Fast Travel: The Villain Is Obsessed with Attacking Me

Immediately, the corners of his lips were raised in a happy mood: But my hands and feet are not convenient, and there is no way to get wet.

Wen Qi frowned and pursed her lips.

...It seems to be inconvenient.

Wen Wen: Then... you don't want to wash it, do you?

Lu Yi raised his eyebrows, a little funny: Can you not wash?

Wen Qi thought about his sticky body before, then thought about Lu Yi's blood-stained sleeves, and successfully wrinkled his face.

Wen Wen: Then, wash it carefully and try not to get your hands wet. I'll come over tomorrow to help you change the bandage.

Lu Yi: OK.

Lu Yi put down his phone, hooked his lips and unbuttoned it, and went to the bathroom.

The light was turned on, and the man's muscular and smooth body was exposed to the light.

He put his whole body under the shower head indifferently, the splashing water flowed all over his body, and the bandages wrapped around his hands wetly.

-

The next day, Wen Qi got up early in the morning. After washing up, she struggled to choose an apricot skirt with a doll collar, put on lace socks, tied a ball, pinned it to the side of her head with a hairpin of the same color, and licked her lips. Lips, the whole person exudes a cute atmosphere.

After going downstairs, Wen Qi ate a few mouthfuls of breakfast in a hurry and went out with the soup made by Aunt Liu.

Uncle Li sent her downstairs in the community and left. Wen Qi subconsciously touched the meatball's head and hairpin.

OK, neither loose nor crooked.

Wen Qi bent his eyes, then frowned, and took out his phone after a long silence.

Wen Wen: Which floor do you live on?

……

The room was dimly lit and the curtains were drawn tightly.

Lu Yi was lying on the bed in a daze at this moment, with his eyes closed and the back of his hand resting on his forehead, the skin felt hot to the touch.

Because the wound was drenched with water last night without any scruples, he didn't take care of it. He took off the bandage and threw it aside. Today, the wound was successfully inflamed.

Ding--

Suddenly, a beep sounded in the quiet room.

Lu Yi closed his eyes, and suddenly smiled, then forced himself to sit up and took the phone.

Lu Yi: The third floor.

After sending this sentence, continue typing before waiting for the person to reply.

Lu Yi: Are you downstairs?I come down.

Lu Yi supported his forehead and got off the bed. The huge dizziness made him pause for a while, then frowned and walked out of the bedroom.

-

Because she watched him go upstairs last night, Wen Qi rattled up to the second floor before he replied, and then stood on the second floor waiting.

After Lu Yi replied to her, Wen Qi walked towards the third floor holding his phone.

Wen Qi was raising his hand to ring the doorbell, and the next second the door clicked open.

The figure in front of the door enveloped her in an instant, Wen Qi held up her white hands with confused eyes, and her round pink nails were in the air.

Lu Yi looked at the small group of people, lightly smiled and straightened his hair, and said in a hoarse voice, "Stupid?"

Only then did Wen Qi come to his senses, bent his eyes and lifted the thermos bottle he was carrying: "Look, I brought you soup."

Lu Yi glanced at the pink thermos, then turned his gaze back to Wen Qi indifferently.

"Well, it's cute."

Wen Qi tilted his head, and said softly, "Is the thermos cute? Aunt Liu chose it."

This action made Lu Yi immediately notice her little flower hairpin, and frowned: "Why isn't it strawberry?"

"Eh?"

Wen Qi touched the hairpin: "Strawberries don't deserve skirts."

Lu Yi pursed his lips, took a pair of slippers from the shoe rack beside him, put them in front of Wen Qi, and took a few steps back.

"I don't have a second pair of slippers. You wear mine first, and I'll buy them later."

"Oh."

Wen Qi took off her cute little leather shoes, and put her feet in lace socks into slippers. The overly wide shoes made her walk with a rattle, like a child who stole an adult's shoes.

Lu Yi looked at the little feet stuck in the wide shoes, feeling strangely happy.

Very suitable, no need to buy.

Wen Qi walked a few steps with a puffy face, then looked up at Lu Yi.

But the moment his gaze touched Lu Yi's arm, Wen Qi's pupils shrank, ignoring his slapped shoes, he walked up to the man in two quick steps, and carefully pinched his wrist to look at the wound.

The wound was already red, swollen and turned outwards, looking hideous and terrifying.

Wrinkled face and serious tone: "Where's the gauze? Didn't I tell you not to touch the water?"

Lu Yi slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and said in a low tone, "The gauze was accidentally splashed with water, and when it got wet, I untied it."

He coughed twice as he spoke.

Wen Qi looked at him subconsciously, only to notice that he was abnormal at the moment, his face was abnormally flushed, red, and his lips were pale.

He blocked the light at the door just now and didn't notice it.

Wen Qi frowned, carefully helped him to sit on the sofa, stretched out his small hand to touch his forehead, then took out his mobile phone and dialed 120 with a serious expression.

Lu Yi sat obediently on the sofa, keeping her eyes on Wen Qi.

She is feeling sorry for him, worried about him, isn't she?

like yesterday?

The corners of Lu Yi's mouth turned up even more, and the eyes he looked at Wen Qi became softer.

It turns out that this is the feeling of being distressed.

He reached out and touched his heart.

Jump very fast.

Ok.

He was very happy.

Wen Qi hung up the phone and looked up to meet his gaze.

She felt uncomfortable for no reason, and asked fiercely with a frown: "Did you deal with the water?"

Lu Yi was dumb, and then closed his eyes like he didn't care: "I don't know how to treat wounds, it's okay."

But Wen Qi sounded extremely disappointed.

Wen Qi pursed her lips and looked around.

The simple home with pure white walls exudes a sense of desertedness and solitude.

The wide slippers on her feet and the man in front of her all remind her that there is only one person in Lu Yi's family.

Wen Qi inexplicably softened his expression, pinched his fingertips and said, "There are still three days off."

"After you go to the hospital, you will live in my house, and I will treat your wound."

Lu Yi pursed the corners of his upturned lips, and responded in one gulp: "Okay."

Soon, 120 arrived and helped him to the car, and Wen Qi also lifted his heels up.

It was a lot of tossing, and then the water was hung, and it was already three or four in the afternoon when I left the hospital.

Uncle Li had already been waiting outside the door, and when he saw them coming out, he helped Lu Yi into the car without saying a word.

Wen Qi sat down next to him holding a plastic bag full of medicine, looked at Lu Yi and said softly, "Do you want to take something?"

Lu Yi shook his head: "No need."

That house was just a temporary accommodation for vacation, and there was nothing worthy of his nostalgia.

Wen Qi nodded: "Uncle Li, go back directly."

Uncle Li held the steering wheel and looked at the rearview mirror in surprise: "Okay."

The car started slowly.

Lu Yi had a fever last night, and he was dizzy and didn't sleep much. He was extremely exhausted after tossing and turning, and his eyes were black and blue.

He closed his eyes.

Suddenly, the plastic bag sounded, and then stopped quickly. Lu Yi was about to open his eyes, when a soft, cold hand was placed on his forehead in the next second.

She also got closer, so close that he could even smell the faint fragrance from the girl.

Even the scent was lovely to him.

Lu Yi smiled a little