Fast Travel: The Villain Is Obsessed with Attacking Me

Wen Qi hurriedly pushed him away, lifted up the cloth that exposed his shoulders and neck, moved his legs and was about to get off the man's lap, and said softly: "Zai Zai is crying, I have to go out and have a look."

Lu Xiuyi glanced at himself: "Then what should I do?"

Wen Qi paused, hesitated and said, "You can do it yourself..."

Does that mean you don't care about him?

Lu Xiuyi's face darkened, he frowned and said nothing.

Wen Qi stroked his hair and quickly went to open the door. Xiaotuanzi was holding his hands and looking up. Seeing that it was her who opened the door, he shrugged and hugged Wen Qi's leg aggrievedly: "Mother, I don't like that It's just a bad rabbit, it bit the sword my mother gave me, and it spit out my saliva..."

The more Xiaotuanzi talked, the more wronged he became, his eyes were red with tears, and he was on the verge of crying.

"laugh."

Before Wen Qi had time to comfort him, a man's dissatisfied snort came from behind him.

"How old are you Lu Qi?"

Lu Xiuyi's eyes were indifferent, looking at the little man.

Xiaotuanzi shrank, and whispered, "Six...six years old."

"Why are you so incapable at the age of six? You can only cry, no wonder rabbits can bully you. Do you want your mother to give you justice or re-carve a handle? Or you want to give your father to your mother Rabbit thrown away?"

Xiaotuanzi pouted: "Hmph, I don't want you to worry about it, you are also bad, stinky daddy."

"laugh."

Lu Xiuyi became more and more dissatisfied with this villain. Anyone with a discerning eye could see the four words desire and dissatisfaction written on the man's face.

"Mother, woo woo, I want to be kissed and hugged."

Wen Qi breathed a sigh of relief, raised his arms to hug the little man, pressed his soft lips against Xiao Tuanzi's tender cheeks, and coaxed softly: "Be good, baby, mother will make you a new one later."

Xiaotuanzi wrinkled his face and struggled for a while, hugged Wen Qi's neck and asked, "Will mother be tired?"

Wen Qi rolled his eyes: "No, it's very simple."

Xiaotuanzi laughed instantly, rubbed Wen Qi's cheek and said in a childlike voice: "Mother is the best!"

Lu Xiuyi looked down at the girl. m.biqmgètn

Yes, in his heart, no matter how old Wen Qi gets, he will still be the girl in his heart.

This is even more so now, the years have never left a mark on her face, just like in previous years, her delicate little face is white, her eyelashes are curved, her lips are red from the kiss just now, and her earlobes are also fleshy when viewed from the side almost.

The girl's hair fell straight behind her back, and the contrast between black and white became more intense, making her look like a fairy.

love it.

he thinks.

Not only did these likes not disappear with the passage of time, but they became new over time, without any impurities.

Lu Xiuyi had seen enough, and felt better. He hooked the girl with his big hand to let the girl sit on his arm, and with a little force, he lifted one big and one small in the air.

"ah!"

Wen Qi was caught off guard, opened his eyes wide and quickly hooked the man's neck with one hand. After realizing it, he kicked the dangling calf, and said in embarrassment: "Put me down quickly."

"Don't let it go."

Lu Xiuyi curled his lips and leaned forward to kiss her on the face: "You coax my son and I coax you, how about it, good boy?"

Wen Qi blushed suddenly, her eyes were misty with embarrassment: "What nonsense are you talking..."

Her voice was so soft that she had no confidence, she lowered her eyes and was too ashamed to look at her son's face.

Lu Xiuyi liked it very much when he saw it, the desire and dissatisfaction disappeared long ago, and even seeing his son with him was much more pleasing to the eye, and he walked out with the two of them, while pursing his lips and said: "Let's go, brat, dad will carve a wooden sword for you , your mother's hands are precious, if you are cut by a wooden thorn, your father will feel sorry for you."

Xiaotuanzi thought it made sense, but after a bit of deliberation, he still chose to agree, hugging Wen Qi's neck and said in a milky voice, "That's good, my mother will feel bad when she gets hurt."

Although he prefers the ones made by his mother, it is rare for his father to make things for him, so let's try to like it.

Xiaotuanzi thought with a puffy face.

Wen Qi pursed her lips and smiled, but didn't tell Xiaotuanzi that she didn't need to do it herself to make a wooden sword.

Because men are jealous.

As for a certain rabbit, it grabbed its favorite jar of snacks and waited helplessly outside Xiaotuanzi's room to make amends and apologize.

It's just a rabbit!