Quick Wear: The Villain's Soft Beauty

At midnight, in the silent moment, the black sky covered all the houses and buildings. The moonlight was cold and hazy, sprinkling on a few scattered small trees in the community, with swaying shadows.

“Da da da…”

In the corridor between the buildings, the sound of women's high heels stepping on the ground could be heard.

She looked panicked, and she gathered the beautiful hair hanging by her ears with her fair little hands. She kept looking up and back, and her hand holding the key failed to insert into the lock several times.

"Ah! If I had known earlier, I would have asked Lin Feng to come up with me, and I wouldn't be so scared," the woman whispered. She was so anxious that sweat broke out on her forehead, and from time to time she looked up at the empty passage behind her.

With a "click", the sound of the door lock being opened was heard, and the woman's face lit up with joy, "It's finally opened. I won't come back so late next time."

The woman opened the door just enough for one person to pass through, looked back again, and crouched down to hide inside.

"Oh! I finally feel relieved. When will this murderer be caught? He makes everyone so panicked that going home feels like a thief."

She threw down her small shoulder bag, sat down on the sofa, and complained unhappily.

"Forget it, let me go wash up first and then have a good beauty sleep."

The woman stood up and walked towards the bathroom in the bedroom. However, not long after she entered, there was a slight noise coming from the door of the living room, and the door handle was slowly moving downwards.

A tall black shadow flashed in, looked at the empty living room, and slowly looked towards the dimly lit bedroom.

The black shadow was like a ghost, walking lightly inside, but in his hand he was casually turning a scalpel that was glowing coldly.

A humming sound like a clear bell came from the bathroom, accompanied by the sound of dripping water, which seemed particularly ambiguous.

The dark bedroom shows off the woman's graceful figure.

The tall black shadow moved slightly, revealing only a pair of red eyes, staring at the frosted bathroom door.

After a while, the woman came out wrapped in a short bath towel, with a fragrant scent on her body.

But when she was halfway there, she noticed something strange about the door, so she pulled the towel around Feng Ying and walked over.

"Huh? I left the door ajar just now, didn't I? How come it was open?"

After she finished speaking, there was a sound of someone getting up from the big bed behind her, accompanied by a low laugh.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, the woman who was holding the door froze, and she turned around slowly, trembling. The dim light from the bathroom shone on the side of the dark figure, as if she was a messenger from the underworld.

Her pupils contracted and then gradually dilated, "Ah--".

Qingshui City is the best and most upscale residential area, and most houses here are built with soundproofing materials, so the woman's screams of terror did not alarm anyone.

A ghostly black shadow slowly walked towards the woman on the ground.

He squatted down, looking at the woman's beautiful face carefully, and his slender fingers in white gloves, holding the scalpel, slowly moved on the woman's loose bath towel.

Finally, it stopped at her chest, and the blade turned, slightly lifting the fragile cloth outwards. In an instant, the magnificent snow scene was reflected in the dark red eyes.

"What a beautiful skin."

Although the man spoke words of praise, his voice was extremely cold, without any warmth at all.

He admired it carefully and was about to stab the blade in his hand into the snow-white skin when his eyes fell on the chest that had stopped rising and falling. His red eyes flickered slightly, revealing a hint of disappointment.

The man was dressed like a surgeon, and sighed in confusion from behind his black mask, "Huh? - He's dead so soon, what a pity for such a good-looking body. However... specimens made from living flesh are the most perfect works. Now he's dead... humph! What bad luck!"

Then, the man stood up and shook the scalpel in his hand, as if afraid of being stained with the smell of a woman's death. He pulled out a pure white handkerchief from the cuff of his black trousers and wiped the blade carefully.

Finally, the man threw the scarf in his hand lightly to the ground, turned around and left without any nostalgia, as if the fanatical and morbid man just now was not him.

The two people who were watching everything in secret silently stood there holding their breath and not moving.

——It was Su Lulu and the system who had just been teleported from the previous world.

Su Ruoru asked softly in her mind, "System, has the murderer left?"

The system activated an infrared scan and discovered a tall figure still standing at the door, instantly causing a tremor of fear.

"Host, he... is still at the door!"

"What? The person is dead, why is he still standing there?"

Su Ruoru stood beside the bed in the bedroom, her body stiff, staring at the door without daring to move. Although she was invisible now, the eerie and terrifying aura lingering around her still made her shiver.

As soon as she and the system came over, they saw a man holding a scalpel and preparing to kill the woman on the ground. Fortunately, she was in spirit form when she came over, and the man could not detect her.

The man in black at the door stood for a while and frowned unconsciously, "Tsk! Is this an illusion? I clearly smelled a fragrant scent just now..."

The man turned sideways unwillingly and looked inside, his burning gaze just looking in the direction of Su Lulu.

The light from the living room shone obliquely into the bedroom through the man's sturdy body, bringing with it a strong sense of oppression. Su Lulu was so frightened that her skin tightened, and a chill gradually crept up from her calves.

She looked at the tall figure of the man quietly. Because of the backlighting, she couldn't see the man's expression clearly. She just felt that the man's eyes made her feel creepy, as if she was naked in front of him.

Su Ruoru said uncertainly: "System, are you sure he can't see me? But why do I feel clearly that he is staring at me!"

System: "Illusion, illusion, host, he is just a mortal and cannot see you."

It wiped the non-existent beads of sweat from its forehead and spoke softly.

(What a terrifying intuition! He can still sense the host's breath in spirit form, he is simply a pervert)

The man standing at the door seemed to chuckle, then strode away. Su Ruru didn't breathe a sigh of relief until she heard the door closing in the living room.

"System, take another look to see if the person is still there?"

The system immediately launched a data scan and found that the man had entered the elevator from the inter-building passage, and the number on it stopped at the first floor, indicating that he would not come back.

"Let's go, you can show yourself now."

"—Huh! It's good that they're gone."

Su Ruoru immediately collapsed on the edge of the bed. The tense atmosphere just now seemed to have drained all her strength.

Her almond-shaped eyes moved slightly, and she glanced at the corpse on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "System, what should we do with her? She seems to be dead. Even the murderer despises her. I'm afraid there's no hope for her."

System: "According to the mission assigned by this world, you must enter her body, live for her, and fulfill her wish."

"Living for her, - well, it shouldn't be that simple! Her wish shouldn't be difficult!"

The system thought for a moment and said, "It shouldn't be difficult for you."

"What is that?" Su Luanluo blinked innocently, waiting for its answer.

"Well, it means spending a night with the man she has a crush on."

"What?!!!" Su Ruoru felt that all the current tasks had a serious problem.