Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

When Lan Qian returned to Prince Ding's Mansion, Mo Chen had not returned yet.

"You don't have to follow me. Go and get busy."

She said to Mu Qiu behind her.

"Yes, princess."

There would be no more danger back at Prince Ding's Mansion, so Mu Qiu withdrew to take care of other things. An hour later, Mo Chen returned to the mansion, and Mu Qiu reported to him what happened in Prince Duan's Mansion.

"check."

The man's eyes were cold.

The chill in his tone was like a thousand-year-old ice, chilling one to the bone.

This was the first time that Mu Qiu clearly felt such a terrible sense of oppression from his own prince.

Just one word is enough to send shudders down one's spine.

"Yes!"

He did not dare to delay and immediately took the order and went down.

Mo Chen returned to the bedroom.

"Qianqian," he put away his previous coldness when he saw the girl, leaving only the tenderness that was unique to her, "Mu Qiu has already told me what happened in Prince Duan's Mansion."

Lan Qian was standing in front of the window fiddling with the flower arrangement she had just picked. Upon hearing this, she raised her eyes to look at him and smiled:

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"I'm sorry," the man came up behind her, put his slender hands gently on her waist, and held the girl tightly in his arms, feeling a little scared of losing and regaining, "I put you in danger and almost failed to protect you."

He didn't expect that someone would dare to attack her.

He couldn't even imagine what he would do if he hadn't sent Mu Qiu to protect her today and if something really happened to her...

"Mo Chen, I'm really fine."

Lan Qian could feel the man's uneasiness.

She stopped arranging flowers, held the big hands around her waist with her delicate hands, and comforted her: "I'm not as weak as you think. Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to me."

Although the power she can use now is very limited, no one in the small world can hurt her as long as she doesn't want to.

Mo Chen was not reassured.

The hands on the waist tightened more and more, as if afraid that they would be lost if they were not careful.

"I will get to the bottom of this matter."

He lowered his head slightly, his flawless face pressed against the girl's hair, and said in a deep voice: "I will not let go of those who want to hurt you."

From now on, he will never let this happen again.

"Let's not talk about this anymore," Lan Qian didn't want him to worry so much, so she changed the subject, "Don't you think these flowers are beautiful?"

These are the flowers she just picked.

There are roses, peonies, and azaleas...

The flowers are beautiful and beautiful.

"It's very beautiful."

Mo Chen took the most beautiful flower in the vase, gently turned the girl in his arms around, and put it in her hair.

Beauty goes with flowers, and flowers complement beauty.

Extremely beautiful.

Lan Qian followed his hand and touched the flower, then looked up at him.

"Does it look good?"

The girl has bright eyes and a beautiful smile.

The man squeezed her soft hand, but his eyes fell on her bright red lips, and his Adam's apple rolled silently.

"nice."

The deep voice seemed a little hoarse.

"Then you will go with me later..."

Lan Qian was just thinking about going to the back garden to pick some more later, but the man suddenly lowered his head and moved closer to her. His slightly cool thin lips kissed her lips, grinding them slowly.

"We can go anywhere," he said, his voice soft and gentle, pressing his lips against hers, "but...Qianqian has to accompany me first."

Lan Qian understood what he meant instantly.

"Mo Chen," she pushed him slightly, looked at the bright sky outside, and said shyly, "It's still daytime..."

"No problem," Mo Chen smiled slightly, his eyes were deep, and he picked her up and walked towards the big bed in the bedroom, "Qianqian, if you like the night, we can stay until night."

Lan Qian: ...

No, that's not what she meant.

But no matter what Lan Qian meant, the man did not let her go. The door of the bedroom was tightly closed for the entire afternoon and was not finally opened until night fell.