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

Mu Zhou held his breath inexplicably, his peach blossom eyes trembling as he looked at him, like a silent invitation.

Yu Zhuoci's throat rolled, his heart seemed to be scratched, and he was unconsciously pulled by her.

She didn't refuse.

At this moment, this was the only voice in Yu Zhuoci's mind.

The next moment, he lowered his head and kissed her.

A strong aura instantly invaded Mu Zhou, enveloping her in his own world.

His aura was as overbearing as he was. It penetrated into Mu Zhou's body, roamed around wantonly, and brought waves of tremors.

Mu Zhou closed his eyes, his arms gradually climbed up his shoulders, he tilted his head slightly, feeling his disordered breathing and wanton sucking.

Yu Zhuoci felt as if all the blood vessels in his body were about to burst.

In such a dim environment, a public yet private occasion, he and Mu Zhou kissed so intimately.

He instinctively wanted more, especially after feeling her initiative.

Yu Zhuoci repeatedly bit her soft lips, letting her sink into it with him and exchanging each other's heartbeats.

In the background, there is gentle music from a love movie.

After a long time, when the movie was already halfway through, Yu Zhuoci finally reluctantly moved away a little, gasping for breath and leaving her lips.

He brushed his fingertips across Mu Zhou's already swollen lips, and pecked them tenderly.

Mu Zhou's eyes were filled with mist and the corners of his eyes were red. He looked at him without blinking, and Yu Zhuoci almost couldn't control himself again.

He rolled down his throat, pressed her in his arms, and hid her bright and tempting face, not wanting anyone to see it.

He placed his big hand behind Mu Zhou's head, tilted his head slightly, and in his sharp and cold eyes, there was still a lustful look that he had no time to hide.

He looked directly at the man sitting in the last seat without hesitation.

The two men's eyes met, and the air seemed to be still.

Shen Luochen sat there stiffly, his mind blank.

When he saw Mu Zhou and Yu Zhuoci kissing, he suddenly felt like his computer had crashed and he couldn't move at all.

When he saw Yu Zhuoci looking at him provocatively, he clenched his fists and almost couldn't control himself and rushed up to punch him twice.

He did it on purpose.

Yu Zhuoci did it on purpose!

He was trembling all over, clenching his teeth tightly, and the red bloodshot under his eyes seemed to be exploding, and his entire eyeball was filled with scarlet.

But he didn't have the courage to snatch Mu Zhou back.

Yu Zhuoci quickly looked away, not taking his anger seriously at all.

Yu Zhuoci lowered his head and bit the tip of Mu Zhou's ear, his whispering voice revealing a hint of danger.

"I'm just a tool for you, how are you going to compensate me, huh?"

A hoarse voice flowed into Mu Zhou's ears, accompanied by a wet stinging pain. She subconsciously dodged, but still could not escape Yu Zhuoci's arms.

Mu Zhou pretended to be stupid: "What compensation? I don't know what you are talking about."

Yu Zhuoci chuckled softly: "Using me as a tool to stimulate Shen Luochen, he will deny it after the kiss."

Mu Zhou's initiative during the kiss made him lose his mind for a moment, his heart was beating fast, and he only wanted to plunder and take.

But when he gradually calmed down, he discovered the existence of Shen Luochen.

Recalling what had just happened, he couldn't help but hold his breath in his chest.

Although he had suggested this to Mu Zhou, when Mu Zhou really used him as a tool to provoke Shen Luochen, he became angry that she took Shen Luochen too seriously.

At first, he just wanted Mu Zhou to look at him, even if it meant using him.

But now, Yu Zhuoci admits that he wants more and more, and is becoming less and less satisfied.

He wanted Mu Zhou to only have him in his heart and never see anyone else.

Mu Zhou was confident in his accusations:

"I didn't see him." Then he muttered, "Besides, wasn't it you who suggested it?"

Yu Zhuoci couldn't help but hold her cunning little mouth again, wanting to bite it hard so that she could no longer say those words he didn't want to hear.

However, after touching the soft lips, all his grievances and resentment disappeared instantly. He couldn't help but soften his grip and tenderly sucked in every inch of the sweetness.

Shen Luochen, who was sitting in the back seat, couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

As the movie was coming to an end, he suddenly stood up and kicked the seat hard.

The force was so strong that the audience in the front seats were startled and turned around to look.

At this point, Mu Zhou naturally couldn't pretend he hadn't noticed.

She raised her head from Yu Zhuoci's arms and looked at Shen Luochen.

At this time, Shen Luochen's eyes were bloodshot, his face was full of cold anger, and his chest was heaving violently, as if he was suppressed to the extreme.

He stared at Mu Zhou, his eyes seemed angry, puzzled, and pleading.

When Mu Zhou first saw him, he was stunned for a moment, as if he was very surprised, but he quickly restrained his unnecessary expression and did not show any intention of making excuses.

Shen Luochen felt a pain in his heart and could hardly breathe.

The other audience members were dissatisfied with his behavior and wanted to blame him for affecting others' viewing of the movie, but seeing how crazy he was, they were afraid that he would go crazy and hurt himself, so they quietly went to find the staff.

The staff arrived quickly.

The lights in the theater came on, and when the manager saw that it was Yu Zhuoci, he hurried forward to greet him.

This shopping mall is Yu Zhuoci's property, and so is the cinema.

The manager may not know other senior leaders of the group, but he remembers this prince of the Beijing circle in his heart.

Fearing that today's events would affect the prince's mood, he hurriedly sent someone to find out what happened.

Yu Zhuoci asked Mu Zhou in a low voice whether he wanted to continue reading it, and Mu Zhou shook his head.

She was a little hungry.

Afterwards, Yu Zhuoci calmly took Mu Zhou's hand and stood up, saying to the manager:

"Hold him accountable for damaging property and disturbing public order, and make him compensate other spectators for their losses."

The manager quickly agreed.

Then Yu Zhuoci and Mu Zhou left the theater.

When passing by Shen Luochen, Mu Zhou didn't even glance at him.

It was as if the two of them were strangers, just passing each other.

Shen Luochen felt a lump in his throat and almost burst into tears.

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Outside the cinema, Mu Zhou and Yu Zhuoci held hands and talked about where they would go for dinner.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps behind me.

"Mu Zhou, let's have a good talk."

He stepped forward and tried to grab Mu Zhou's arm and take him away from Yu Zhuoci.

At this point he could no longer remain calm.

But naturally, he didn't meet Mu Zhou.

Two bodyguards in black appeared from nowhere and controlled him on the left and right.

"Yu Zhuoci, you bastard! You told them to let me go. If you were a man, you would fight me one-on-one. What kind of skill is that?! Let me go!"

Shen Luochen didn't care about his image and struggled frantically.

It was just his provocation, and Yu Zhuoci didn't take it seriously at all.

"You, want to challenge me in a one-on-one duel?" Yu Zhuoci's lips curled up slightly with a hint of sarcasm, "You're not qualified yet."

Shen Luochen naturally felt uncomfortable being humiliated like this. He felt his self-esteem was hurt, and he was sad because Mu Zhou remained silent and did not speak for him.

He looked at Mu Zhou in despair and shed a tear:

"Mu Zhou, I was wrong. Can we go home?"

He looked fragile, as if his world had collapsed.

Mu Zhou looked at him quietly. After a moment, she broke free from Yu Zhuoci's hand and slowly walked towards him.

A glimmer of hope gradually appeared in Shen Luochen's eyes.