[Quick Travel] Poor little girl wants to be the big villain

Touching those trembling eyes, Xia Han paused for a moment with the hand holding the teacup, and turned away with a cold snort, "Who knows that little brat didn't go crazy playing outside and forgot to come back?"

Yin Shan narrowed his eyes, already aroused displeasure, "Xu Yan is not such a child."

"Tsk tsk, what kind of child is that? With such a shameless mother, what good things can I expect from her?" Xia Han stared back unwillingly, the repressed anger in his eyes almost solidified.

"Xia Han, do you know that you look like a shrew now!"

"Vixen?" Xia Han's voice suddenly rose, stood up with a bang, and slapped the table vigorously.

Shen Yuan's eyes suddenly tightened, gradually only the chattering and arguing sound remained in his ears.He looked at the two people who were arguing more fiercely, and the scene in front of him gradually overlapped with the distant memory.

His pale lips trembled, his voice was so weak that he could hardly hear it, "Don't make noise...don't make noise..."

This little voice was quickly covered up.

The maid's dissuading voice, the sharp female voice, irritable, angry, and irrational.

Shen Yuan's body swayed, his schoolbag slumped to the ground weakly, he covered his ears, and ran upstairs in a staggered manner.

D3 rubbed the sweat on his forehead, took a moment to look at Shen Yuan, and immediately panicked.

【Wish! 】

Shen Yuan didn't seem to hear D3's shout, and he didn't even notice that he knocked down the precious porcelain in a hurry, his face was in a rare trance.

Porcelain was toppled and shattered, making a series of crackling noises. The people who were arguing in the living room were all startled, and they all looked at the door that was closed with a bang.

Xia Han tremblingly pointed to the dazzling red on the white porcelain shards.

D3 hurriedly passed through the door, and saw the deep darkness, and in stark contrast to the wide bed was the figure huddled under the quilt.

D3 hammered the hammer head angrily, and tentatively called out: [Wish. 】

There was no response, D3 pursed his lips and glanced at the closed door, the movement outside had subsided, and a clear voice sounded vaguely, it seemed that Xu Yan had returned.

It called out again, 【May baby. 】

Tears welled up in D3's black bean-like eyes, but the door clicked open at this moment. D3 looked back, and saw a tall figure standing at the junction of light and darkness, and could only vaguely discern that it was Xu Yan.

The person by the door stood for a while, without turning on the light, but touched the bed by the moonlight. He slowly reached out and touched the arched quilt, and there was an indistinct whimper from within the quilt, as if he was dying of cubs.

Xu Yan's hands were frozen in the air, and he lifted the quilt almost without thinking.

D3's heart fluttered high.

The eyes were tightly closed, the little man curled up together, and his hands could clearly feel his trembling uneasy.

Xu Yan took a breath, and gently hugged the young master's somewhat thin body in his arms as if holding a fragile object, and stroked his back up and down.

A trace of obscurity flashed across his eyes, and he lightly kissed the boy's sweaty forehead with self-blame, "Baby, I'm sorry."

"Baby, I'm here, don't be afraid." Xu Yan's voice was soft, remembering the quarrel downstairs and the mess all over the floor when he came back.

The hatred surging in my heart spread to the boundless, the person who made the baby sad...

"Xu Yan." Shen Yuan didn't open his eyes, Xu Yan could touch the wet traces at the corners of his eyes.

"I'm here."

Shen Yuan turned his head to avoid Xu Yan's hand, but arched his head into Xu Yan's arms.