Quick Wear: The soft cannon fodder turns into a heartthrob and seduce

Chapter 124: Unable to defeat the childhood sweetheart who fell from the sky (14)

On the other side, Mu Zhou had just hung up the phone when Xie Chuanyan leaned over and pecked the corner of her mouth lightly, then kissed her again.

He nibbled on her inch by inch, wishing he could leave his mark all over her soft lips.

Mu Zhou's breathing, which had finally calmed down, became disordered again. Before she could continue to sink into despair, she heard him press his lips against hers, his voice as low and hoarse as a ghost:

"Xu Linlang came to me and gave me a recorder," he panted softly and continued, "Would you like to listen to it together?"

Although he was asking, he did not give Mu Zhou a chance to answer. He sealed Mu Zhou's lips and hooked her tongue tip hard, making her unable to make any other sound except a soft hum.

Mu Zhou hooked his neck with difficulty, his back pressed tightly against the backrest of the car seat.

After leaving the bar, he pulled her into the car. His ink-black eyes were as deep as a wolf, and the danger was almost written on his face.

Without a word, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her fiercely and wantonly.

After an unknown amount of time, the car stopped and Xie Chuanyan finally let her go.

Mu Zhou's cheeks flushed red, and she couldn't help but take small sips of breath. She hadn't drunk any alcohol, but she had the illusion that she was drunk.

Throughout the entire journey, Xie Chuanyan kept kissing her as if he was addicted, not giving her a moment of free time.

Mu Zhou had no strength left and was helped out of the car by his hand. Only then did she realize that the destination was not her home, so she subconsciously stopped.

"Zhou Zhou invited me to your house, but I haven't invited Zhou Zhou to my house. Is Zhou Zhou angry?"

He lowered his head and whispered, and his slow voice made Mu Zhou soften half of his body.

She couldn't help but pout her lips. When did she invite him? It was obviously his own decision.

In the short time she was distracted, Xie Chuanyan had already brought her in.

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When the two of them entered the room, before she could see the entire layout of the room, Xie Chuanyan took her to sit on the sofa.

He sat on the sofa and Mu Zhou sat on his lap.

The recorder was handed to Mu Zhou.

"It is said that the content is related to my girlfriend."

He looked at Mu Zhou, his tone expressing no emotion.

The sofa in Xie Chuanyan's house is not a soft and deep-set style, but a slightly tough dark blue business style.

At this time, he was leaning on the sofa, with one hand casually placed on her waist and the other hand on the back of the sofa. He was wearing a black suit and shirt, which made it seem like this was an occasion for discussing business.

In the car, Xie Chuanyan's eyes were full of bitterness, his movements were lingering, bold and extremely aggressive. Just looking at him was enough to make people helpless, but at this moment, he was unusually gloomy and calm.

Those icy eyes were filled with a chilling coldness, and the faint sinisterness emanating from them made people feel terrified.

Mu Zhou clenched the recorder in his hand, his peach blossom eyes blinked tremblingly, and then looked up at Xie Chuanyan. Seeing that his expression was still cold, he finally opened the recorder in confusion.

Afterwards, her candid conversation with Mo Yan in the dressing room was all exposed in the recorder.

Her face turned pale instantly, and her whole body froze. She even forgot to turn off the recorder and just let it play the whole thing.

The living room became quiet again, with only Mu Zhou's slightly rapid breathing.

She held the recorder tightly, her neck so stiff that she couldn't even turn her head to look at Xie Chuanyan's expression.

Her peach blossom eyes were already filled with tears, and in a moment, large tears streamed down her cheeks.

The corners of her eyes were red, her chin was stained with tears, and her lower lip was bitten so hard between her teeth that it was almost white. Looking at her, Xie Chuanyan felt heartache spread to his chest instantly.

The idea of ​​punishing her severely could no longer be brought up.

He raised his hand and caught the tear that fell from his chin.

Then, his lips replaced his hands, wiping away the tears from her cheeks one by one.

Mu Zhou stood stiffly, not daring to move or utter a word, just letting him do what he wanted.

Xie Chuanyan finally kissed her eyes, sucked away all the tears, then slowly moved a few inches away and stared at her straightly:

"explain."

Mu Zhou's lips trembled, and he blinked hard a few times before speaking with a sob:

"I'm sorry. At first, I did want to use you to take revenge on Xu Linlang, but later I regretted it, so I returned home. After that, after that..."

She glanced at Xie Chuanyan quietly and pursed her lips again: "After that, I really fell in love with you. Really, Xie Chuanyan, believe me, you are the one I love the most now."

She blinked, her eyes full of affection.

The corner of Xie Chuanyan's mouth twitched slightly, and he almost wanted to sneer.

He knew from the beginning that this girl approached him for a purpose, so he asked someone to investigate, and he also understood everything about her entanglement with Jiang Xun and Xu Linlang.

Xie Chuanyan never exposed her little thoughts, and he was happy to see her trying hard to show her happiness at his closeness in order to disguise herself.

Naturally, he didn't take Xu Linlang's complaint seriously. This time, he just wanted to teach her a lesson because he saw her ordering a male model in the bar.

But she was quick-witted and actually said that she really liked him, and took the opportunity to confess her feelings.

He believed he could still tell whether she really liked him or was just pretending out of fear.

But even though he knew it was all fake, Xie Chuanyan couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat when faced with her affectionate confession.

He stopped looking into her watery eyes and calmed down for a moment before he started to talk about the past:

"I'm the one you love the most, but you don't forget to order a male model at the bar?"

Mu Zhou was stunned, and after a moment of guilt, he immediately shook his head:

"It's because Mo Yan has been abroad for many years. She was curious about the bars in China, so we clicked in to take a look. But we didn't do anything, we just looked. Really, I love you the most."

She looked at Xie Chuanyan innocently, and did not forget to confess again.

Xie Chuanyan snorted coldly, without saying whether he believed it or not, he just raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

She was wearing a velvet tube-top miniskirt today. The skirt was dark red with a circle of white plush on the chest, which was a skirt that completely matched the Christmas atmosphere.

The tight fit tightly wraps around Mu Zhou's body, outlining a perfect curve.

After some struggle, the position of the tube top moved down a little, revealing the fair and delicate skin that was never shown to others. The hem also moved up a lot, almost to the root of the thigh, leaving only a pair of slender and well-proportioned long legs sitting on Xie Chuanyan's legs. The contrast between the white legs and the black trousers was extremely strong.

At this moment, she was like a Christmas gift suddenly delivered to Xie Chuanyan, waiting for him to open it.

Mu Zhou felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze. She twisted her body slightly and tried to get off his legs, but the big hand on her waist suddenly exerted force, fixing her so that she could not move.

Mu Zhou spoke softly, "Xie Chuanyan, don't you believe me?"

Xie Chuanyan looked at her, his eyes gradually darkening, as if something suddenly surged from his chest. He suddenly laughed softly, his tone ambiguous:

"How can I trust you?"