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

In Mu Zhou's bedroom, Jing Zhan was carefully helping her remove the hair accessories.

He controlled Mu Zhou's body with one hand, making her sit on the edge of the bed and not fall, and with the other hand he removed several pearl hairpins.

Just as he was about to help her untie her hair, Mu Zhou suddenly stood up and wrapped his arms tightly around the back of his neck.

Jing Zhan was caught off guard and subconsciously put his arm around her waist to prevent her from falling.

Mu Zhou's eyes were misty after drinking, and when he looked at him, the hazy charm made people feel itchy.

Jing Zhan inevitably swallowed his saliva.

Mu Zhou held him tightly, stood on tiptoe like a spoiled child, and kissed his chin:

"Thanks, you are very kind."

A faint smell of alcohol mixed with the sweet fragrance from Mu Zhou came over, making Jing Zhan unable to help but want to continue smelling her unique scent.

And he did.

Jing Zhan lowered his head and buried it in her neck. His tall nose slowly brushed across her skin, causing a shudder.

The moist breath spread, causing Mu Zhou to shiver uncontrollably and gradually begin to feel hot.

She couldn't help but hold Jing Zhan tighter, wrapping herself around him like a vine.

Just when I thought Jing Zhan would continue, he suddenly stood up straighter and said in a calm and composed voice:

"Be good, go wash up and get some rest early."

The distance between them was widened, as if they were deliberately keeping a distance, as if the ambiguity just now did not exist, and he was just hugging her.

Mu Zhou tilted his head and looked at him. At this moment, he looked like a gentleman.

She suddenly smiled, her lips and eyes filled with charm.

"how about you?"

The murmurs that come with drinking are like the alluring beauty of spring, causing a crack to appear in Jing Zhan's calm eyes. He rolled his throat:

"I'll wait for you here. I'm worried about you drinking. I won't leave until you come out."

This is what Mu Zhou once said to him.

He still remembered the throbbing in his heart when he heard Mu Zhou say these words with concern.

The smile on his lips softened, and he was about to let go of her hand to help her get her pajamas, but Mu Zhou came up again and put his arms around his waist:

"No, I want you to stay with me."

Mu Zhou could naturally feel his instant stiffness, so he took advantage of the situation and nuzzled into his arms:

"I'm drunk and it's not safe for me to wash myself."

Just as Jing Zhan was about to calm down, two flames suddenly ignited in his eyes. He lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Zhou as if he wanted to eat her alive.

But the pink blush on her face and the misty eyes made her look like she was talking nonsense after being drunk, so Jing Zhan forced himself to suppress the evil fire and spoke as calmly as possible:

"You are drunk, don't talk nonsense."

"Then carry me to the bathroom."

It seemed that Mu Zhou had finally come to his senses and stopped insisting.

So Jing Zhan picked her up and went to the bathroom.

*

The water temperature in the bathtub is just right, and the faint scent of rose essential oil wafts around, making people unable to help but indulge in it.

Mu Zhou stood in front of the sink, leaning forward slightly, and untied the last restraint of his long hair in front of the mirror. By the way, he said to Jing Zhan who was trying to escape in a hurry:

"Brother Jingzhan, help me zip up."

She didn't look back, but looked at the figure through the mirror.

Hearing this name again, Jing Zhan felt a tingling sensation on his back, which quickly spread to his entire body.

He slowly turned around and looked at Mu Zhou's slender back and her hazy face in the mirror.

The heat gradually enveloped the mirror, making it no longer clear, and Jing Zhan's eyes seemed to be blurred and began to become unclear.

He seemed to have finally dropped his disguise and slowly walked towards Mu Zhou.

*

Facing Jing Zhan's scarlet eyes, Mu Zhou wanted to say something, but before she could open her mouth, her lips were kissed fiercely.

He was completely different from Jing Zhan in the bedroom just now. The man in front of her was practically plundering, gnawing, sucking, and doing everything he could to try to tear her apart and eat her.

Mu Zhou had already drunk quite a bit of wine, and now, ignited by Jing Zhan, the heat of alcohol in his heart began to become uncontrollable.

Until the end, when Mu Zhou could hardly stand after being kissed, Jing Zhan finally remembered her request and stretched out a hand to her back.

"I'll help you."

With a "swish", the zipper was opened along the back, and the satin skirt was smoothly taken off.

Mu Zhou couldn't help but want to dodge, but he could only hide in the arms of the man in front of him.

Jing Zhan laughed lowly, and one big hand slowly slid from the back of her neck to her beautiful shoulder blade, and then to the dimple of her waist.

Her fair and tender skin slowly turned into an alluring pink as he moved.

Jing Zhan raised his hand to unbutton his shirt...

*

When the two came out of the bathroom again, Mu Zhou no longer had the strength to open his eyes.

She was carried back to the bed, curled up in the quilt and wanted to continue sleeping.

She thought Jing Zhan would leave and return to his bedroom, but she didn't expect that the bed would soon sink, and a hot body pressed against Mu Zhou's back, holding her in his arms.

"Go to sleep. You've worked hard."

After he spoke these words in a cold voice close to Mu Zhou's ear, the pink that had originally faded appeared on Mu Zhou's cheeks again.

She angrily stretched out her hand and twisted his waist:

"It's hard for you, too, to work so hard."

The pain in his waist made him groan, but he still answered shamelessly:

"I can work even harder, as long as you don't object."

Mu Zhou snorted coldly and ignored him, but when he thought about what happened in the bathroom just now, he couldn't help but tremble.

Jing Zhan is a typical man who can coax but won't stop.

All he said were nice words like "be good", "I'm sorry, baby", "I'll do whatever you say", "OK, it's all my fault", "be good, baby", "it's okay, just bite me hard" and so on. He was a great coaxer, but in the face of her accusations and tears, he showed no sign of stopping.

Thinking of that, Mu Zhou closed his eyes tightly to stop himself from thinking about it.

Noticing that her breathing was gradually becoming steady, Jing Zhan kissed her cheek with a satisfied smile on his face.

He is certainly not a self-disciplined gentleman. He instinctively wants to be as close to his beloved woman as possible.

But Mu Zhou was so timid and shy that he was really afraid of scaring her, so he kept restraining himself.

Unexpectedly, Mu Zhou took the initiative everywhere, which made it impossible for him to remain calm.

He couldn't help but kiss the tip of Mu Zhou's nose again, until she frowned and whimpered in her sleep, then he gently comforted her: "Go to sleep, go to sleep, I won't bother you."

*

Jing Zhan's proposal was poorly kept secret.

It wasn't that anyone leaked it, but Jing Zhan's nervousness was almost written on his face.

Since the day before, Mu Zhou had been watching him perform eight hundred fake moves in one second, and instantly understood what he was going to do next, so he cooperated silently.

Finally, in the Jing Group's manor that was not open to the public, Jing Zhan formally proposed to her.

The two chose to hold their wedding in the spring of the following year, the season when all things come back to life.

The scale and extravagance of the wedding were talked about with relish for more than a decade.