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

Chapter 679 The Child Bride's Delusional Dreams (17)

The hospital lights were dim at night.

Lu Lin walked to Mu Zhou's side, his gaze falling on her face, his eyes so deep that they were unreadable.

Actually, he and Mu Zhou and the others had been in the same place all day.

Unfortunately, an unexpected situation arose, so I was unable to meet her.

By the time he finished his work, it was already so late, so he didn't disturb her rest any longer.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly received a call from his subordinate.

The subordinates knew that Lu Zhi and his group were Lu Lin's relatives, and after learning that some of them were injured and had gone to the hospital, they quickly reported it.

When Lu Lin heard the description of blood flowing all over the ground and the person who went to the hospital being a fair-skinned and pretty young girl, his heart tightened instantly. In addition, he couldn't get through to Mu Zhou on his phone, so he rushed over immediately.

Fortunately, he managed to get through to Lu Zhi on the way and learned that Mu Zhou was alright and it was he who was injured, which relieved him.

Upon seeing Mu Zhou, his breathing had not yet fully calmed down.

His gaze was fixed on her, his voice strained:

Why is my phone off?

"cell phone?"

Mu Zhou took out his phone and realized it was out of battery.

She was going out tonight, and she originally wanted to borrow a charger, but she couldn't borrow one and instead ran into the injured Lu Zhi.

Mu Zhou was about to explain when he noticed that Lu Lin's wrist was also wrapped in a bandage.

"Uncle, are you hurt?"

Her brows furrowed slightly, her eyes filled with worry, and she disregarded everything else, directly taking his hand.

She moved very carefully:

"How did this happen? Uncle, you're such a grown man, how come you still get hurt so easily?"

The moment Mu Zhou grasped his hand, his fingertips trembled.

The soft fingertips glide across the skin, and almost all the blood in the body rushes to it, converging in the hands.

Lu Lin gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with a surging, dark heat as he looked at her.

He told her, word by word:

"Mu Zhou, if you don't like someone, don't give any signals that could be misunderstood, and don't worry about everyone so much."

His sudden, seemingly random remark stunned Mu Zhou.

"……what?"

She looked up, her eyes flickering for a few moments, and then, learning from the experience of the past, she understood something.

Mu Zhou thought he was referring to her accompanying Lu Zhi to the hospital.

Remembering how he had misunderstood her last time, Mu Zhou was furious:

“Lu Zhi is injured. I saw it, so how could I pretend I didn’t see it and go back to sleep? Besides, I just came to the hospital with him…”

"I wasn't referring to Lu Zhi."

"……what?"

Mu Zhou was halfway through her anger when he was stunned by his words.

Lu Lin stared intently at her and repeated:

"I'm not referring to Lu Zhi."

His face was expressionless, but his usually calm eyes were now unusually aggressive.

Lu Lin stepped forward, getting closer to her.

Their assertive side was clearly exposed, without any attempt to conceal it.

Over the years, as he rose through the ranks, his personality became much more tactful, and he always appeared steady, serious, and reliable in front of outsiders.

Those who know him well might still be able to detect a hint of indifference and aloofness, but he has long since learned to conceal his more outward emotions.

But after meeting Mu Zhou, he found himself constantly losing control.

My emotions fluctuated wildly, completely controlled by her.

At this moment, he couldn't bear it any longer.

He doesn't want to go on like this anymore.

Seeing the hint of retreat in Mu Zhou's eyes, Lu Lin's aura instantly became intensely aggressive.

He gripped Mu Zhou's wrist with his injured hand, preventing her from escaping again.

He pressed him for an answer:

Why are you so concerned about me?

Mu Zhou looked somewhat confused. She opened her mouth, as if to explain.

Lu Lin, however, had already realized what she wanted to say and spoke first:

"Don't say I'm your uncle. We're not related by blood at all."

He pressed closer, and with a slight exertion of force, pulled the person directly into his arms.

Lu Lin looked down at her, his throat tightening.

He no longer concealed his desire for her, and grabbed her waist, leading her to the stairwell next door.

Everything happened so fast that Mu Zhou didn't have time to react.

The heavy slam of the iron gate shut pulled her back from her dazed state.

She was pinned against the wall, and Lu Lin pressed his body against her, his deep eyes fixed on her.

Her chin was pinched and lifted up.

The next instant, Lu Lin's lips pressed against mine.

Mu Zhou's eyes widened, and before he could react, he was overwhelmed and plundered.

A tingling, numb sensation spread like an electric current, making her legs weak and unable to resist, causing her to want to struggle.

Lu Lin kissed her deeply, his large hand gripping her waist, easily subduing her resistance.

The two pressed themselves even closer together.

His hands kneaded and groped around her waist, feeling the slender waist that could be encircled by two hands.

All I could hear were her occasional muffled groans.

Driven to madness, he pressed the person in his arms against himself, wishing he could make her a part of his very being.

A tingling, numb sensation spread from his heart, and he could feel the throbbing even at the tips of his fingertips.

He should have kissed her like that a long time ago.

She belongs to him.

Lu Lin's kiss was exceptionally forceful.

He swallowed Mu Zhou's trembling voice.

Her tongue was hooked, and her scalp tingled instantly. She almost lost all strength and could only lean softly against his chest.

The quiet stairwell was filled only with ambiguous sounds that made one blush and their heart race.

On the other side, Lu Zhi came out of the consultation room and found it strange that the corridor was empty.

Where did Mu Zhou go?

And my uncle, he seems to have come over too.

He took out his phone to make a call.

As I passed by the stairwell, my peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the small pane of glass on the door, and for a moment my mind went completely blank.

He didn't dare linger, his body stiff as he continued walking forward, muttering something unintentionally:

"Hey, where's Mu Zhou? I'll go downstairs and look for her."

After saying that, he quickly walked to the elevator and pressed the button.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, he rushed in, pressed himself against the wall, and patted his chest vigorously.

Depend on!

Did he see it right?!

Uncle actually pinned Mu Zhou against the wall and kissed him?

He definitely didn't see wrong!

Although it was only a glimpse, he could clearly see that it was his uncle and Mu Zhou.

no……

Mu Zhou was Shang Henian's childhood sweetheart.

How could his uncle do such a thing?

Isn't this stealing someone else's love?

Although Shang Henian was always saying one thing and meaning another, he could see clearly that there was definitely something going on between the two of them.

Now my uncle has interfered...

It's dangerous.

How could someone as naive and impulsive as Shang Henian possibly outmaneuver his uncle, a cunning old fox?

Lu Zhi silently lit a candle for his good brother.

However, this matter is too shocking.

How did Uncle and Mu Zhou, who are completely unrelated, get involved?

Isn't this like an old cow eating young grass? There's a generational gap...

Lu Zhi was completely baffled.

On the other side of the stairwell, Lu Lin's eyes narrowed as he caught a glimpse of a figure flashing past the door.

And then there's that saying, "There's no silver buried here."

His expression remained unchanged as he continued to hold Mu Zhou's waist and kiss her passionately.

Lu Lin didn't care who found out.

Now that he had already been exposed to Mu Zhou, he naturally no longer needed to pretend.