Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

His Majesty later found him and told him that he could sever contact with his daughter, but only if he stayed with her as "Adjutant Ayan".

Just A Yan, just an adjutant.

Ji Jingshen agreed, because if Ji Yan encountered any danger during the mission, with His Majesty... no, with A Yan here, she would never be in a desperate situation.

As long as he keeps his promise and acts as a proper lieutenant around her as A Yan, it's okay.

But what Ji Jingshen didn't expect was that His Majesty's "indifference" to her really made her heartbroken, but A Yan occupied an indispensable position in her heart.

In the past, when A Yan came to her for the first time, every time he came back from a mission and asked her if the mission went well, the cub would always complain to him that A Yan had poor abilities and was clumsy, always causing trouble for her. Trouble, I really want to change my adjutant.

But now...she said he was very good and she was not willing to change the adjutant again.

Sure enough, no matter what His Majesty becomes, she will always fall in love with him again.

Then Ji Jingshen realized that his Guaiguai really fell in love with someone, not a girl's ignorant heartbeat, but a true love.

He has always been an enlightened father and is strict with her emotionally. He just doesn't want her to get hurt or deceived. But if she really likes her and His Majesty also really likes her, then everything he does will be meaningless.

The lieutenant general didn't want to become a villain in his daughter's eyes.

Ji Yan's heart was filled with ripples. She lowered her eyes and her soft voice became hoarse: "Why are you telling me this?"

"I'm sorry, dear." He apologized again, "I broke you up, and now I realize that I was wrong. I think you have the right to know the truth now."

Ji Yan pursed her lips, "Well..."

She was not in the mood to continue eating, so she returned to the bedroom, opened the terminal, and found the colonel in the contact information.

But before sending the message, she paused, backed out, and sent a message to "A Yan".

His Majesty was in the middle of a meeting when his account rang suddenly.

The account that Sheng Yan commonly uses now is "A Yan". This account only has Ji Yan as a contact. He couldn't help but pause. This was the first time that she sent him a message in a private capacity outside of missions. information.

The cub asked: "Are you free? I would like to treat you to a meal."

After playing A Yan's identity for a long time, it seems to have penetrated into his soul. In his daily life, the monarch inevitably has some of A Yan's characteristics.

Everyone saw His Majesty, who had cold and narrow eyes just now. Suddenly, his dark eyes became soft and translucent, with an aura like nephrite, and his beautiful eyelashes were slightly downturned, like the purest young man.

It's scary.

But soon, the light in those eyes extinguished slightly, and the corners of the bright red lips pursed slightly.There seems to be some problem.

The next second, I saw him standing up, the softness in his eyes faded, and he returned to the ice-like indifference again: "That's it for today, we will continue another day."

...

Ji Yan wore a long white dress with black hair draped over her shoulders. She stood out in the crowd, but no one would have thought that she was actually an officer.

Sheng Yan saw people approaching her, but she politely rejected them.

He suppressed the emotions in his eyes, making it look like everything was normal, he was just the clumsy young man Ah Yan.

Ji Yan saw him and waved to him.

A Yan walked silently, her delicate and gentle face looking at a loss: "Why did the Second Lieutenant invite me to dinner?"

The girl bent her eyes and handed him a cup of milk tea: "I thought we were already friends."

Ayan pursed her lips.

Ji Yan held his arm, which made him slightly stiff again.

The girl's voice was soft: "Also, don't call me Second Lieutenant in private. You can call me Yanyan."

Sheng Yan clenched her fingers hanging by her side and her eyes dimmed.

"Don't you want to?" She turned her head.

The monarch quickly put on his youthful eyes and softly called out "Yanyan".

But he asked again: "Does Yanyan always hold hands with her friends?"

"Huh?" Ji Yan looked up at him and said, "Of course not. Ah Yan is special and different from others."

As soon as the words fell, the monarch's face turned pale.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Ji Yan quickly noticed his changes.

This ability to notice subtle changes in details also made his heart feel slightly astringent.

A Yan shook his head.

Ji Yan lowered her head and took a sip of milk tea and asked, "Ayan, is there anything you want to eat?"

He still shook his head.

Ji Yan curled her lips in a good mood, "Then I'll make the decision. After dinner, we'll go watch a movie."

The young man was speechless: "Watch... a movie?"

"Yeah." She tilted her head, wondering, "Don't you like it, Ah Yan?"

The monarch is silent.

In the end I could only say, "I like it."

They finished their meal and watched a two-hour movie in the cinema. After leaving the cinema, it was already dark.

The two walked side by side, but after a while, Ji Yan stopped.

The young man paused slightly, lowered his head, and found that the hem of his clothes was held in the girl's hand.

He turned his head and met her clear and clean eyes.

"I'm a little tired, can Ayan carry me back?"

Her voice was soft and unprepared for him, as if she was being coquettish.

The young man held his hand, then released it. Finally, he was defeated by his heart and squatted down slightly, exposing his back to her.

The soft and warm body came close to him, and the girl's soft arms, with a faint fragrance, wrapped around his neck.

Sheng Yan was carrying her on his back, and every step he took seemed to be stepping on a knife blade covered in frosting.

She put aside her anger and chose "A Yan"... What's even more ridiculous is that after realizing this, he was willing to become her "A Yan".

Ji Yan rested her head on his neck, her black hair falling down, making the skin on his neck tremble slightly.

The black eyes seemed to be soaked in the night, dizzying little by little.

"It's very late. Let me take you home, Second Lieutenant." His voice was slightly hoarse.

"Huh? What did you call me?"

"...Yanyan."

"Yes." Ji Yan rubbed his neck with satisfaction and said listlessly, "I don't want to go back. There is a hotel ahead. Let's stay there for one night and go to the amusement park the next day."

After the words fell, A Yan was silent for a long time before saying: "Okay..."

He carried Ji Yan into the hotel. When he saw them at the front desk, he asked with a slightly ambiguous look, "Can you two share a room?"

A Yan was about to say no when he heard the little girl say yes first.

He was stunned, and before he could react, the room was already opened.

Ji Yan hooked her fingers around the room card and pressed the cold card against his cheek, "Ayan, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing." The young man lowered his eyes and spoke in a soft voice.

He was like a bullied child, his ears were red, and in a corner that Ji Yan didn't know, the two villains in his heart were twisted into a ball.

The balance of reason and desire swings wildly.