Fast Travel: The Villain Is Obsessed with Attacking Me

Lu Yi rubbed the medicine on the bruises on the girl's body with pain and pleasure, then straightened up, looking down at the girl's quiet cheeks with an unstoppable smile.

He didn't expect the girl to have the same intentions as him.

But now he still has an unbelievable feeling like a dream.

How could a girl like him.

They had only known each other for a day, but he beat her up and tied her up, and at this moment her whole body was covered in bruises.

How could she like him?

And she has a fiance.

The girl is so delicate and soft, that man seems to like her very much...

Lu Yi's eyes were heavy, and a self-deprecating smile curled up on the corner of his lips.

It's not that he doesn't believe the girl's words, but he doesn't believe in himself.

He didn't think he could make a girl fall in love with him in one day.

Lu Yi suddenly clenched his fists.

Perhaps the girl's non-resistance is due to her temperament...

His thoughts were chaotic, he didn't dare to think any more, he hurriedly twisted the lid and left the bedroom.

But no matter what, the girl is his.

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In a daze, Wen Qi felt that someone was holding her waist and sitting her up, and then leaned against the warm and hard backrest, surrounded by a reassuring breath.

It's Lu Yi...

Wen Qi thought in a daze, rubbed the backrest obediently, grabbed the fabric of his clothes, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Lu Yi bent his lips.

He was sitting leaning against the head of the bed at the moment, his clothes had been changed, two buttons on the neckline were lazily undone, revealing the strong and smooth muscle lines underneath.

The slender legs stretched lazily on the side of the bed and touched the ground, and the firm and powerful hands wrapped around the girl possessively and held her in his arms.

The girl's soft body made him extremely happy and satisfied. He reached out and scooped up the chicken soup next to him, and waited for the spoon to cool down. He held the white porcelain spoon and rubbed it against the girl's lips, coaxing softly: " Obediently, open your mouth."

Wen Qi's lips were stained with soup in an instant, shining brightly. She frowned, and said softly and dazedly with her eyes closed: "Um... so sleepy."

He brought the spoon to the girl's lips again: "Wait to eat before going to bed."

"Drink soup to warm your stomach first."

Wen Qi felt uncomfortable, his head was so dizzy that he didn't want to eat, he pursed his lips and changed his head again.

Lu Yi took the trouble to lean forward: "Take a sip, be good."

When Wen Qi heard her being called, she reluctantly opened her mouth to drink it, turned her face to the side and buried her head in the man's arms, and didn't say anything when he called her.

Holding the chicken porridge, Lu Yi looked at the little head in his arms and frowned, joyful and helpless.

Immediately, he took a sip of the porridge and put it aside, picked up the girl's head and kissed it.

"Hmm...?" Wen Qi was dazed, forced to swallow the warm porridge, and was dizzy from being kissed again.

Lu Yi raised his lips, breathed slightly and smiled contentedly, and put his head on the girl's forehead: "Do you want to drink?"

"drink……"

Wen Qi had already run away drowsy, breathing rapidly with his lips parted, and nodded aggrieved as he looked at the darkness in front of him.

She is so sleepy.

Although Lu Yi likes it, the girl's lips are already red and swollen. He is afraid that if he can't restrain himself from biting, it will make her hurt again.

He took a spoonful of the porridge and blew it cold, and brought it to Wen Qi's lips: "Drink the porridge obediently."

Wen Qi bit the spoon with her mouth open, biting it unhappily, and said vaguely, "I don't want to drink."

Lu Yi's eyes lit up with a smile, he tilted the spoon, then tapped her teeth lightly, and took it back with a chuckle.

"If you like to bite, you can bite me, this one is too hard."

Wen Qi frowned and swallowed, and retorted: "You are similar."

Lu Yi thought of something, and nodded in agreement: "It's almost the same. I'll take you to get married tomorrow and give it a try. You won't be disappointed."