After I traveled through the book, the scheming little villain had ulterior motives towards me

An Yuannian moved forward, looked at the much-grown boy in front of him, and opened his arms: "Come here, let me hug you."

Qi Yiheng raised his head instantly, his eyes filled with the sparkling moonlight, and held An Yuannian's small body in his arms: "I'm grown up, so I should hold my sister!"

An Yuannian was embraced in a warm embrace, with broad arms, a warm embrace, the grown-up Hengheng, and a strong smell of blood...

Strong...strong smell of blood?

An Yuannian pulled apart the two people's arms.

Qi Yiheng felt the emptiness in his arms, and the faint scent of milk disappeared. He instantly looked at An Yuannian with grievance.

An Yuannian was touching and sniffing Qi Yiheng's body, and Qi Yiheng's cheeks turned red instantly.

Qi Yiheng shyly stepped back, his cheeks so red that blood seemed to drip out.

An Yuannian held down his legs to prevent him from moving and continued to smell him until she found the wound on the boy's right arm: "How did you get hurt?"

Qi Yiheng looked at the furry head in front of him in confusion. When he felt where she was staring, he understood: "He was accidentally injured when fighting with the kidnappers."

An Yuannian's face wrinkled as she pulled him closer to her and said in a low voice, "Those people really deserve to die. If you can't beat them, just run away and don't try to be brave."

Qi Yiheng felt An Yuannian's concern for him, lowered his head and chuckled, "It's okay."

An Yuannian looked down at her nightgown. The hem of the skirt was covered in stains and dust and could not be used to bandage the wound at all.

Qi Yiheng suddenly felt An Yuannian's burning gaze and shyly turned away his eyes: "Sister...sister...sister, it's...it's okay."

An Yuannian grabbed the clean short-sleeved shirt hidden inside his coat with a knife and consoled him, "It's just a little bit. Don't be afraid."

The girl's cold voice was deliberately lowered, and her gentle tone was coaxing step by step, making people want to give everything.

In the end, An Yuannian took a piece of rag from Qi Yiheng and tied it neatly on his wound to prevent the blood from dripping. She looked up at the scratches on his forehead and cheeks, feeling completely broken.

As expected of a villain, he gets better and better looking as he gets older.

Qi Yiheng looked at An Yuannian with affection. He had seen his sister in the past few years since he left. Although he only saw her from a distance, he was very satisfied.

But when the two people really met, he found that the sea of ​​​​longing surged up and destroyed the fortress he had built, and everything seemed so fragile.

An Yuannian's eyes were filled with her own baby, who was just as beautiful as she had imagined.

Those charming peach blossom eyes are even more beautiful now, and he has grown a lot taller! When he smiles, he is like a bewitching fairy who makes her fall in love with him.

An Yuannian asked her doubts: "Why are you here?"

Qi Yiheng recalled what happened on the way and told her bit by bit how pitiful, miserable, and heartbreaking he was.

After hearing this, An Yuannian felt even more distressed: "I'm here, I'm here to take you home."

Qi Yiheng met An Yuannian's serious eyes with a fiery gaze, one dodged out of guilt while the other was serious and tenacious.

After Qi Yiheng dodged, he noticed that An Yuannian was wearing a nightgown. The white nightgown had a doll collar and was covered with small cherry patterns, making her look playful and cute.

The fair skin was exposed to the air, and the slender and straight legs were now mottled. The white slippers on the feet were dirty, and there were scratches on the insteps. Qi Yiheng put his coat on An Yuannian with heartache.

An Yuannian was caught off guard by the warm coat, the scent of agarwood wafted into her nostrils, and the boy's low voice reached her ears: "It's cold at night, dress well."

An Yuannian, who was originally planning to refuse, met his eyes and immediately put on her coat happily, with her long sleeves like she was performing a drama.

"Thank you."

Qi Yiheng awkwardly pulled An Yuannian's arm and fixed her sleeves bit by bit: "Sister, I miss you so much!"

An Yuannian touched his little head through his sleeve with another phone and said seriously, "I miss you, too. I miss you so much."

Qi Yiheng chuckled, and his mood improved visibly: "Ha~"

After fixing the sleeves, Qi Yiheng helped An Yuannian stand up. The boy, at 1.83 meters tall, was much taller than the girl, who was 1.69 meters tall.

An Yuannian curled her lips in dissatisfaction: "You have grown so tall in just a few years, and I have only grown five centimeters taller."

Qi Yiheng lowered his head and looked at An Yuannian with a smile in his eyes, then bent down to look at her level: "I can bend down."

Suddenly, an enlarged version of a handsome face appeared in front of me, with smiling peach blossom eyes, soft hair covering the full forehead, and sexy thin lips curled up in a beautiful arc.

An Yuannian's heart beat fiercely, and she pushed the boy's head away calmly: "Ahem, let's go quickly! If the kidnapper finds out later, it will be over."

Now that he is so good at talking, you don’t have to worry about him not being able to find a partner.

An Yuannian looked calm on the surface, but he was panicking inside and his steps quickened.

Qi Yiheng followed An Yuannian obediently, with an unconcealable cunning look on his face.

My sister is getting cuter and cuter.

An Yuannian held Qi Yiheng's hand and they groped their way forward. It was a dark night and a deep forest. It was summer and insects, snakes, rats...all came out.

An Yuannian groped forward, only to feel his feet go empty and start to slide down: "Ah!"

Qi Yiheng grabbed An Yuannian's hand tightly, but he didn't expect that he stepped on leaves. His feet slipped and he rolled down with An Yuannian.

At the last moment, Qi Yiheng held An Yuannian tightly in his arms, placing his hand behind her head to prevent her from hitting her head.

An Yuannian hugged Qi Yiheng tightly to protect his head, but in the end she couldn't reach him because her arms were too short, so she had to give up.

"Hi~"

An Yuannian pulled her head out of the boy's arms in pain. Apart from the pain, she didn't feel any wounds on her body. She was well protected by Qi Yiheng.

An Yuannian didn't dare to touch him, for fear of accidentally hurting him: "Hengheng... Hengheng... Qi Yiheng... Qi Yiheng."

The boy lay quietly on the ground without any movement. His body was extremely dirty, and his arms were covered with wounds from being cut by rocks and branches.

An Yuannian patted his face and called out to him, "Pa pa... Hengheng, wake up, don't fall asleep!"

Qi Yiheng felt as if his whole body was falling apart. The last time he felt this much pain was when he was beaten by his father as a child. At that time, he was so young that he had no power to fight back.

At that time, I was beaten and lying on the ground like a dog, unable to protect myself or my mother.

Qi Yiheng, who was originally immersed in memories, was abruptly brought back to reality by the touch on his face.

An Yuannian's panicked voice circled around his ears like flies.

Annoying, but he likes it.