Fast Travel: The Villain Is Obsessed with Attacking Me

"..." Wen Qi thought about the sense of security of being hugged, and said without objection, "Oh."

When he arrived at the room, the man sat her on the bed, opened the closet and skipped the suitable girl's pajamas, thought about picking out his own white sweater and took a towel for her.

"To take a bath."

"Oh." Wen Qi took it slowly.

"What about you?"

"I'll wash in another room." Lu Yi pursed his lips and left the room with the laundry.

The door closed, and Wen Qi went to the bathroom.

When Wen Qi finished washing and walked out the door, the man was already sitting on the bed leaning against the head of the bed and flipping through a book, when he heard the voice, he raised his eyes and looked over.

The girl's face was white and pink because of the bath, her black and white eyes were wet as if they were soaked in water, her hair was tied behind her head with a scrunchie, and her head was round.

She was wearing his white sweater, which was not very long, and could barely cover her thighs, half-covered, her white and slender legs exposed to the air, which was extremely attractive.

Lu Yi snapped his fingers, and the blood all over his body seemed to rush up to the top of his head, a hot feeling gushed out, and his desire rose immediately.

His eyes gradually darkened, he closed the book and put it aside unhurriedly, then got up and walked over.

Seeing him approaching, Wen Qi lowered her head in panic, her slender pink fingers grabbed the hem of the sweater and pulled it down, her rounded nails turned red and pink due to the force.

Lu Yi walked in front of her, buried Wen Qi in the shadow, and looked down at the little hairy head and the fair and delicate nape.

Wen Qi was inexplicably nervous, pursing her lips at a loss.

She didn't know what she was nervous about, and curled up her fingers holding the hem of her clothes.

Lu Yi's Adam's apple twitched, his eyes were dark, and his big hand squeezed her hand: "Let's go, go to sleep."

His voice was hoarse, as if he was holding back something.

Wen Qi was shivered by the heat of his palm, heard the voice again, pursed his lips and even lost the inexplicable tension, and worriedly tiptoed and stretched out his other hand to touch his forehead.

The tentacles were scorching hot, Wen Qi was startled by the heat, and frowned: "My forehead is so hot, is this the aftereffect of donating bone marrow today?"

Wen Qi frowned and said softly, "No, we're going to the hospital."

As he spoke, he took his hand and walked out.

Lu Yi couldn't help but laugh.

How about going to the hospital?

Desire, fire, burning, body?

He grabbed her hand and pulled it, Wen Qi fell into Lu Yi's arms unexpectedly, and slightly opened his eyes to look at the man above him.

"No need to go to the hospital."

Lu Yi curled his lips into a chuckle, picked her up and threw her on the bed, the soft bed bounced Wen Qi twice.

Wen Qi half-sitting on the bed in a daze, with his hands propped behind him, looked up at the tall man beside the bed with his small face up.

"……why?"

But Lu Yi didn't answer, leaned over to wrap her little hands, and kissed the fragile neck that was exposed with her upturned head with hot lips.

The scorching breath sprayed on the skin, and Lu Yi's lips gradually moved to the base of the ears.

Wen Qi pursed her lips, her hands and feet became weak, she fell down on the bed suddenly without support, her powerless eyes were trembling with mist, as if water droplets would fall in the next second.

Lu Yi chuckled softly, then leaned up again, sucked the skin on the side of his neck, and then swam down.

The hot hand on the stomach also went downstream immediately.

"Well."

Wen Qi's eyes widened suddenly, then he frowned and bit his lips, trembling all over strangely.

"Don't be afraid." Lu Yi rolled his eyes and murmured hoarsely: "I won't do it."

"Not surprisingly……"

Wen Qi pushed back weakly with his hands, his legs limp and closed together.

……

"Oddly, open up."