Fast Travel: The Villain Is Obsessed with Attacking Me

Suddenly, the man pressed her lips against her, coaxing helplessly: "Hey, help me."

His voice was low and hoarse, revealing a bit of uncontrollable desire.

Wen Qi's eyes trembled, and the hand that was pulling the man's hair slightly exerted force. An Yi's face remained unchanged, and he patiently and ambiguously rubbed her lips, breathing in the sweet fragrance from the girl.

After a while, the girl responded softly with flushed cheeks, moved her soft hands down to touch his cool fish tail, and her voice trembled with shame: "Where...where is it?"

The man smiled.

-

Another toss.

When the man finally healed, Wen Qi's small hands were so numb that only muscle memory remained. She leaned sleepily in the man's arms, her pink hands curled up on her abdomen, her eyes closed quietly, and she fell asleep with shallow breathing.

An Yi's eyes were full of satisfaction, and he carefully laid her down on the bed happily. After tidying up a little, he went out the door flicking the fish tail.

He is going to discuss marriage.

……

After An Yi returned to his room from the main hall, he really breathed a sigh of relief.

The girl was still in a deep sleep, her red and swollen lips parted because they couldn't close them together, her pink tongue was faintly visible, her seaweed-like long golden hair was spread behind her head, and her fish tail was slightly bent, which was very pitiful.

An Yi's eyes were dark, he swam over to lie down wagging his fish tail, hugged the girl into his arms, and rubbed his chin on the top of her hair contentedly: "Hey..."

"really love you."

The whispers dissipated.

The man slowly closed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth and tightened the girl's waist, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep with her.

-

Wen Qi woke up in a daze, subconsciously hugged the man tightly, and rubbed softly: "Ayi..."

An Yi opened his eyes and lowered his head to stare at her for a while before responding in a low voice, "Yes."

"...so sleepy." The girl closed her eyes and said softly.

"Go back to sleep when you're sleepy." An Yi stroked her hair, smoothing it out bit by bit, with a lazy expression.

The girl paused for a while, then opened her eyes lightly, yawned a little and said, "I won't sleep anymore..."

"Okay." An Yi kissed her little head, and said unhurriedly: "Father-in-law and mother-in-law have agreed to our marriage, so when do you plan to go back and marry me?"

Wen Qi was stunned, his eyes widened slightly: "Agreed?"

An Yi couldn't help kissing her eyelids again, and responded with a low nostril: "Yes."

Wen Qi bent his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, wrapped his small arms around him and said softly, "You are so amazing."

She thought she would have to grind for a long time, but she didn't expect her father to lead him over as soon as the man came, and even agreed to their marriage.

Wen Qi was overjoyed, and softly pressed his lips against his cheek: "Reward the kiss."

An Yi was happy and satisfied, she tilted her head and pressed her lips: "The reward should be a kiss on the mouth."

Wen Qi quickly tilted his head back, covered his mouth vigilantly and looked at him, and muffled: "You can't kiss on the mouth..."

As he spoke, his tone became aggrieved again: "My mouth hurts."

An Yi curled her lips into a low smile, and gently pulled her hand away with her big hand: "Let me see."

Wen Qi obediently let go, the slightly swollen lips looked softer and tenderer, the man's eyes darkened, and Wen Qi vigilantly wanted to cover them again.

The next second, the man clenched her little hand and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid."

As he spoke, he licked the girl's lips, then moved away, his eyes flashed with satisfaction, and sighed: "It's really soft."

Wen Qi's cheeks were hot, and he pursed his lips shyly, feeling the scorching temperature still lingering on them.