Quick Wear: The Villain's Spoiled Little Beauty

Is it an illusion?

How did she hear her man's voice?

"Don't cry... Jiaojiao."

Qian Yeyuan's tall and thin body moved slightly away. Although the light was not very bright, he could still see clearly that the girl's charming little face was covered with traces of tears.

He pursed his lips, lowered his eyelashes to hide the coldness inside, stretched out an arm and accurately pressed the switch on the wall next to him.

With a "pop" sound.

The bright and beautiful lights illuminated the entire room.

"...A Yuan"

The familiar low and hoarse voice in her ears made Jiaojiao call out subconsciously.

She raised her tear-stained little face and turned her head to look up blankly.

The three-dimensional face without the mask was as delicate and perfect as that of a god. His hair that blocked the light was like fine silk, draped quietly behind his head. There was an indescribable sense of elegance and coolness. The gaze in his lowered eyes was full of oppression.

The man's temperament was elegant yet as lingering as the scent of agarwood. His silent calmness concealed a burning madness. He looked so dignified and lonely that she had never seen him before.

His deep brown eyes looked down at her intently and lovingly.

"Yeah.. it's me."

"You, well."

Jiaojiao felt dizzy instantly. She opened her mouth to say one word and then paused. An inexplicable feeling of pain welled up in her throat.

A hint of darkness flashed across those fiery brown eyes. He quietly looked down at the girl in his arms whose eyes were gradually turning red. The arm around her waist slowly tightened. The strong longing suppressed in his heart made him uneasy.

But Jiaojiao noticed that he no longer looked like the young man he had been when they separated. Instead, he exuded the calm demeanor of a man, and also had a bit of coldness and indifference.

She looked up blankly, and suddenly, tears of grievance filled her eyes.

"Why are you crying?"

Qian Yeyuan's Adam's apple moved, and he raised his hand to fiercely pinch her chin. The madness hidden in his eyes flickered, and he almost roared out, his eyes fixed on the pink of her parted lips.

Maybe she put on a little makeup because of the party.

The girl's already delicate and beautiful face was painted with a layer of light rouge, which made her lips look even more fresh and tender. She looked more like a delicate apricot blossom, captivating, charming and seductive, driving people crazy.

The thought of her appearance makes me realize that there are others coveting her.

His dark eyes darkened, and he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her fiercely, his movements were swift, brave, and a little eager.

"Hmm."

Jiaojiao was caught off guard and pressed against the door panel again.

Different from the gentle and delicate one before, this time it was a crazy plunder that had lost his mind, with a hint of punishment. He tore her deeply and viciously, and the strong and solid body on his back pressed against her firmly, and the arms around her waist were getting tighter and tighter.

This kiss was longer than any other before.

Jiaojiao felt a dull pain in her lips, and the air in her chest was gradually decreasing. The feeling of suffocation made her cheeks red, and tears kept falling from the corners of her charming eyes.

Her whole body had already collapsed in his arms.

She couldn't help but push with her hands, but she could not move the body that was pressing down on her.

It was like the last dying struggle of life.

Finally, she gradually lost her strength.

"Ugh! Cough!!"

At the last second before she fainted, the man finally let her go, but the arm around her waist remained motionless, squeezing the girl's delicate body tightly, as if he wanted to press her into his flesh and blood.

"Cough, cough, cough! Ugh!" Jiaojiao greedily took big gulps of air. The strong feeling of suffocation made her feel nauseous.

"........"

The man remained silent, with a hint of blood on his thin lips. There was a lingering feeling of blood in both of their mouths, and it was no longer possible to tell whose it was.

He stared at the girl's slightly embarrassed cough, her red eyes sparkling with tears, bright, dazzling and blinding.

"Ahem, let me go!!"

The girl struggled wildly in his arms.

After Qian Yeyuan heard her words, his deep eyes were stained with scarlet paranoia, and there was a morbid and crazy coldness surging in them. He hooked her legs with his other big hand and picked up the struggling girl.

Jiaojiao was full of grievances and had no place to vent them. She beat the back of the man's neck, and her voice was filled with tears: "Let me go!!"

"I don't want you to hug me! Let me go! Go away!"

"what!!"

The man threw her on the sofa without saying a word.

Then, he pressed down with his whole body. Jiaojiao stretched out her feet to kick and kick, but in the end she was still firmly restrained.

The man grabbed her hands and crossed them above her head. He held her down with his long, strong legs. He held the girl's jaw with one hand and attacked her again with his thin lips. The kiss was much gentler than before, and he lingered on her, teasing her inch by inch.

The girl twisted her cheeks frantically but to no avail.

After a long time, she gradually calmed down, and the little hand that was resisting in front of her chest climbed onto his neck.

The man then left the pink lips with a feeling of unfulfilled desire.

"....Will you...marry me in the end?" He lowered his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, his gaze was deep and dim, his hoarse voice was full of vicissitudes, and his eyes were somewhat complicated.

Jiaojiao's heart suddenly tightened for no reason.

"What's the meaning..?"

As she opened her mouth, her voice became slightly hoarse, and the anger she had just shown disappeared without a trace.

Jiaojiao looked at him with her heart tensed. Did something happen? His voice was not as clear as usual. It was low, sad, and mixed with a hint of dejection, as if he had lost his motivation and was dull and lifeless.

Seeing him staring at her quietly, she put her delicate little hands around his neck and slowly closed the distance between them.

"Did something happen to you?"

She couldn't think of any reason other than this.

The connection was working fine two days ago.

Even though she had thousands of doubts about why he would appear here today.

Jiaojiao raised her hand and gently stroked his face. She could clearly see her own reflection in his brown eyes. His concentration made her heart tremble. It seemed that he was suppressing all his emotions.

"We are a couple, I can help you share the burden, tell me what happened, okay? A Yuan."

She knew that her man had fallen into isolation again.

I always keep silent and keep things to myself, but in fact, I have been worried for a long time.

"....Jiaojiao, I like you."

The man spoke hoarsely, his whole head tilted down, buried deeply in her neck to smell the fragrance, and then his muffled voice continued to sound: "You don't know how much I like you..."

"You are not allowed to marry anyone else. You said you would only marry me, and I will only marry you. I can't live without you."

"Jiaojiao, my Jiaojiao."

"You are mine alone... Jiaojiao."

The man with his hands buried in my neck spoke in a hoarse voice, one sentence after another. His tone was paranoid and full of madness, and he seemed to have a sob in his throat at the end.

The emotions gushing out of his heart seemed to be unable to be suppressed.

Jiaojiao's mind was confused for a moment as she was filled with doubts. Just as she was about to raise her hand to pat him to ask for clarification, she felt a warm and wet feeling on her neck.

“.......” Why is he...crying.

She paused when this thought suddenly occurred to her.

Those words whispered with deep love.

Jiaojiao's throbbing heart ached slightly, and the hand that was about to fall on his back changed to gently soothing him. Her bright blue eyes flashed, and she whispered softly in his ear, calling out:

"A Yuan..."

Her slightly hoarse voice was still as gentle as ever.

"I will only marry you, and I only like you, very much."

"Did you hear something bad?"

"Tell me, please, Yuan."