Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

"Yes." Xie Cheng'an nodded and said softly, "My cousin will treat the palace as her own home from now on. There is no need to be formal or polite. If you need anything, just ask the servants to come to see me."

"Thank you, cousin."

The girl said meekly.

Contrary to what Xie Chengan thought, this cousin was extraordinarily distant and polite, and she seemed to be a good child.

At this time, Ji Yan said: "Yanyan, you go out for a walk first. Dad has something to do and wants to talk to the prince alone."

Ji Yan hummed, she was indeed more willing to leave.

Then Ji Yan looked at Wei Yun again: "You also go out first and take care of your sister."

Wei Yun's expression was calm. What Ji Yan said was probably the only word that made him slightly moved.

He said yes and followed Ji Yan out of the front hall.

Wei Yun raised his eyes, and saw that the young lady was wearing a light yellow shirt, and her hair was combed into a bun that was more clever than before in the prefect's mansion. In the past, she liked to have hair all over her head, but now she is more plain, which suits her temperament better.

The crimson lipstick on the lips is like crystal icing sugar, which makes people want to take a bite to see if it is really sweet.

Ji Yan deliberately waited for Wei Yun in front, and when he caught up with her, she looked sideways and said, "Are you still adapting to the palace?"

"I'm adaptable." Wei Yun nodded.

He took a few steps and stood beside Ji Yan, walking side by side with her.

The young lady was delicate and not very tall. Her head only reached his shoulders. He could see her curled eyelashes when he lowered his eyes, like the most beautiful butterfly wings in the world. Looking further down, the beautiful lipstick on her lips became even more beautiful. Clear.

He said in a strange way: "Miss, you are very beautiful today."

"Huh?" Ji Yan was stunned, and Wei Yun suddenly praised her. She didn't know why, but she felt a little guilty. She did dress up more deliberately today than before. Anyone with a discerning eye would guess that there was something in it to please the prince. mean.

Ji Yan didn't want to explain anything, she lowered her eyes and looked at the ground, somewhat silent.

Wei Yun continued: "It's just that the lipstick on Miss's lips doesn't match the color very well. I have a better one. Miss, would you like to try it?"

Ji Yan groaned.

This direction was something she had never expected.

But she didn't know why, but she agreed by accident.

Following Wei Yun to his courtyard, he followed the young man's words and sat in front of the desk.

At this moment, Wei Yun is looking for the better lipstick he mentioned.

Ji Yan watched him bend down slightly, with black hair pouring down, and she couldn't help but have many doubts in her heart.

How come Wei Yun also knows about mouth fat?

And he actually carried it with him...

Ji Yan was confused and curious at the moment, and pursed her lips unconsciously.

When Wei Yun got the lipstick, he happened to see the young lady purse her lips and think in thought. She was a little dazed, but she looked extraordinarily delicate and cute.

Wei Yun lowered her eyelashes, leaned over slightly and said, "I'll apply lipstick for the lady."

Ji Yan reacted and wanted to refuse, but her chin was gently lifted by the young man's cold fingers.

So I swallowed back what I wanted to say.

Her lips parted, and a hint of red tongue could be vaguely seen in her mouth.

Wei Yun's eyes couldn't help but darken as he looked at the charming woman in front of him, and he remembered the wet feeling when the tip of the lady's tongue brushed across his palm.

He suppressed the strange color, took out a clean handkerchief, and carefully tried to remove the original lipstick on her lips.

Wei Yun found it strange that the young lady seemed to be very delicate everywhere, even her lips were very soft and fragile. In comparison, the handkerchief seemed extremely rough, and the thin layer of skin on her lips was rubbed until it was slightly red. .

Wei Yun wiped the lipstick clean and his eyes fell on the girl's white and red lips.

The lady's lips look so sweet and attractive without lipstick.

Ji Yan raised her head slightly at this moment, actually a little nervous. Her fingers were tightly holding the skirt of her skirt, her lips were slightly open, and the hot breath from her mouth would occasionally fall on the young man's fingers.

Wei Yun applied lipstick for her, which was a bit strange no matter how much she thought about it.

Ji Yan regretted agreeing, but she couldn't bear to interrupt at this moment.

The original body was also very sensitive, and the lips that Wei Yun wiped felt a slight pain.

The atmosphere is also a bit strange.

Ji Yan had no choice but to close her eyes.

In Wei Yun's opinion, the young lady is particularly well-behaved. When she closes her eyes, she looks more like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and her white jade-like skin also exudes some pink.

He glanced at it and then looked away, lowered his eyes and opened the box of lip balm.

The index finger dipped a circle on it, and then held the young lady's cheek. The fingertips covered with lipstick fell on her lips, tracing the shape of her lips in detail.

His fingers were slightly cold, and when they touched her lips, the young lady shivered, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she raised her head back slightly as if to avoid it.

Wei Yun said very patiently: "Miss, don't move."

Ji Yan felt that her face was already red. The relationship between her and Wei Yun should not be like this at this moment.

But once it has started, there is no reason to end it halfway.

Ji Yan just wants him to apply it quickly so that she can be relieved as soon as possible.

But Wei Yun's movements were extremely slow, so slow that she could feel the lines between his fingers in a daze. Her fingers, which were originally slightly cold, gradually became warm under the repeated application of the oil.

Wei Yun lowered his eyes and took in her expression. His fingertips almost pressed the young lady's plump and moist lips slightly, and the soft touch between his fingers seemed to be the rumored addictive poison, which made him even though he had already After applying it, he still didn't want to leave the lady's lips.

He deliberately rolled it over and over again several times before giving up.

When he left her lips, Wei Yun felt his fingers felt a little itchy.

He lowered the look in his eyes and said calmly: "This color really suits the lady better."

Hearing his voice, Ji Yan realized that she was healed.

But at this moment, she no longer cares about whether the lipstick looks good or not. She feels a little uncomfortable and a little bit socially dead.

But she had to say something, so she asked softly: "Why do you have lipstick for women?"

"This is my grandma's favorite lipstick when she was alive." Wei Yun replied lightly, "I didn't expect it to be very suitable for young ladies."

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment, "Did I mention your sadness again?"

"Life and death have their own destiny. Wei Yun has already looked away. Miss, there is no need to blame herself."

Having said that, no one wants to be reminded of their sadness.

Ji Yan warned herself in her heart that she should be careful to avoid such topics next time.

Wei Yun spent a long time applying lipstick on her just now. Now Ji Yan raised her head and looked outside. It was already dark.

She frowned slightly and said, "It's getting late. If I don't go back, my father might be anxious."

Wei Yun paused and said, "I'll take the lady back."

Ji Yan glanced at him, and this time she didn't refuse and nodded.

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When she returned to her room, Ji Yan couldn't help but lower her eyes and took out the box of lipstick given to her by Wei Yun from her sleeve.

Thinking back to what happened just now, Ji Yan wanted to bury herself.

After staring for a while, she went to find a bronze mirror and took a look.

Indeed, as Wei Yun said, it is a very beautiful color.

But the strange thing was that when she looked at her lips at the moment, the image of Wei Yun's fingers squishing between her lips flashed through her mind from time to time.

I can even recall the strange and cold feeling when my fingers landed on my lips...