Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

But Jinchen was blocked as soon as he went out.

Jinchen pressed Winslow's head into his neck, glanced at the aggressive men, and then calmly placed his gaze on Wen Zhu, who was still smiling in the middle.

"Excuse me, please make way."

Wen Zhu played with the dark green venomous snake tail ring, and a cunning murderous intent flashed in his sinister eyes, "Mr. Jinchen, you are trying to stop me from meeting my nephew."

"No, I'm trying to persuade you not to commit crimes."

Jinchen said seriously.

The next second, the police sirens sounded and surrounded Wen Zhu and his group completely.

Wen Zhu: “…”

When did this person call the police?

Jinchen was very satisfied.

It’s better to call the police instead of doing it yourself!

Zhu Ye, who was very powerful abroad, and his younger brothers were taken to the police station.

Jinchen, a caring member of the community, received verbal praise from the police and watched the police car leave with its siren blaring.

He patted Winslow's back, which had finally relaxed a little, "Are you feeling better?"

Winslow hummed softly, but was still unwilling to let go for a moment, his chin resting on Jinchen's shoulder, "Brother... did you know that he was back a long time ago?"

"He is not important. My brother will not let you be taken away."

Jinchen held him in his arms and got into the car. The newly hired driver drove to the next destination without asking any questions.

But this time, seeing Wen Zhu still affected Winslow's state, making him flustered and at a loss.

Winslow is not afraid of being abandoned by his brother now, he firmly believes in every word his brother says.

But he was afraid of this little uncle.

Whenever he saw those eyes, Winslow would always remember many things that happened when he was trapped in the cage room.

I am even more afraid that my uncle will hurt my brother.

His brother was so nice, Winslow didn't want him to come into contact with those scary things at all.

-

The result of excessive worrying was that little Winslow's loose tooth became even more uncomfortable.

In the middle of the night, Winslow couldn't help licking his teeth. The inexplicable sour feeling made him feel disgusted in his sleep. He woke up in a daze and wanted to talk to his brother.

But after he moved twice, Jinchen hugged him and patted his back.

Sleepiness came over him again, and Winslow instantly forgot what he was going to say and fell asleep again.

Until the next morning, he didn't remember what happened last night. He washed up obediently, stuck his head out of the door, saw his brother talking to a stranger in the living room, then went back in and ran to the small study to read.

There were some fruits prepared by Jinchen in the small study. Winslow took half an apple and took a bite.

Click.

The little head froze, and he took out the apple in a daze, with one of his fangs poking into it.

I reached out and touched it, and the loose tooth no longer hurt.

This was certainly not the first time Winslow had lost a tooth. He skillfully wiped off the blood with a piece of paper, but soon remembered something and did not wash himself.

"elder brother!"

Winslow came running into the living room with half an apple in his hands.

Jinchen, who was communicating with the new bodyguards in the living room, caught the child who rushed over and said, "Slow down, dear, what's wrong?"

Winslow pursed his lips and held up half an apple to show Jinchen.

"It fell? So quickly."

Jinchen was facing a formidable enemy. He lifted Winslow's chin and asked him to open his mouth. He saw blood oozing out from the empty gums.

"Does it hurt?" Jinchen asked nervously, motioning a few bodyguards to wait here, and carried Winslow to the bathroom.

"a little bit."

Winslow licked it awkwardly, and his mouth was full of the taste of blood, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Standing on his own little stool, Winslow had just rinsed his mouth when he tilted his head back to have his face wiped clean by a hot towel. A few strands of wet hair lay softly on his forehead, and were touched by Jinchen again.

"what…"

Winslow exhaled silently, and was satisfied only when he could no longer feel or smell the stinky smell of blood. Then Jinchen pinched the tip of his nose.

"Now you are a good lemon-flavored baby. Even though your teeth are leaking, it doesn't affect your cuteness." Jinchen praised.

Winslow: "..."

Winslow frowned seriously, as if to prove, "I don't talk too much."

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Winslow realized that his words were not clear, and his pink face turned completely red. He buried his head in Jinchen's belly, who couldn't help laughing, and sulked, but he couldn't hide his dependence on her.

[The villain's darkening value is detected -10, totaling 55! 】

Jinchen asked Winslow to face the mirror and stood behind him to tidy up his messy hair. With the nutritional supplement, his hair grew much faster than before, and he looked like a girl.

Suddenly thinking of the pervert Wen Zhu who shows up every once in a while to be an eyesore, Jin Chen's eyes dimmed.

"My dear, your hair is a little long. Can I take you to get it cut short?"

Winslow looked at himself in the mirror and nodded his agreement, deciding not to speak unless necessary until his teeth grew.

But some things still need to be said.

He stepped on the small stool and turned around to face Jinchen, "Brother, hug me."

Jinchen took the child out to meet the bodyguards. She didn't expect Winslow to remember all their names, as long as he could recognize their faces.

Seven bodyguards stood in a row, each with a fierce and tall wooden face. Winslow really looked at them carefully before saying to Jinchen, "Remember this."

"They will be responsible for protecting you in the future, so for easier memorization, just use numbers to distinguish them."

Jinchen's voice was gentle, but Winslow was a little unhappy when he heard it. His dark pupils trembled a few times, and his little hands grabbed Jinchen's sleeves.

"My brother protects me."

Why leave this to someone else.

The grievance in Winslow's tone seemed to grab Jinchen's heart, and he quickly changed his words: "You are protecting me and Guaibao at the same time. Is that acceptable?"

Sure enough, the child was easily coaxed, and when he looked at the seven bodyguards again, he no longer had the same subtle and subtle rejection as before.

-

Late at night, in an underground club somewhere.

"Take the people you found and get out of here, or I'll shoot you."

Wen Zhu was the only person sitting in the box. He looked at the smart-aleck subordinate in front of him in anger, stabbed the dagger into his thigh, and said word by word: "Did you hear me?"

"Yes... yes, Master Zhu."

The subordinate was almost shaking like a sieve. He never expected that this would backfire. He didn't dare to cry out in pain and walked away tremblingly, dragging his right leg that was bleeding profusely.

Following that man's departure were several girls who looked somewhat similar.

To go into more detail, they are all somewhat similar to Winslow's mother, Li Xue.

"Not like her at all..."

Wen Zhu murmured, and Li Xue's face in his mind gradually overlapped with Winslow's. He held the wine glass against his lips for a few seconds before drinking it, and a hint of bloodthirstiness flashed in his eyes.

"Only Xiao Luo looks the most like him."

The eyes of his confidant behind him widened slightly. Of course, he knew who Wen Zhu was talking about. After hesitating to speak, he still asked tentatively: "Master Zhu, the child is only ten years old this year."

"Hmph, so what."

Wen Zhu smiled gently, "It's only been a few years."

After all, he was brought up by the former Li Xue.

"Yes..., you have your own plans, I was the one who said too much."