Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

After arriving at the hotel room, Ji Yan got off his back obediently.

"I'm going to take a shower first, Ayan." She said in a soft voice without any hesitation.

The young man responded obediently, but his fingers clenched into fists, and his eyes seemed to have been splashed with ink, changing back and forth.

After a while, the sound of water sounded.

He turned his back, lowered his eyes and stared at the ground silently.

When Ji Yan came out of the shower, she saw this scene.

Ji Yan couldn't help but want to bully him when she thought of the colonel trying to act like a young boy. A Yan was like the other side of the colonel, an innocent and gentle boy who made people want to knock him down and eat him hard. Lose.

"Aren't you going to take a shower, Ayan?" The girl's voice came from above her head.

Ayan raised his eyes and froze when he saw her, then calmly looked back.

She was wearing a white and soft nightgown, her hair was still dripping with water, the moisture in her black eyes had not faded, there was a layer of light mist, and her skin was fumigated by the heat to become more delicate and moist.

The young man was stunned for a moment before holding his nightgown and walking into the bathroom without raising his head.

Ji Yan looked at his back, her eyebrows curved, she paused, and then went to blow dry her hair with a hair dryer.

Her hair was dried and Ayan hadn't come out of the bathroom yet.

Ji Yan lay on the bed, resting her chin on the pillow, and looked at the terminal for a while.

When the monarch came out of the bathroom, the girl on the bed made his eyes slightly dazed.

This is the closest they've been in more than a year.

Seemingly realizing that he had finished washing, the cub turned his head and looked at him carefully, then frowned and raised his fingers.

He walked towards her obediently.

Ji Yan tugged on his nightgown, sniffed it closely, and asked doubtfully: "You secretly brought the shower gel yourself? Hmm... there is a milky smell, is it your body fragrance?"

The young man's face turned red, his eyes lowered, and he hummed.

If Ji Yan hadn't known the truth, she would have almost believed it.

She stepped back, lowered her eyes, and twisted the belt around his waist with her delicate white fingers.

"Ayan..." Her voice seemed a little serious, "Do you want to try...to be with me?"

Ayan was very silent.

After all, there is a difference between guessing it and hearing it said from her own mouth.

He didn't know what to do. He didn't need to deliberately play the character of "A Yan", he already looked at a loss.

"Don't you want to?" She knelt on the bed and hooked her arms around his neck.

He was stunned, but was hooked by her, and the tip of his nose was almost touching hers.

Ji Yan leaned against him and kissed the tip of his nose under his moist gaze.

"I..." He parted his lips.

But there was a bite on her lip. The girl slightly raised her moist eyes and looked at him dimly, as if silently saying: What's wrong?

His eyes darkened, he held her shoulders and said in a deep voice: "Second Lieutenant, look at me, I am A Yan."

"Hmm..." Ji Yan leaned over again, rubbed his lips, and confirmed, "Ayan."

"Then you... still..."

The soft lips and tongue caused his words to stop suddenly. The blood in his body froze, and time seemed to stand still for a few seconds. After it started to flow again, the blood was slowly boiling.

He was as stiff as a log.

Ji Yan's movements also stopped, and she was silent, "If you don't want to, you can refuse me, I won't force you."

After saying this, she turned sideways and prepared to get out of bed.

In an instant, a slender arm stretched out and held her down.

Ji Yan raised her head.

The young man seemed to have been bullied too hard. His eyebrows were dark and aggrieved, and his moist eyes were filled with all sorts of emotions.

"You..." Ji Yan hesitated, already wanting to confess.

And the next second, her chin was caught, and the boy's tall body pressed down, kissing her lips fiercely. Unlike A Yan's usual gentleness, this kiss was unusually domineering.

He put his knee between her legs and the edge of the bed, twisting her lips and tongue until they broke apart, and then pressed his lips against hers, biting them little by little. His long and warm fingertips penetrated into her hair.

As if he was not satisfied with this, he picked her up and let her sit on his lap. Her body could only nestle in his arms. He lowered his head and continued to press against the seam of her lips, going deeper little by little.

Ji Yan's brain was extremely deprived of oxygen.

But after a while, he pushed her away.

The young man walked away silently and walked into the bathroom. After a while, the sound of water could be heard.

Ji Yan was lying on the bed, her physical strength was slowly recovering, and her eyes were gradually returning to clarity.

Forget it, I won’t confess anymore, Ah Yan seems to be easier to bully.

The young man came out of the shower and was on the other end of the bed. He silently lifted the quilt and lay down in it.

Ji Yan was on the other side, now at peace, which made him sigh in relief.

He slowly began to feel sleepy.

However, a soft body rolled over.

Ayan stiffened and wanted to ignore it, but the other party hugged his waist tightly, raised his thin neck, and kissed his chin.

Ji Yan wanted to sleep in his arms, so she slowly moved in and found a comfortable position.

When she closed her eyes with satisfaction, her body was suddenly lifted upwards. Before she could make a sound, her lips were blocked again.

The lips were parted and occupied.

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment, then raised her arm and took the initiative to hook his neck.

But not long after this time, the boy pushed her away again.

He was about to get out of bed, but Ji Yan's fingers hooked the strap of his nightgown.

"I can help you," she said.

Ji Yan clearly felt that A Yan's body stiffened slightly when she said these words.

So she climbed up from the bed, her black hair falling on her shoulders, and slowly moved to A Yan.

They were facing each other, the quilt was lifted to one side, and both of them lowered their heads.

But when Ji Yan reached out her hand, the boy was faster and blocked her movement.

Ji Yan tilted her head: "I really don't want to, Ah Yan..."

The girl's gentle voice was like a siren's, with a hint of seduction.

Ayan was silent.

"I can really help you..." She continued to coax, "Just nod your head, okay?"

He couldn't resist at all, and after a moment of silence, he nodded with red eyes.

The hand he held her just now was loosened little by little.

But just as the nightgown was lifted up, A Yan's terminal rang.

Both of them lowered their heads. The moment they saw the incoming call clearly, the boy blocked the terminal. His rapid breathing stopped for a moment, and he said hoarsely: "I'm going to answer a call."

Ji Yan paused and nodded: "Okay."

It was Ji Jingshen's call.

"Are you there, obediently?" He said straight to the point.

Sheng Yan froze slightly: "She..."

"I told her that A Yan is your business. If she goes to find you, you can help me take care of her. I will not interfere in your affairs anymore."

After the words fell, Sheng Yan was silent for a long time, "You... told her?"

"Well." Ji Jingshen was confused again, "She didn't come back tonight. Didn't she go to find you?"

"She is by my side." Sheng Yan's eyes darkened slightly and he said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I will take good care of her."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Sheng Yan walked back.

When Ji Yan saw him, she took the initiative to reach out to him.

The young man hugged her obediently.

Ji Yan tilted her head and kissed the side of his face and asked, "Who called you... um?"

Caught off guard... the young man laid her down on the bed, and the belt around her waist was pulled away. The next second, a chill hit her, and the bathrobe spread out like petals.