Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

The waiter in the tavern broke the slowly becoming delicate atmosphere at this moment.

The waiters, dressed in smart attire and with short blond hair slicked back, gentlemanly placed a handwritten menu in front of them.

"What do you two want to drink?"

Ji Yan lowered her head and looked through it, "Is there no juice?"

The waiter smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "Have you just grown up, little sister? People who come to our pub are either drinking or looking for excitement. Drinking juice is so boring."

Ji Yan thought about it and thought, "Is there any wine with a lower alcohol content?"

"Yes, this peach wine is suitable for ladies."

"Then I want this." After saying that, she looked at Arnold again, "What do you want to drink?"

Arnold had never drank, so he fell silent for a while.

When the waiter saw this, he recommended: "For men, I prefer to drink this jazz whiskey. It also has another name, called enthusiasm."

Ji Yan and Arnold didn't understand much, so they ordered the two wines recommended by the waiter.

The pub brought peanuts and a plate of toasted waffles.

Arnold refused to eat human food, so Ji Yan ate all the toasted waffles.

The peach-flavored wine was almost like fruit juice. It felt a bit like sparkling water. It was quite delicious. Ji Yan drank a whole glass and she was not drunk, but the tip of her nose and cheeks were slightly red.

Music suddenly sounded in the tavern. Ji Yan looked up and saw a young gentleman playing the violin on the stage. He looked handsome and was very involved in playing the violin, which made the audience feel deeply involved.

Drinking wine, listening to music, and experiencing the colorful life in a pleasant atmosphere are the most popular pastimes among small town residents.

Ji Yan was touched by such an atmosphere. She propped her chin up and silently watched the lively scene in front of her.

Arnold finished drinking the glass of warm wine. He looked at Ji Yan. The girl's face was stained with a bright smile. She was very comfortable and well integrated into the atmosphere. Her eyes were constantly dancing with charming light. Arnold I feel like my vision is gradually getting blurry.

Vampires have pale skin, and even when they are drunk, their skin will glow a bright pink color like humans.

Arnold lowered his eyelashes. The noise around him made him uncomfortable.

He didn't know how long it had passed before he heard the human say: "Sir, they said there will be a bonfire party in the town tonight. Can we go back later?"

Arnold paused and hummed.

Ji Yan came back to her senses and turned her head to look at Arnold. Only then did she notice the slight abnormality in the other person's expression. His dark eyes were slightly drunk, and they were more charming and bewitching than the usual clear and beautiful ones.

Arnold looked at her, his thin lips slightly pursed, his expression unprecedentedly focused and serious.

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment, then moved a little closer, "Sir?"

The young man's thick black eyelashes trembled, and the next second, he let out a faint hum.

Ji Yan blinked: "Are you drunk, sir?"

Arnold frowned and said no more. A faint look of confusion appeared on the beautiful face of the vampire, as clean and simple as a child, and the drunkenness in his eyes was beginning to show, like a meteor falling inside.

She seems to have forgotten that Brian said that Arnold likes to be quiet. He may not like such an atmosphere, but for her happiness, he forced himself to blend in and even drank a glass of wine.

Warm...sounds like a strong drink.

She paused, stood up from her seat, looked at the young man and said, "Sir, let me take you out to relax."

It seemed that he did not understand her words. The young man did not respond in time, and his thinking became slow. The only thing that remained unchanged was the beautiful eyes that kept focusing on her.

Seems really drunk...

Ji Yan also found it novel. She tilted her head and raised the corners of her lips.

After looking at him carefully for a while, she bent down and put on Arnold's hood. The young man was also very obedient.

He looked at her meekly, motionless.

Ji Yan had no choice but to hold the corner of Arnold's clothes and signal him to stand up.

This time he seemed to understand. He lowered his eyes and glanced at Ji Yan's hand before slowly standing up.

Before leaving the manor, Brian gave her the money bag for safekeeping.

So Ji Yan led Arnold to the front desk and settled the bill with the waiter. After paying the money, she led the young man and left the dark and lively tavern.

It was sunny outside and the sky was as blue as an oil painting.

Ji Yan unconsciously let go of the hand holding Arnold's clothes and looked up at the sky slightly.

The small town gave her a wonderful feeling. It was different from the manor and had the atmosphere of human fireworks.

She looked up for a while, and when she looked down again, she found that after she let go of Arnold's clothes, he took the initiative to grab her clothes.

Those hands are exceptionally beautiful, and every time you look at them, you want to look at them more.

Arnold pinched her finger before, and Ji Yan couldn't help but feel a little moved when she saw his hand now. The drunk adult looked easy to bully... She paused, stretched out her hand and pinched it.

Arnold: ...

He lowered his eyes and silently held the human's finger.

Ji Yan thought he was awake at that moment, and subconsciously said with a guilty conscience: "I didn't mean it."

"Well..." Arnold held her hand carefully, "It's okay."

Being led by him, it was originally Ji Yan who took Arnold for a walk, but now it seemed that it was the other way around, and it was Arnold who took Ji Yan for a walk.

Ji Yan wasn't sure whether Arnold was awake or not, but he kept holding her hand. Her palm was sweaty and sticky, but the young man didn't dislike it and kept holding it.

The two walked through the alley. The stone slabs under their feet were old and slightly loose. The evening air became stuffy, and from time to time they could smell the smell of earth and grass.

"Sir, are you feeling better now?" Ji Yan looked down at the road and asked casually.

But after receiving no response, she raised her head.

The young man stopped. His long eyelashes almost covered his pupils. Their eyes met in the air. Arnold shook his head. His beautiful eyes became even more misty, with water mist surging and the light and color of drunkenness intertwined.

His body shook, and suddenly he fell towards Ji Yan without any strength.

The human being was caught off guard and pushed against the rough wall behind him.

The young man's fallen body was still sliding down. Ji Yan was stunned for a moment, then raised her arms to hug Arnold.

She didn't have much strength, and it was very difficult to keep Arnold from falling.

Arnold's head was a little dizzy. The sunlight and the stuffy air made him particularly uncomfortable. The human breath in his arms poured into the tip of his nose. After a pause, his head that was originally resting on the girl's shoulder turned slightly to the side, and his cool and beautiful lips opened. So close to the side of her neck.

Ji Yan froze, and the young man's arms, which were originally weak, also lifted up, held her waist, and hugged her tightly.

The neck was gently sucked by those beautiful lips.

Ji Yan felt the danger and subconsciously raised her hand to touch his chest.

Arnold's eyebrows drooped and he felt dizzy. After taking a sip from her, he stopped moving. His lips slightly brushed her neck and turned to one side.