill he secretly gave her was a rare healing product in the world.

But when she thought of his avoidance and indifference, she was still a little angry.

how should I do it……

"What do you think would happen if he became completely possessed?"

Mo Chen, who has been completely possessed by the devil, no longer needs to pretend to be the same Immortal Master Mo Chen in front of her. He will no longer be so cold and restrained. In his heart and eyes, there is only her Mo Chen...that is her Mo Chen.

The color in Lan Qian's eyes gradually became deeper.

She couldn't wait to see Mo Chen like that.

[But...but if the master is completely possessed by the devil...] ​​According to the previous world, who knows what crazy things he would do.

The little dumpling stopped talking halfway.

How could it forget that the host’s possessiveness towards the master... How should I put it, it seems that it was not normal in the first place?

[Then... Host, what are you going to do? ]

How to do it?

Naturally...

Lan Qian slowly walked to the door, raised her hand and gently touched the barrier.