Fast Travel: The Villain Is Obsessed with Attacking Me

In the end, the girl was still coaxed to move the pillow away, but after looking at him with a blushing face, her eyes drifted left and right.

While Xu Yi looked amused, he also knew that the girl couldn't help being teased, so he secretly thought it was a pity, and changed into clothes according to her wishes.

When making dinner, the man still doesn't get the same compliment as he did at noon.

After the meal, Xu Yi took her for a walk to digest food, sat on the bench, watched the dusk being gradually swallowed up by the night, and the surroundings gradually darkened.

It was the first time he watched this kind of scene with such peace of mind.

He glanced at the standing mobile phone, and the girl also looked up at him, and said softly in a good mood: "Mr. Xu, it's getting dark, let's go home."

Xu Yi was stunned for a moment, then chuckled lightly, and answered her in a low voice: "Okay, go home."

In the bedroom, Xu Yi charged up her mobile phone, put it beside her, then touched her face, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Qi Qi, can you play by yourself first? I have to take care of something."

The girl hugged the pillow and nodded obediently: "Okay, Mr. Xu will come to me after he's busy."

The man's brows and eyes were soft, he rubbed her hair a few more times reluctantly, and said affectionately: "I will try to hurry up, obediently."

"Ah."

Xu Yi stayed for a long time before walking out of the bedroom, the expression on his face had returned to cold, his whole body was gloomy with a hint of irritability, and he strode towards the study with big strides.

Maybe it's a man's nature, even if it's a virtual character, he cares too much, and he doesn't want the girl to know his bad side. In her eyes, he just treats her as Mr. Xu who is good to her.

……

In the study, Xu Yi hung up the phone, sat at the computer desk, and rubbed the space between his brows.

It was a video and a phone call. I wanted to compress the time, but in the end I was separated from the girl for an hour.

He exhaled irritably, got up and went back to the bedroom.

He thought, he had to solve his problems quickly so that he could keep getting along with the girl.

In the bedroom, the girl didn't play anything, she lay on the bed and waited, fell asleep while waiting, fell into a sweet dream with the pillow in her arms, her hair loose, and she slept with a cute face.

What the man saw when he came over was this scene, his heart softened, and he took the phone over while covering his voice.

The battery was fully charged, he looked at the girl with peace of mind, and went to the bathroom to take a shower with satisfaction.

The sound insulation in the bathroom is very good, and the girl still slept peacefully after Xu Yi came out.

He went to bed and took a book to read. The content of the book was very boring, but he read it patiently.

After reading more than a dozen pages, it was nine o'clock. Xu Yi closed the book and glanced at the screen.

The girl had already changed her position, her slender legs rested on the pillow, the green cake skirt was still on her body, and she slept messily.

Afraid that she would be uncomfortable, he frowned and dragged a nightgown for her to change into. Then he nodded in satisfaction, lay down softly on the bed, put his phone by the pillow, and fell asleep peacefully.

……

In the cold room, the woman was sitting by the bed, she was knitting the wool back and forth with her hands, her face was gentle, but thin and pale.

The young Xu Yi was shrinking to the side, looking at the normal woman with dark eyes. There were fingernail scratches on his arms and under his clothes.

The woman glanced at him, smiled, she didn't seem to see the marks on his arm, and said dotingly: "This is for your father, not for you."

As she spoke, she picked up a ball of lively bright yellow wool next to her: "This is for Jiahao."

Then, pointing to another pile of wool with bright eyes, he said carefully: "This is for Nan Nan, this is for your grandpa, and this is for your grandma."