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

After Mu Zhou slipped away from Su Zhiyan, he thought he was busy with social engagements.

But in fact, she never left his sight.

Su Zhiyan absentmindedly shook the wine glass in his hand, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the figure.

Then, she saw a young man looking at her lovingly.

From his perspective, the two seemed to be looking at each other affectionately.

Su Zhiyan's expression slightly restrained, he put down his wine glass and walked towards the two of them.

Then, Mu Zhou's words, "You are the best person to me since I was a child," sank into his heart.

Su Zhiyan suddenly stopped, his eyes trembled, as if something was spreading in his chest, burning hot.

*

Mu Zhou seemed startled when he saw Su Zhiyan suddenly appear, his eyes widened.

He looked unhappy, but Mu Zhou knew that his mood was not too bad.

Because just now, Su Zhiyan's favorability has reached 55%.

She knew that Su Zhiyan must have heard what she said.

Mu Zhou plucked up his courage and put his arm around his arm again as naturally as possible:

"Are you leaving?"

Su Zhiyan lowered his eyes and looked at her white and tender hands hidden in his black suit, his eyes darkened for a moment.

His Adam's apple rolled silently, and when he raised his eyes again, his eyes finally became clearer.

He heard Mu Zhou's subtext and asked:

"tired?"

Mu Zhou nodded embarrassedly:

"It's my first time wearing such high heels, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

After hearing this, Su Zhiyan took her outside without hesitation.

Mu Zhen watched the two of them walk away and subconsciously wanted to follow them.

The charity dinner hasn't ended yet, why are you leaving?

But just as she reached the door, she was stopped by the Su family's bodyguards.

Mu Zhen could only glare at Mu Zhou hatefully as he snuggled up to Su Zhiyan and got into the car.

*

The car did not drive back to the Su family.

This time Mu Zhou was awake, so he naturally discovered it.

She instinctively became nervous and looked at Su Zhiyan from time to time:

"Where are we going?"

Su Zhiyan replied to her in a calm tone:

"go home."

Mu Zhou was like a frightened little rabbit, her fur almost standing on end. She shrank into the corner, wishing she could stick to the car door.

But the next moment, Su Zhiyan pulled her to his side:

"What are you hiding from?"

Mu Zhou said stubbornly, "I didn't hide."

But his body was extremely stiff.

Her heart beat faster and faster as she looked at the unfamiliar scenery outside until the car stopped in the underground garage.

Mu Zhou got out of the car reluctantly, looked around curiously, and moved further and further away from him.

Su Zhiyan suddenly stopped and said, "You want me to hold you?" He smiled inexplicably, "Yeah, last time you were drunk, I carried you back."

As he said this, he turned around and pretended to pick her up.

Mu Zhou's tension, which had just been relieved, came back again, and he hurried to catch up with him without any further delay.

Su Zhiyan glanced at Mu Zhou who was standing beside him and walked back into the elevator.

Seeing that Su Zhiyan gave up the idea, Mu Zhou felt relieved. She glared at Su Zhiyan in annoyance.

She thought that Su Zhiyan would not be able to see her if she stood behind him, but she didn't know that the reflection of the elevator door in front of him allowed Su Zhiyan to see all her little movements.

He curled his lips and smiled.

*

After entering the room, Mu Zhou didn't dare to look again.

Su Zhiyan suddenly grabbed her hand, used a little force to push her down to sit on the sofa, and then turned and went to the next room.

Just when Mu Zhou was puzzled, he came out with a medicine box.

Su Zhiyan walked straight to her, squatted down, lifted up her skirt that reached the ground, and gently held her ankle.

Mu Zhou subconsciously wanted to retract it, but he didn't expect that although he seemed to be holding it loosely, he actually used some strength.

Her slender ankle was restrained by his big hand, and she could hardly move at all. Then she heard Su Zhiyan's low voice say:

"obedient."

Mu Zhou's heart skipped a beat.

This command was given with a doting tone, which was particularly alluring.

She subconsciously stopped struggling.

Su Zhiyan carefully took off her high heels and found that the heel of her right foot had been rubbed off, revealing traces of blood.

His face was gloomy, and when he spoke again, there was a subtle chill in his tone:

"Why don't you tell me?"

"...It's okay, it doesn't hurt much, I can hold on."

Seeing that Su Zhiyan still seemed a little angry, she hurriedly explained:

"Besides, everyone is chatting and the atmosphere is so good. If I say my foot is scraped, I'll have to find someone to bring me a Band-Aid and go to a rest area. Maybe they'll even accompany me. That would be so troublesome. I don't want to spoil everyone's fun."

She has always been afraid of causing trouble to others since she was a child. She would endure it as much as she could. She has become accustomed to it and doesn't think it's a big deal.

But for Su Zhiyan, these words were extremely unbearable.

My heart felt like it was stabbed and was aching.

He slowly raised his head to look at Mu Zhou.

At this time, Mu Zhou was also looking down at him, with her hair hanging down and covering half of her cheek, making her facial features look even more delicate.

Seeing him looking at him, Mu Zhou smiled:

"It's really okay."

Su Zhiyan's heart ached even more.

He rolled his throat, and there was a hint of pity in his cold voice:

"From now on, don't worry so much. Just tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

Mu Zhou was stunned and stared at him with blinking eyes.

Su Zhiyan waited patiently for her reply:

"Promise me that you will tell me if you feel uncomfortable or unhappy in the future."

Mu Zhou bit his lower lip, not knowing what he was thinking about, and nodded slowly: "Okay."

Su Zhiyan lowered his eyes again, his eyelashes casting a dark shadow. He picked up iodine to disinfect the wound first.

The slight stinging made Mu Zhou move involuntarily, but fortunately the pain soon passed.

She also had the leisure to start paying attention to Su Zhiyan.

At this time, Su Zhiyan was still wearing the suit he wore at the banquet, and he didn't even have time to take off his coat.

Dressed in a dark suit, he half-knelt in front of Mu Zhou, letting Mu Zhou's feet rest on his knees. He applied medicine to her with a serious and earnest look.

"The wound needs to be exposed to air, so don't put a Band-Aid on it yet. Be careful when wearing shoes these few days."

Although it was a careful reminder, it still sounded serious and formal when he said it.

Mu Zhou stared at him blankly, and suddenly said:

"Mr. Su, you really are like the father I imagined."

Her words came out without any thought. After she finished speaking, she met Su Zhiyan's cold gaze and realized what she had said.

She quickly covered her mouth and closed her eyes in annoyance.

How could she say what was in her heart so quickly? If it wasn't inconvenient now, she really wanted to run away quickly.

At this time, Su Zhiyan's face had turned dark.

He held the cotton swab in his hand, and the vein on his forehead throbbed.

In such an ambiguous and tender scene, she actually said that he was like her imaginary father?

Su Zhiyan was speechless and almost laughed out loud. His cold eyes shot straight at her. If his gaze had substance, he would probably pinch her waist and question her harshly.