Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Song Ci saw Wei Erke's slightly distorted facial expression, lying on Wei Silu's shoulder, narrowing his eyes lazily, "What's the matter?"

"……fine."

Wilke originally wanted Song Ci to go find Lilia together. Seeing a child like her who doesn't know anything, how can she disturb the interest of the husband.

Wei Silu glanced at him and closed the door.

Wilke resigned to his fate to find Lilia.

Just came downstairs and ran into this guy.

The little girl had messy hair, fell and scratched the skin on her arms.

Such a miserable look.

It was the first time for Lilia.

Wilke couldn't help holding his stomach and laughing: "What's wrong with you, ancestor, you won't be kicked out by that wild dog, right?"

"how do you know?!"

Lilia sniffled, showing a smile instead of being sad.

At that time, the scene was a panic, she rushed out riding a small tram on the side of the road.

This was her first time encountering those things, so interesting!

Lilia was a little proud.

"I said it was just for fun." Wilke frowned, thinking that the kid was really stupid.

No one is so happy.

Wilke put the back of his hand on her forehead, "Have a fever?"

"No, I'm fine, better than ever." Lilia smiled. Her smile was very beautiful, like a sunflower blooming under the scorching sun.

Wilk shook his head.

Lilia held Wilke's hand, worry appeared in her eyes, and she asked, "Have you found Ci?"

"Well, it's back."

As soon as Wilke finished speaking, Lilia's face was stained with joy.

"That's great! I want to find her!" Lilia said as she tidied up her appearance and was about to go upstairs with her skirt in hand.

Wilke hugged her and said with some difficulty: "You can't go find her now."

"Why?" Lilia's eyes were a little depressed.

"She is very busy now, and..." Wilke said something after a long time: "...is injured."

"What! Ci is injured?!"

Lilia's eyes widened in surprise, with sadness in her eyes: "I'm so sad."

"I'm going to see her now." Lilia clasped her hands together, prayed, and raised her eyes. Those beautiful eyes were filled with watery mist, and in those blue eyes, they looked like a clear river.

Her feelings are extremely genuine.

Wilke suddenly blamed himself for cheating such an innocent little girl, and didn't know what to say about it.

Her boyfriend is Gai...

I'm afraid any girl can't accept it.

Wilke thought that his voice was obviously not as decisive as before, so he softened his attitude, fearing to hurt a little girl's heart.

Wilke couldn't imagine himself thinking about girls' feelings one day.

"You don't want to go. She has suffered internal injuries. Mr. Wei will definitely prescribe medicine to her."

See how brief and clear Wilke's words are.

He took a pleasing glance at Lilia.

The girl nodded, she should have believed it.

Played with her all day today, except for running around all day when I couldn't find her.

Tired now, he squinted his sleepy eyes and yawned.

Perhaps due to her upbringing, her yawning movements were extremely elegant and she covered them with her hands.

A shallow one, like a little milk bunny.

Wilke himself didn't notice the curvature of the corners of his lips.

"Go back to your room and rest."

"En." Lilia followed behind, and when passing by him, said softly and gently: "Thank you Mr. Wilke for the past two days, you are really a gentle person."

Seeing Lilia enter the room, Wilke shook his head helplessly, "The little girl is still kind. After playing with her for two days, she said you are kind."

He muttered to himself for a while.

Back to the room to rest.

……

Song Ci listened to the news on the radio.

She lifted her legs and got out of bed. Wei Silu was really angry yesterday.

Wei Silu sat on the sofa with his legs elegantly crossed, reading today's newspaper.

Song Ci looked at him sullenly.

His hand slipped his eyes and was about to hit the corner of the table next to him.

In an instant, Wei Silu held Wei Silu in his arms, and the newspapers in the air were still falling slowly.

Wei Silu hugged her and sat in his arms, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts to death." Song Ci pushed his face away dissatisfied.

"Squeamish."

As he spoke, he raised his head and gently rubbed her waist with just enough strength, making Song Ci narrow his eyes slowly.

She is squeamish, really squeamish.

When I woke up, I saw pearls of different sizes beside the pillow.

Wei Silu's heart softened.

He carried Song Ci to the bathtub.

After the last time, it was changed to a bigger one, Song Ci didn't take shape, this bathtub was too spacious for her.

Song Ci leaned against the bathtub above with his arms outstretched, resting his chin on his arms, and tilted his head towards him.

"My friend?" Song Ci reminded calmly.

Wei Silu rolled up his sleeves, revealing a small section of his white arms, and raised his palm to stroke his head.

"Well, I brought it back yesterday."

Wei Silu had already seen him yesterday, and his brows tightened when he thought of the man yesterday.

He always felt that the man was inexplicably familiar, so familiar that it made people sick.

Aware of his instinctive disgust.