Fast Travel: The Patient Villain Is a Love Brain

The weight of her whole body was almost entirely on Ryan, and Li Yan patted Ryan's head as if rewarding him: "Lian is so smart."

"Is master hungry?"

Li Yan was knocked over to the flower bed before she had time to touch the two cakes in the afternoon, and she only had a sip of tea this afternoon.

"well enough!"

Maybe it's because of slowing down, Li Yan doesn't feel hungry now.

"Although I'm not hungry, Ryan, I'm so tired, my legs are sore, I want to sleep."

"But Master, you haven't bathed yet..." Ryan was still trying to persuade him, when Li Yan's light breathing came from his shoulder.

It should be because her body has no energy to consume, causing her to be extra sleepy.

Ryan wanted to put Li Yan on the bed, but the daily necessary bath was not finished, so Ryan could only help himself.

Under the gloves he took off, there was a wooden hand hidden, which looked extremely inconsistent with the whole face.

I don't know what material is used to connect the joints, and they are a little stiff when moving.

He unbuttoned the girl one by one, and carried her into the spacious bathtub.

From the beginning to the end, the puppets have no emotion, as if they are just doing their daily work.

Just when the puppet was going to get the bath towel, Li Yan raised his finger and pulled it, causing a huge splash of water.

"Why didn't you float?"

Li Yan opened her sleepy eyes, her jade arms rested on the edge of the barrel, she thought the puppet would float on the water, but it didn't seem to be the case.

"Master, Ryan is made of solid wood." Ryan didn't care about Li Yan's prank, and even explained it kindly.

Li Yan's scrutinizing gaze never hides, because Leian doesn't understand her emotions: "It really looks very real and very predictable."

"Master, it's time to go out, or you will get sick."

Li Yan nodded, after a lot of tossing, Li Yan finally fell asleep peacefully.

She was in a deep sleep and didn't notice the creaking sound of the puppet leaving.

When she woke up the next day, Li Yan didn't find Ryan.

"Strange." She sat up on the bed and looked around.

Usually the first thing she saw when she woke up was Ryan's gentle eyebrows, or that pleasant voice, why is there no movement today?

Today Mrs. Metea went out to find a craftsman to customize a dress, and Duke Metea is not at home all year round, so Li Yan doesn't have to care about her own image at all.

Wearing a light blue silk nightdress and not wanting to wear shoes, she walked on the ground barefoot.

"Lyan?" She pushed open the door suddenly, thinking that Ryan would be waiting for her outside, but there was no one.

Li Yan casually called to a passing maid: "Did you see Ryan?"

"Miss, Ryan, it seems to have gone to the gardener's tool shed."

"What is he doing there?"

"I don't know, do you need me to ask for you?"

"No, I'll go by myself."

Li Yan left the building and found the gardener's tool shed on the soft lawn.

The gardener's tool room is a bit dilapidated, as if it has been in disrepair for a long time, and the surrounding wooden walls are a bit moldy, but it looks like a utility room, which is incompatible with this exquisite manor.

This should be an abandoned tool room, which has long been used as a utility room. Why did Ryan come here?

The door was ajar, and there was a slight movement from inside, as well as the sound of "ping, bell, bang, bang".

With doubts, Li Yan walked closer.

"Lian?" Li Yan tentatively pushed open the door. Under the dim light, the silver-haired man was sitting on the ground, with a puppet's arm between his legs.

The other puppet hand, not wearing a glove, was doing a stiff wiping motion, like an abandoned toy.

"Lai... Ann?" The girl's question was a little choked.

The tuxedo on his body was crumpled, seeing Li Yan approaching, he stood up hastily, but another leg fell out from under the rolled up trouser legs.

clang-

Li Yan looked at the leg, which was still slightly water-stained, and immediately understood the reason.

"Is it because I dragged my dog ​​into the water last night?"

Ryan's expression remained the same, but he only had one leg, so he couldn't walk towards Li Yan.

"It's okay, master, it's just that the joints got water and need to be wiped." Ryan replied gently, not feeling that the current situation is a trouble.

The places where his joints are connected are also made of wood, and if water gets in, it will indeed cause mold.

"Then I will help you."

Regardless of the dust on the ground, Li Yan sat directly on the hem of the expensive skirt, carefully wiping the joints with a handkerchief.

He also controlled the elements of the fire element, and carefully dried the moisture seeped into the wood.

This time Li Yan's prank hurt Ryan, when she took a bath at night, she didn't even let him in, and she didn't let him in until the water in the room was drained.

It's just that the puppet's eyes seemed a little uneasy.

"Master doesn't need Ryan?"

Li Yan knelt on the bed and was about to climb up, when she heard a lonely voice behind her, she sat down on the bed and tilted her head in confusion: "Why do you ask such a question?"

"Master doesn't need Ryan's help when he takes a bath."

The lights in the room flickered on and off, and half of the puppet's face fell into the shadows.

"That's because I'm afraid Ryan will get hurt!"

Compared with being injured, Ryan hopes that Li Yan can be as unscrupulous as before.

But the master is kind.

It may be that Ryan's emotional expression is not obvious, Li Yan didn't notice his loss, and patted the place beside him: "Lian, I want to listen to a bedtime story."

The girl has long passed the age of listening to stories, but she still made unreasonable demands.

The puppet is very happy, he seems to have found the feeling of being needed again.

"Yes, Master."

For two days in a row, although Ryan was by Li Yan's side all the time, Li Yan always felt that something was weird.

The day before the birthday party, a bunch of conservative and luxurious dresses were delivered to Li Yan's room.

Looking at those cumbersome clothes, Li Yan felt that wearing them for a day would kill her.

"Ryan, I don't like this."

Mrs. Metya didn't give Li Yan the time to choose, even if she said she didn't like it, she didn't have time to re-customize it.

At this time, if the girl said such things, she was throwing a fit.

It seems that there are many styles of dresses for Li Yan to choose from, but all of them are similar, the same conservative, the same rules, and the same disgusting.

What she was talking about was not the dress, but that there seemed to be many choices, but each choice was carefully arranged by others, and her opinion was never asked.

"If the master doesn't like it, Ryan can help the master modify it."

"Huh? Do you still have this skill?"

Thinking of the way Ryan was mending clothes with a needle and thread, he suddenly felt a little weird.

"Know some tailoring techniques."

"Then if you have time, can you help me make a little dress? Don't want a long dress, but a short skirt, and be playful and cute."

These dresses must not be changed, otherwise there will be big trouble tomorrow, but she still wants to wear the dress made by Ryan once.

"of course can."

"Great, then I'm looking forward to it!"