Fast Travel: The Villain Is Obsessed with Attacking Me

The man licked her cheek passionately and affectionately, and flicked his tail on the bed with a muffled sound.

Wen Qi blinked his eyes and looked up, and as expected, he changed his personality.

Yi Jinjin's pupils looked at her happily, and he kissed her face stickily with his lips and tongue, calling her vaguely and happily: "Seven seven seven!"

Wen Qi was soft-hearted and guilty, feeling strange for no reason.

"Think about Qiqi."

Yi Liang spoke with his eyes wide open, and waited expectantly for her response.

He didn't know what was going on tonight, but when he thought of being next to the girl when he opened his eyes, he was very happy.

Because this way no minute or second will be wasted.

Just thinking about him makes me happy.

A familiar atmosphere permeated her body, and Wen Qixin was soaked soft. She bent her lips and said, "I miss you too."

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the next morning.

The girl hadn't woken up yet, she was relying on the man's arms with her eyes closed, her delicate fair face was quiet, and the corners of her sleeping lips were smiling sweetly.

The count looked at her with complicated eyes.

He originally thought that if he became a monster, he would not lose consciousness again, but unexpectedly, he suddenly left the girl to face another him.

And this morning, he also had new memories in his mind. This time, it was different from the past. It was all pictures of him being intimate with the girl. The sweetness and liking almost overflowed the memory.

He also got his wish to know who the man was.

Logically speaking, he should be happy and happy, they are one person, and the girl belongs to him alone, but he is uncontrollably angry, jealous, sad and sad.

The girl said yesterday that she likes Ah Yi, so is it him?

So the girl fell in love with him when she saw it was him...?

So everything yesterday was because he had that monster skin?

So, the girl was happier with him than with him last night, right?

As long as he thought about it, he was so jealous that he went crazy, his dark eyes were dim, filled with negative emotions, his heart was sore, and his throat was also blocked.

The count got up and got out of bed, tidied himself up and went downstairs with a sullen face.

……

"Well……"

Wen Qishui woke up, squinted his eyes to look at the room, and rubbed the pillow in a daze, it took him a while to realize which room he just saw.

She sat up, yawned sleepily, and turned to look for someone in the room.

"crunch"

The door opened and closed, and the count came in from the outside, holding breakfast in his hand.

"gentlemen!"

Wen Qi called him softly with curved eyes, in a very good mood.

The earl's eyes were complicated for a moment, and then quickly closed them. He lowered his eyes, put the dinner plate away, strode over, took her into his arms and kissed her.

The girl blushed obediently and circled his neck, and the man instantly felt better, and sat on the bedside with her in his arms.

"are you hungry?"

The earl asked with pursed lips, picked up the dress prepared at the side, and carefully put it on the girl in his arms.

"Not hungry."

Wen Qi shook his head, seemed to be aware of it, and said hesitantly: "Sir... did something happen to you? You seem to be in a bad mood..."

The count paused, and the corners of his raised lips fell, and he said sourly for a while: "I know Qiqi likes him."

As he spoke, his heart ached with jealousy and sadness, he lowered his head and continued to dress her.

Wen Qi frowned, and understood: "So the husband is unhappy, is it because I like him?"

"……Um."

The earl responded, slowing down his movements.

"But he is sir?"

The girl is puzzled.

"It's different." The earl's heart seemed to be soaked in vinegar, and it was extremely sour: "You like me because of him."