Fast Travel: The Villain Is Obsessed with Attacking Me

"It might work."

Wen Qi pinched the rabbit's ears tangledly. She felt that she was fine now, but she thought that the man would come over later, and she wanted something better.

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Song Yi didn't think much about her family, he wanted to see her.

When I see Father Wen, it's a good time to discuss it.

Better to discuss marriage.

soon.

But he was very happy thinking about it.

He didn't know why, but he just felt that the girl should be his.

The car body cut through the air steadily and quickly, heading all the way to the coordinates of the villa given by the girl.

The closer he got, the brighter his eyes became.

Obediently, wait for me.

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Father Wen and Song Yi arrived at the door almost in tandem.

Just as Father Wen got out of the car, he glanced at the car behind and felt that something was wrong. Coincidentally, a message was received on his mobile phone.

It's the profile of the anchor whose daughter fell in love.

He didn't bother to read a large block of words in it, and kept pressing the mobile phone number given in the man's profile to copy.

Frowning, he pasted the string of numbers and dialed them out.

……

Song Yi watched Father Wen lift up his phone, and a few seconds later, his phone rang.

"..."

Song Yi smiled helplessly, took the phone to answer the call, opened the door and got out of the car, and said in a low and humble voice, "Hello, Uncle."

The two were not far apart, and both raised their hands to answer the phone.

Father Wen was stunned when he heard the "Hello, Uncle" coming from a distance and from the phone.

In an instant, he came back to his senses, angrily and with a gloomy voice: "It was you who seduced my daughter?"

"What are you doing here?"

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Wen Qi sat nervously on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, holding the rabbit doll with his fingers.

She was struggling upstairs, but Ah Shu said that Father Wen was back and confronted someone at the door.

Wen Qi immediately thought of the man, and told her intuitively that the person who confronted Wen's father at the door was Song Yi.

Thinking about it, she was not well.

"Ashu, they..."

Wen Qi asked nervously, but before he finished speaking, the sound of two people laughing and talking suddenly came from outside.

She could hear it.

One is her father and the other is Song Yi.

Well?

Wen Qi was dumbfounded.

"Qiqi, do you miss Dad?"

Father Wen walked in with a smile on his face, looked at the girl on the sofa and asked happily.

A man followed behind.

He is taller than Father Wen, wearing a white shirt and suit pants, and a long black windbreaker on the outside, which makes his figure slender, but his eyebrows and eyes are more beautiful than those in the video, and his outline is more distinct. Handsome and exquisite.

He put his eyes on the girl with a smile on his face, his eyes were dark without blinking.

scorching hot.

Wen Qi felt steam rising all over his body, hugged the rabbit doll tightly, lowered his eyes nervously and shyly, and whispered obediently: "It's okay, it's okay."

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Song Yi kept walking behind, his dark eyes fell on the girl who sat obediently on the sofa.

She was wearing a wide white and pink skirt. The long skirt almost covered her calves, and she looked extremely small when she was huddled in the skirt.

The girl's black hair was scattered obediently behind her head, her delicate face was pink, and her eyes were shy and nervous.

Words that are cute and easy to bully exude from all over her body.

So obedient and too soft.

I can see that he can't help but want to bully...

He felt that she was more like a rabbit than the rabbit in her hand.

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Father Wen glanced at Song Yi in displeasure.

Ever since he entered the door, his obedient daughter has red ears and drooping head, and even forgot to call the nice "daddy" in the past.

If he hadn't made him look pleasing to the eye for the time being, he would have been shut out by him long ago.

Father Wen simply ignored him, happily pulling the girl to talk, Wen Qi responded from time to time, holding the rabbit nervously and shyly with his fingers.

She could feel the man's gaze resting on her hotly.