Quick Wear: The villain is a heartthrob, and the boss can't stand it

Chapter 254 When the Cannon Fodder Prime Minister is Discovered in Man's Clothing (15)

Outside.

Xia Mochi clenched his fists tightly, his expression cold: "Which room is my brother in?"

"The one in front, the young master came to our store to try on clothes. I don't know what this note that was suddenly slipped to me is about!"

When he was there, everything was normal.

There were even four maids serving Sui Yu, so how could something go wrong so easily?

When the shopkeeper took out a note from his neck after leaving the room, he was completely stunned.

All he could see were the words "Leave it to my brother, if there's trouble," and he felt a chill on his back, so he hurried to find Xia Mochi.

Xia Mochi seemed to be calm at the moment, but he actually didn't know how long he had been walking. He felt like his soul was about to fly away in fear.

Sui Yu would not easily use this method to send him a message. For a moment, all kinds of outrageous ideas such as robbery and flower-stealing went through Xia Mochi's mind one by one.

Xia Mochi kicked open the thin door and walked into the room first, but suddenly froze.

Then he turned around very quickly and blocked Sui Hao, the shopkeeper and others who had not yet come in.

"Brother Hao, you stay outside and don't let anyone in."

Sui Hao stared with his grape-like eyes, and quickly reacted by blocking the door that was kicked open and leaking air, his back full of determination.

Xia Mochi couldn't smile at all now. He walked quickly into the room and halfway to the couch, he unfolded the screen to cover himself more.

It’s really...the scene inside is so thrilling.

The four maids were lying all over the ground. From Xia Mochi's perspective, the person in the emerald green robe and with a smaller figure was being pinned down by a man in black clothes.

Especially ambiguous and affectionate.

Xia Mochi was filled with rage and stopped in front of the couch. He saw that the scabbed wound on Sui Yu's lip had been sucked open again.

The swollen and congested lips are like the most beautiful flowers, blooming and releasing fragrance, making people feel itchy and uncomfortable.

Xia Mochi paused for three or two breaths, then restrained Yan Cheng, who had recovered some strength, and lifted him up from Sui Yu.

Sui Yu's clothes were in disarray, and were torn open, revealing some of her fair skin, which made Xia Mochi's face hot. He hurriedly looked away, but he couldn't help but look up.

Gentleman, villain, polite, barbaric... two completely different emotions collided in his mind, and he refused to stop his restlessness even if his head was broken and bleeding.

What was revealed on the surface was Xia Mochi standing there in a daze, refusing to let go and tightening his grip with increasing force.

Sui Yu glanced at Xia Mochi, who looked like a bodyguard, and then she turned her gaze and pulled out the sword that was placed next to the shelf for decoration.

It has no blade, but it reflects light and still exudes the unique deterrent power of cold weapons.

Yan Cheng had no strength to resist, or rather, he didn't even think about resisting. He just looked up at Sui Yu, the smile on his lips becoming more and more unbridled.

He could sense that there was no murderous intent in Sui Yu, and she didn't want to kill him anymore.

This definitely means that he already has some weight in her heart.

Those random thoughts were meaningless, he just regarded them as the interests shared by people of the same age.

Sui Yu knew at a glance that this person was not a person with any serious thoughts, and used the unsharpened sword to pry open his robe.

This extremely insulting action made Yan Cheng, who was kneeling on the ground with his hands tied behind his back, suddenly chuckle.

In fact, when he noticed that Sui Yu's sword tip had moved away, he rushed straight towards it.

It is naturally impossible to hurt anyone.

But the lapels on his chest were all opened by this unrestrained force, half revealing his abdominal muscles with smooth and well-defined lines.

He straightened his shoulders and showed them to Sui Yu. His dark pupils seemed to be shining. "Draw it a little lower."

Xia Mochi's face couldn't be any darker. He reached out to grab the back of his collar, but was suddenly blocked by Yan Cheng, who looked at him with a cold and sharp face.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them were already fighting.

Sui Yu knew that the poison would not be able to harm Yan Cheng for long. He was willing to be controlled by her only based on the pleasure he felt.

When he fell into Xia Mochi's hands, he naturally turned against him and was ruthless in his attacks.

There was a loud noise of tables and chairs falling to the ground in the house, which made Sui Hao, the shopkeeper, and the servants who were waiting outside all lower their heads for fear of being affected.

Seeing that the bedding on the soft couch was about to be stepped on by them, Sui Yu, who was sitting in the rocking chair and watching the show leisurely, slowly said: "Take off your shoes before stepping on it."

Xia Mochi, who was about to punch Yan Cheng on the shoulder, paused for a moment, and his foot, which was about to step on the couch, softened and he half-bent over.

He was hit on the waist by Yan Cheng's side kick and was knocked back two steps by gravity.

"You're attacking me by surprise?" Xia Mochi glared at him.

Yan Cheng laughed sarcastically, "Do I need a sneak attack to deal with you?"

As he spoke, the big hand swept across his eyes very quickly, and Xia Mochi felt a little dizzy. He glared at Yan Cheng, then fell softly towards Sui Yu.

As luck would have it, it fell straight into Sui Yu's arms.

The tall man seemed so weak, as if all his bones and muscles were pulled out and he could only collapse in Sui Yu's arms, his tone very aggrieved.

"Sir, I'm so dizzy."

Sui Yu raised her eyebrows, and lifted the man's chin with her fingertips, saying with a half-smile, "Why, you don't want to call me Huai Jin anymore?"

Before Xia Mochi, whose face flushed red, could say anything, Yan Cheng came up with a dark face and kicked him away.

The hand that was stretched out was grasped by a hand with slender white fingertips and natural jade-like texture.

Mistakingly thinking that Sui Yu was protecting the shameless bastard in her arms, Yan Cheng's expression was visibly teetering on the edge of madness.

But in the next moment, he was pulled by his wrist to her side, and as expected, he was half-sitting under Sui Yu.

A small, jade-white foot stepped on the area above his knee, and the gentle force made him lose all desire to stand up.

His whole body was tense, and Yan Cheng's dark pupils took in almost every change in Sui Yu's expression, along with the clearly perceived soft touch, which stimulated him to the point of almost going crazy.

Xia Mochi was lying in Sui Yu's arms with his back to her. He couldn't see the beautiful twists and turns, but he subconsciously sensed a slightly different atmosphere. He raised his hand to cover Sui Yu's waist and wanted to get up.

Sui Yu's eyes moved slightly, and her slender fingertips pressed on his shoulders, rubbing the soft flesh on his jaw teasingly, which made him stick to Sui Yu softly again and not want to move.

Yan Cheng was being stepped on, staring at Sui Yu with deep eyes, watching every movement of her hands, but he did nothing, supporting himself on the ground with his hands behind his back and lying on his back, enduring it.

The blue veins on his neck were forced to bulge out by this stimulation, and his Adam's apple rolled violently.

Sui Yu's features were clear, and her facial expression was inconsistent with all her actions. No one would think that she had any inappropriate intentions.

Just as Xia Mochi was rubbing against her neck, Sui Hao outside the door exclaimed:

"You can't go in!"