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

The slender waist was so thin that it could be grasped in Song Wenchao's big hands. The fragile and soft touch made him unable to help but use a little force.

"Well……"

Mu Zhou bit his lip and almost couldn't help but make a sound because of the itch.

She was completely awake.

Looking at Song Wenchao who was so close, she held her breath, slightly shifted her gaze, and whispered:

"Are you hungry? Do you want Mammy to bring you some food?"

Song Wenchao's eyes darkened, he leaned over and bit her lips, his voice instantly becoming hoarse:

"I'm hungry, but I just want to eat you."

Song Wenchao felt that he was really crazy.

Mu Zhou just raised his eyes, and his heart surged uncontrollably.

The heat kept rolling in my chest, as if no matter how deep the kiss was, it was not enough to offset the impulse.

He panted and raised his head slightly, looking at Mu Zhou under him.

Her eyes were as bright as water, the light lip balm on her lips had completely faded, and the bright red silk bathrobe on her body was also scattered.

Song Wenchao's whole body was tense, his heartbeat seemed to be about to explode, and he eagerly kissed her again.

The passionate kiss almost swallowed her up.

Later on, Mu Zhou's breathing was trembling.

Mu Zhou hugged his shoulders tightly. The dizziness she felt made it impossible for her to think too much.

She felt weak all over, her eyes were unfocused, her knees were pushed apart, and her toes couldn't help but curl up.

Mu Zhou pushed away his hard chest: "Okay, Prince, I don't want to..."

Before she could finish her words, Song Wenchao blocked her lips. His low voice was accompanied by obvious panting: "Call me husband."

Mu Zhou endured it again and again, but finally had to speak: "Husband..."

She really couldn't say anything else. Even when she just called him "husband", her tone was so roundabout that it seemed like she was acting coquettishly.

Song Wenchao held her waist and coaxed her in a hoarse voice: "Be good, I will obey you from now on, but today is our wedding night."

The hot breath blew against her ear, adding another layer of heat to her earlobe, which was already red enough to bleed.

The hot breath quickly spread to her neck.

The numb feeling left Mu Zhou with no energy to refute.

Soon, she was pulled back to the surface.

*

Song Wenchao had already woken up.

Even though he didn't sleep for too long, he slept so soundly last night, which was rare for him.

He lowered his eyes, his eyes full of tenderness.

The person in his arms was the wife he had long wanted to marry.

They finally got married yesterday.

After watching silently for a long time, Mu Zhou's eyelids finally twitched and he woke up.

She hadn't fully woken up yet, and her eyes were a little dull. She blinked her eyelashes again and again before her vision gradually became clear.

She was still nestled in Song Wenchao's arms.

Even though the two were already married, Mu Zhou still felt a little uncomfortable with such an overly intimate posture.

She wanted to move away, but as soon as she moved, Song Wenchao hugged her again.

"Madam, don't try to seduce me at this time, or you won't be able to get out of bed before noon."

Song Wenchao's voice was hard to conceal its hoarseness. It was hard to imagine that such words could be spoken by someone with such a stern face on his usually face.

Mu Zhou blushed, but he didn't dare to move anymore.

*

Dozens of days after the wedding, Mu Zhou learned from Chuntao that the second wife, Xu, had passed away a few days ago.

It is said that he jumped into the well in a mad state.

Mu Zhou sighed a few times and didn't ask any more questions.

At this time, she was in Song Wenchao's study.

Whenever he was at home, he would ask Mu Zhou to accompany him even when he was on official business, so Mu Zhou had become accustomed to this study.

At this time, Song Wenchao had not yet left the court. She sat at the desk and read books from time to time.

Song Wenchao read a wide variety of books, and Mu Zhou was also very interested in them. As she was flipping through them, she unexpectedly found a handkerchief in a small secret compartment.

Mu Zhou's heart skipped a beat, until she saw the peach blossom embroidered on the corner of the handkerchief, she finally remembered.

That time at the Princess's residence, she caught the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery making love with a maid and 'accidentally' ran into Song Wenchao.

Later, the blood smeared his chin, and she gave the handkerchief to Song Wenchao, but he never returned it.

She was holding a handkerchief and thinking about the past, and didn't notice that Song Wenchao had returned.

He half-wrapped his body around her, and when he saw the handkerchief in her hand, his face froze for a moment and he wanted to take it back.

Mu Zhou dodged, holding the handkerchief in his palm, and looked at him teasingly: "Have you been planning something for me for a long time?"

Song Wenchao's Adam's apple moved and he admitted, "Yes."

Mu Zhou's eyes were full of light. He raised his chin and kissed his lips actively.

I wanted to give him a small reward, but before I could escape, he held me in his arms and kissed me again.

He held her hand, interlocked their fingers, and slowly pressed her down on the table.

Mu Zhou panted and reminded: "It's still daytime, how can you..."

Song Wenchao blocked her lips and kissed her so deeply that she couldn't resist. Then he said something that made her blush and her heart beat fast:

"It just so happens that my wife and I have never tried to be in the study during the day."

Mu Zhou punched his shoulder, and was quickly restrained by his wrist...

*

When Mu Zhou woke up again, he found himself in the kitchen.

In the previous dimension, she and Song Wenchao were both long-lived people, living to the age of ninety before dying.

While she was in a daze, someone next to her pushed her:

"Mu Zhou, are you going to do it or not? If not, get out!"

Mu Zhou replied subconsciously: "No, I quit now."

As she said this, she threw down a handful of vegetables in her hand and untied her apron.

"Hey you..."

The head chef behind him was so angry that he was cursing, but Mu Zhou left without looking back.

She walked all the way to a newly opened five-star dessert restaurant and saw the recruitment poster posted outside the door. She took out her mobile phone to take a picture and left.

When she returned to the rental house, she turned on her phone and found that there were already 99+ unread messages.

Most of it came from the original owner's father.

[What's wrong with you again? I heard from your uncle that you were throwing a tantrum and threatening to resign? What on earth do you want to do?]

"You're already 24, almost 30, why are you still so childish? Do you know how many people I asked for help and how many favors I had to pay to get you this job?"

[What's wrong with a low salary? How can 1,800 yuan a month not be enough? How much can a girl like you spend?]

"What's wrong with being a bit tired? Being an apprentice is tiring. Back then, your mother and I worked even harder, but we never complained."

[What a great job! You don't even cherish it! You really want to piss me off to death.]

Mu Zhou read a few messages and couldn't help laughing.

She threw her phone aside and thought about the plot of this world.

The original owner had a low level of education, only a college degree, but her major was baking, which should have made it easy for her to find a job, and she studied very hard.

After graduation, he was hired by a local dessert shop chain.

But the original owner's parents didn't want her to stay there. They said they were afraid she would be cheated and forced her to return to her hometown.

Her parents also didn't understand what baking meant. To them, it was just being a chef.

But after graduation, I found out that her cooking skills were just average, and I concluded that she didn't study hard.

There weren't many dessert shops in the town for the original owner to show off his talents.

So they asked someone to send her to City A to be an apprentice to an uncle who was a chef.

Apprentices are hard-working and have low wages, and they can only help out and never learn anything, so it is impossible to recruit them.

But such a job that no one wants and can be easily found has become a hot commodity among the original owner's parents.

It's still a 'good job' that can only be found through connections.

Thinking of the days when the original owner had been exploited in recent years, Mu Zhou snorted coldly.