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

It was dark outside, but the lights in the room were not on.

Shen Qinghuai sat on the leather sofa with his black outdoor suit open, revealing the black cotton vest underneath.

He leaned back slightly, his posture relaxed, but his eyes were fixed on Mu Zhou, not wanting to miss any subtle changes in her expression.

Mu Zhou said that she would forgive his wild thoughts as long as he agreed to one condition, and then she excitedly took him back home.

Although Shen Qinghuai didn't know what she wanted to do, he always cooperated.

She had suffered too much and endured too much injustice in the past, and Shen Qinghuai just wanted her to be more free in the future.

But he didn't expect Mu Zhou to be so wanton tonight...

Mu Zhou asked him to take out a package from the space.

After taking out the package, Shen Qinghuai saw that her eyes brightened up obviously. He thought for a moment before remembering what it was.

The last time Mu Zhou was injured by a zombie, they stayed in that hotel. When they left, Mu Zhou packed some things and put them in his bag and asked him to put them into the space.

He put it away without even looking at it.

Now that he saw Mu Zhou was about to take it out, he was very confused.

But when he saw Mu Zhou take out the familiar leather handcuffs and ropes, his breath instantly became hot and his heart beat uncontrollably.

She actually put all these things away.

Watching Mu Zhou take out those things, Shen Qinghuai froze there, unable to move.

Mu Zhou slid over to his side, knelt on one knee beside the sofa, leaned over to him, and tied his hands while whispering:

"Last time, you fainted in the research institute due to overdrawing your psychic abilities. When you came back, I used my psychic power to help you recover. Then, I discovered something amazing..."

Shen Qinghuai tilted his head slightly, his eyes fixed on her face, and cooperated with her every move without any struggle.

Mu Zhou's voice lowered a little:

"It turns out that our spirits can create connections in our minds. How about we use our spirits..."

It was not until he heard that word from her mouth that Shen Qinghuai realized what she wanted to do.

His pupils constricted instantly, and then he was overwhelmed by lust.

Mu Zhou leaned close to his ear and spoke softly:

"Try it."

The tone could not hide the trembling shyness and... the eagerness to try.

She was also surprised to find that two people with the same psychic powers could have brief contact when exploring each other's spiritual world.

It's as if it has tentacles.

But that short time together can bring people great satisfaction.

When Shen Qinghuai was unconscious, she had tried to probe him briefly, but he was unconscious after all, so she only tried briefly.

She had always been curious about what it would be like if both of them were in a lucid state.

They had to cooperate with a psychic power experiment some time ago, so Mu Zhou didn't mention it.

Now the experiment is over.

You can... give it a try.

Mu Zhou pressed his shoulders with both hands, looked down at him, and began to try to release his mental power.

Shen Qinghuai, who was at a loss at first, quickly became tense.

He felt it.

The feeling of her spirit slowly flowing through her mind.

In an instant, his chest heaved violently and his breath was almost swallowed.

Shen Qinghuai raised his head impatiently, slowly opened his lips, and couldn't help frowning.

The veins on his neck bulged, and all the muscles in his body were tense.

His Adam's apple rolled, his breathing became completely disordered, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan from his throat.

His heart was beating violently as if it was no longer under his control.

After noticing his change, Mu Zhou inexplicably felt a sense of accomplishment.

She lowered her head and kissed the corner of Shen Qinghuai's lips, her voice full of laughter:

"Like it?"

She couldn't help but let her mental power run wilder.

The next second, she heard Shen Qinghuai making a sound that was almost uncontrollable...

*

Exploring other people's spiritual world is very exhausting for one's own spirit, so Mu Zhou soon ran out of strength and almost lost his balance.

At this time, Shen Qinghuai's hair was already wet, and his head rested weakly on her shoulder.

Just when Mu Zhou had enough fun and was about to get up to untie the ropes for him, he suddenly heard a "ripping" sound.

Before she could think about it, Shen Qinghuai turned over and pressed her under him.

The leather surface of the sofa made a creaking sound, which was particularly clear in the silent night.

Mu Zhou's brain froze for a moment, but he quickly reacted.

Shen Qinghuai broke free from the ropes.

Mu Zhou's eyelids twitched, and when he met his crimson eyes and the deep black depths of his pupils, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

There seemed to be something about to burst out of his eyes.

Mu Zhou realized that Shen Qinghuai was in extreme danger at this moment.

Sure enough, the next moment he kissed her lips fiercely.

At this time, Mu Zhou was still in the mood to respond.

She raised her chin slightly to respond to his kiss and put her arms around his neck.

But soon, she sensed Shen Qinghuai's mental power reaching out.

Along with it, there was his lazy voice after being satisfied:

"It turns out that Zhou Zhou likes this."

Mu Zhou had no time to stop his mental power.

The next second, it was as if fireworks exploded in my mind.

The fireworks seemed to carry crackling electric currents, running all over Mu Zhou's body.

She froze, her scalp almost tingling.

The itch that spread all the way to her waist almost made her lose consciousness.

This taste...

It's really driving me crazy.

Mu Zhou bit her lip and suddenly felt that her behavior just now was shooting herself in the foot.

She seemed to have made Shen Qinghuai discover something extraordinary.

Soon, her whole body became as limp as a puddle of water, and she no longer had the strength to hold on to his collar.

She took a breath and finally found her voice:

"Okay...Okay, Shen Qinghuai..."

She tried to push Shen Qinghuai away.

But her soft and delicate voice, to Shen Qinghuai at this moment, only sounded like a drug that accelerated his fall.

He didn't hold back at all.

Mu Zhou's heartbeat almost stopped. The numbness in her body was enough to make her collapse, and the mental weakness made her tremble uncontrollably.

Shen Qinghuai's kisses kept falling.

The hoarse voice was still coaxing her:

"Zhou Zhou... Zhou Zhou is good..."

It was as if he had opened the door to a new world, frantically exploring everything unfamiliar, and was reluctant to let her go.

Shen Qinghuai suddenly stood up, threw the coat that was in the way aside, bent down to pick up the person, and walked towards the bedroom.

Mu Zhou's body suddenly flew into the air. Frightened, he could only wrap his arms around his neck and bury his head in his chest.

Only the tip of the ear, which was so red that it seemed to be bleeding, was exposed.

In the room, Shen Qinghuai pinched her shoulders and rubbed them with his fingertips.

Mu Zhou had already lost the strength to struggle.

*

When Shen Qinghuai woke up the next day, he immediately noticed someone next to him.

His instinct made him alert, but soon the familiar touch and smell came over him, making him relax instantly.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked deeply at the person who was still sleeping in his arms.

He still remembers last night.

Last night’s loss of control, everything about last night.

Mu Zhou's eyes were filled with tears and his sobs were intermittent and broken.