Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

That day, Lan Qian finally did not break the barrier and leave. It was not because she couldn't, but because although Mo Chen was not there, as soon as her hand touched the barrier, she felt as if there was an inexplicable gaze on her.

Spy on her?

Her hand paused, and her eyes dropped slightly.

The girl stood at the door for a long time. Finally, she seemed to have no way to deal with the barrier, and finally she slowly put her hand down.

This is the scene that Mo Chen saw.

As expected...she wanted to leave.

He lowered his eyes, hiding the emotions in his red eyes.

night.

Mo Chen came to Lan Qian's room silently again. The girl had already fallen asleep. He sat beside the bed like he did last night, ready to let the girl fall into a deeper sleep, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, the girl suddenly grabbed it.

"Qianqian?"

He was stunned, and was surprised for a moment.

But calm was immediately restored.

"You...are still awake?"

"Mo Chen, you..." Lan Qian stared at him carefully. His eyes were still pale blue, and he was wearing a snow-white coat that was as cold as frost. There was no demonic energy on him, and it was impossible to tell that he had been possessed by a demon. "Are you here to see me?"

She smiled. After regaining her identity as a demon, she was different from before. Her beautiful red eyes were a bit coquettish. When she looked at him with a smile, they seemed to be filled with bright stars, making him fall for them involuntarily.

"Ah."

He nodded subconsciously.

When he came to his senses, he immediately realized that the girl... was seducing him?

As if to verify his thoughts, the girl's slender white arms slowly climbed up his shoulders and neck. She leaned very close to him, and her breath seemed to linger in his ears: "Why do you come to see me at night..."

"I miss you so much. Are you missing me too?" The girl's voice was soft and lingering. She lay in his arms as before. Even though he knew that the girl was deliberately seducing him, he couldn't help but hug her gently.

Seeing this, a hint of smile flashed across Lan Qian's eyes.

No matter what, one's inner thoughts cannot be deceived. Perhaps she can avoid deliberately escaping...

"Is Qianqian sincere to me?"

He remained restrained.

Even though the suppressed emotions deep in his heart were about to break through all restraints, his face remained cool and calm.

"Mo Chen, why don't you believe it?" The girl's voice seemed a little aggrieved and helpless. She hugged him a little tighter. "I can't change my identity, but my love for you is engraved in my heart."

It was engraved deep in her soul.

"I love you, and I will always love you."

She looked at him tenderly and took the initiative to kiss his lips.

The soft lips pressed down gently. It was unknown whether it was because of her words or her kiss, but Mo Chen seemed to pause and did not move. He paused for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help but hold the girl's head...

The passionate kiss gradually deepened.

In a trance, Lan Qian saw a flash of red in his eyes.

Her eyes cleared up a bit.

Red eyes?

And that moment just now... was that demonic energy?

So when he gets emotional, he can't control himself?

Lan Qian was still thinking about his magic energy, but Mo Chen noticed that the girl was distracted. His eyes paused, and the hand holding the girl suddenly tightened, and the movement between his lips became more and more passionate...

"Um...Mo Chen."

Lan Qian quickly immersed herself in his kiss.

After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly felt Mo Chen's hand gently tapping her body, and then her consciousness fell into a coma.

In the dark night, Mo Chen looked at the girl in his arms.

The emotion in his deep eyes was unclear.

……

Lan Qian didn't know what Mo Chen was planning. When she woke up the next day, she was still alone in the room. After Mo Chen made her fall asleep last night, he seemed to have done nothing.

"What on earth was he thinking?"

He locked her up here but did nothing. It was obvious that his feelings for her had grown, but he was deliberately cold to her. In the final analysis, he still didn't believe that she really loved him.

But I don't want to hurt her.

[It may be because the master has been an immortal for tens of thousands of years, so his temperament is pure and desireless... or because he has to suppress the evil spirit, he has to devote some of his energy to deal with it. ]

The little dumpling analyzed.

In fact, it doesn't quite understand the master of this world. According to the master's usual character, how could he just lock up the host?

"It's better to become a demon."

Lan Qian didn't want to continue this kind of distant relationship, so she got up from the bed, walked to the barrier, and just as she was about to raise her hand, she suddenly discovered that this tight barrier had a flaw.

The flaw is not obvious.

But as long as she is willing, she can definitely find out.

Accident?

Impossible, Mo Chen couldn't possibly make such a low-level mistake.

That means...it was intentional?

He was testing her.

"Do you think he would rather I run away or stay?"

Lan Qian raised her hand slowly and approached the barrier slowly, as if she wanted to touch the exposed flaw, but she kept a tiny distance and did not touch it for the time being.

[This... it's hard to guess what the master is thinking. ]

It feels unsure.

Who knows what its owner is thinking?

"I also think it's hard to guess." Lan Qian's eyes fell on the flaw in the barrier. Her beautiful eyes seemed to flash with interest, and her eyebrows raised slightly. "But since there is a flaw, how can I let him down?"

As she finished speaking, her hand fell on the barrier.

At the same time, Mo Chen on the top of the mountain slowly opened his eyes.

Those deep eyes seemed to see through layers of fairy mist and see every move of the girl. The light blue eyes were slowly stained and eroded by red from the deepest part of the eyes until they completely turned into a pair of red eyes.

"Qianqian, this is your choice."

Next, it was his turn to choose.