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

On the sofa, the man was wearing a military uniform, solemn and cold, his muscles fitting the fabric like a ferocious wolf ready to pounce.

He wore a pair of white gloves, and his movements were both noble and dangerous.

"Commander..."

When Mu Zhou realized what was happening, his ears instantly felt hot.

She subconsciously clutched the towel to her chest.

Guan Zhuoyan stood up and approached her, staring at her with dark eyes that were extremely cold.

The surging momentum made people unable to help but retreat, and Mu Zhou naturally couldn't withstand it.

She retreated step by step until she was close to the wall.

At this time, Guan Zhuoyan had already come in front of her.

She tilted her head and looked at him. Her little face was as clear as a lotus flower emerging from water, but her ears were so red that they seemed to bleed.

Guan Zhuoyan noticed her embarrassment and began to look at her.

At this time, she was only wearing a not-so-big bath towel.

The bath towel was only long enough to reach the thighs, barely covering the buttocks, leaving a pair of slender long legs completely exposed.

The large blank area on the chest is completely uncovered.

The fair and delicate skin and the slender and well-proportioned figure were fully displayed in front of Guan Zhuoyan.

The half-dry hair hangs on the shoulders, messy yet unique.

There were still a few drops of water on Mu Zhou's raised neck, which slowly slid down as her body trembled slightly.

Guan Zhuoyan was much taller than her. At this moment, he lowered his eyebrows and his eyes followed the drop of water uncontrollably as it slowly moved, until the drop of water completely disappeared among the full white breasts that rose and fell on his chest.

It makes people think a lot.

The bird's-eye view allowed him to take in everything.

Guan Zhuoyan's eyes darkened, and his throat tightened as if it was irritated.

Mu Zhou was distracted by his stare and could only speak dryly:

"Why are you back? I, I'll go back and change my clothes first."

As he said that, he turned around and left.

But the big hand in the white glove suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Guan Zhuoyan took another step closer, almost sticking to her.

It's like a huge mountain, giving off a strong sense of oppression.

He was so close that the cold smell mixed with blood was more obvious.

It was as if he had just experienced a massacre.

Or maybe he really experienced a massacre.

This makes people even more frightened.

Mu Zhou's eyes, which always held a hint of charm, were now wide open, filled with fear and terror.

Such obvious guilty conscience made Guan Zhuoyan calm down and think about his purpose.

A deep voice sounded in her ears:

"What are you afraid of? Have you done something wrong to me?"

Mu Zhou was startled and looked at him.

At this moment, Guan Zhuoyan's expressionless face concealed a cold and gloomy look.

Mu Zhou shook his head with a trembling voice:

"I don't understand what you are saying. Can you please let me go first?"

Her pretty brows were furrowed, as if in pain, but she didn't dare to struggle and just let him hold her wrist tightly.

This well-behaved and somewhat pitiful look was completely different from the two previous times I saw her, when she was calm and composed, as if nothing had anything to do with her.

However, she is more pleasing to the eye this way.

She shouldn't be so rational, nor should she be so polite and fake-smile in front of him.

Guan Zhuoyan's attention fell on the two people's hands pressed together.

His hands were large, but her wrists were thin.

Thinner than the wrist of any enemy he had ever held.

Just a little force will break it.

He rubbed her pulse point through his gloves with his fingertips, and thought of the photos again.

After taking it out of his pocket, he silently waved it in front of Mu Zhou.

Mu Zhou looked closely and found that the photo was actually a secretly taken photo of her and A Liang.

"Who is this man?"

Guan Zhuoyan's tone remained calm, as if he was not very angry.

But the coldness in his eyes was already rising and falling secretly.

The photos were accidentally taken by his former bodyguard, and he asked someone to investigate as soon as he saw them.

As a result, they found the place where the two had met last time.

In the photo, the woman is wearing a dress that is ladylike yet slightly sexy, with light makeup and a hairstyle, looking exquisite from head to toe.

She was completely different from the old-fashioned wife he had in mind.

Guan Zhuoyan couldn't explain what his mood was at that time.

He only knew that if a woman betrayed him, he would never let her go.

So he lost his patience and composure and came back directly from prison to kill.

He even forgot his habit of taking a shower every time he left the prison.

Mu Zhou understood that he must have misunderstood something and immediately explained:

"This person is my father's creditor. You don't even remember him. My father is a gambler and I owe him money..."

Mu Zhou panicked and told everything that had happened before and some time ago in a jumbled manner, not daring to hide anything.

Guan Zhuoyan was holding her wrist at the moment, but Mu Zhou felt that if she couldn't explain herself clearly in one sentence, that big hand would probably hold her neck.

After Mu Zhou finished explaining everything, Guan Zhuoyan still had no expression on his face.

But the cold aura on his body dissipated a lot.

He spoke in a businesslike manner:

"I'll investigate. This better be true."

After hearing what he said, Mu Zhou tried to gently pull back his wrist.

Seeing that he really let go, she turned around and ran.

But as soon as she turned around, Guan Zhuoyan grabbed her waist from behind and brought her back with one arm.

Mu Zhou was so scared that he almost screamed, and he couldn't help but start struggling.

As a result, he accidentally fell on the sofa.

Guan Zhuoyan followed closely and pressed forward.

After a struggle, the bath towel on Mu Zhou's chest, which was not strong to begin with, completely loosened.

She hastily withdrew her hand from Guan Zhuoyan's chest, trying frantically to cover something.

All of this fell into Guan Zhuoyan's eyes.

Her chest heaving with nervousness and shame, her cheeks flushed and charming, and her skin almost entirely dyed pink.

Every scene is so captivating that one cannot take their eyes off it.

For the first time, Guan Zhuoyan felt his heart skip a beat.

Very strange.

Mu Zhou's resistance and attempts to cover up made him even more dissatisfied.

She was very conflicted with herself.

This shouldn't happen because they are husband and wife.

So Guan Zhuoyan pressed her hands on top of her head with one hand and controlled her forcefully.

This is not difficult at all.

The girl lying under him had her pupils trembling slightly, as if she felt something was unbelievable.

"You can't do this..."

She shook her head, panicking.

Guan Zhuoyan frowned:

"Be quiet."

He is the commander and is used to giving orders.

And he has never been disobeyed by anyone.

Even in such a situation, such a tone always makes people unconsciously submit and dare not resist.

Mu Zhou couldn't help but tremble. She instinctively sensed the danger, but was so frightened by the momentum that she was speechless.

At this time, Guan Zhuoyan's other big hand covered over.

Before Mu Zhou could react, he began to wander.

The bath towel that was in the way was torn off.

The hair that was casually gathered together also spread out, spreading on her neck and the sofa.

Everything fell into Guan Zhuoyan's eyes.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the person under him, his dark eyes looking so intently, but his handsome face remained calm and solemn.

As if he was doing some serious official business.