Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

As if he wanted to rub her into his body, Arnold's strength was so strong that there was almost no gap between the two of them. A beautiful hand inserted into her wet hair, and the water droplets on the hair fell smoothly. As the young man's pale fingers rolled down, the moist vapor in the air spread little by little.

There were only a few candlesticks on the simple square wooden table in the room, all of which were swept down by a slender arm at this moment.

"Bangdang-"

Ji Yan was put up.

The girl's hair and body were filled with the refreshing scent of soap, mixed with the fragrance of her skin. Arnold liked her scent very much. He lost control at the beginning, but was slowly soothed, and his movements became more gentle, and he kissed her gently. .

Ji Yan later collapsed in his arms.

The young man took her off the table and put her on the bed. His delicate eyebrows were dark and moist, and his expression was very good. He brought a clean towel and slowly helped Ji Yan dry her wet hair.

Ji Yan had no strength at all and struggled to open her eyes. When she saw Arnold Arthur's serious look, she stopped caring and allowed him to twist her hair.

When the twist was almost done, Arnold lay on the bed and let Ji Yan lie on top of him, letting the long hair spread out evenly on her back so that the moisture could evaporate faster.

Ji Yan turned her face sideways, said nothing, closed her eyes and rested.

Arnold couldn't calm down, so he reached out and pinched half of her face.

Ji Yan:......

He had no choice but to bury his entire face into Arnold's chest.

Arnold stopped moving and just looked at her quietly.

Time passed slowly. After Ji Yan's hair was dry, Arnold took her to another position, put her in his arms, and slowly fell asleep.

Ji Yan woke up, and her morning headache was somewhat relieved.

She paused, then got out of Arnold's arms, sat quietly on the bed for a while, and accidentally saw the bags piled in the corner.

When she came back before, she saw those things in Arnold's hands, as if he had just come back from outside. But before she could see clearly, Arnold squeezed them into his arms.

After taking a look at the beautiful young man who was still sleeping soundly, Ji Yan got off the bed and took a look at the contents of the bag. Then she couldn't help but be stunned. They were all beautiful little skirts in various styles and colors.

Ji Yan pursed her lips. Was it given to her or bought for Cecilia?

She took one look and put the bag back.Arnold was also easily upset.

Ji Yan didn't touch those things. She put on her cloak and wanted to go down to get some air.

...

"I forgot to tell you when you went back just now. The guy with you... he seemed to have bought a lot of things, was it for you?" The landlady looked sincerely envious.

Ji Yan froze and shook her head: "I don't know either."

"Huh?" The landlady was confused, "Didn't he say that? But I think he bought it for you. You didn't see the way he carried you over. He was really worried about you."

Ji Yan lowered her eyes and did not answer, feeling a little confused.

The landlady said: "He feels different from you. You seem friendly and lovable, but he... I always feel like a pampered aristocrat. He doesn't seem to be approachable at all." He doesn’t seem to be someone who takes care of others, but he is not what I originally felt when he was in front of you. Anyway... I feel like he likes you very much."

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment, then she curved her lips and smiled.

"You don't seem as happy as last time. Have you encountered any problems recently?" The landlady just discovered the problem and couldn't help but asked with concern.

"Well, I am indeed worried."

She didn't continue talking, and the landlady knew that she didn't want to talk, so she didn't ask again, but took out a dessert she made: "Try this, eating it can make people feel better."

It was a small cake that looked very plain, decorated with a few grapes.

Ji Yan said thank you, sat in front of the bar, and started eating.

The taste is not as good as that in the real world, but it is very fragrant, sweet and glutinous, and it does make people feel better. Ji Yan can't help but squint her eyes.

The girl was not wearing a hood, and her smooth, straight black hair covered the hood on her back. The cloak almost covered her petite body. Her calves were looming, swaying slightly, and her almond-shaped eyes were slightly curved.

"Let me just say, sweets can make people feel better." The landlady also smiled, with cute dimples showing on her cheeks.

Ji Yan nodded: "It's delicious. How was it made?"

"Do you want to learn?"

Ji Yan blinked: "Can I learn?"

"Of course you can." The landlady said generously, "I don't open a store. I just mess around on my own. I have nothing to hide."

Ji Yan then followed the landlady to the kitchen, took off her cloak, and put on the apron handed over by the landlady.

The apron is also beautifully made, as is the embellishment of the skirt.

She looked down and heard the proprietress say: "Doesn't it look good? I made it myself."

"You are amazing."

"Of course, otherwise how can I be the boss's wife?"

The two looked at each other and laughed, and the atmosphere was very relaxed and joyful.

Ji Yan was working on the side, and also helped the proprietress knead the dough, with some white powder on her fingers and cheeks.

I hardly interfered in the future and just watched and learned.

After putting the cake in the oven, I waited for a while. After opening it, the aroma filled the air.

"You can take this back to eat." The landlady handed the baked cake to Ji Yan.

"Okay." The girl reached out and took it, "Then I'll go back first."

When carrying the cake back, Ji Yan forgot her cloak in the kitchen and wore her apron. She paused and planned to take the cake back to eat first, and then return it with the plate after eating. The cloak... I'm not in a hurry to get it.

She returned to the room but did not see Arnold.

Ji Yan couldn't help but wonder, where did she go again?

She put down the cake, hesitated for a moment, then went out and went downstairs.

Finally, I saw Arnold on the street. The young man stood alone among the crowds of people, as if waiting for something, almost staring, his eyes darkened, and the curve of his thin lips was a little lonely and pitiful.

"Arnold Arthur." She called him from behind.

The young man's body stiffened slightly, and then he slowly turned around.

There was a hint of doubt in the girl's almond-shaped eyes, and she tilted her head slightly.

Arnold pursed his lips and opened his lips, but couldn't say anything.

Ji Yan came over and held him, "What are you doing here?"

Arnold whispered: "Waiting for you."

Ji Yan:......

"I didn't leave."

"Yes." He bent his eyes and looked at the girl holding his hand seriously.

Ji Yan lost her temper instantly.

She didn't notice that the flour on her fingertips also got on Arnold's fingers.

After leading him for a while, Arnold stopped.

Ji Yan:?

The next second her body was suspended in the air, and she was held in the arms of Arnold Arthur.

There are many people around, and passers-by are almost attracted to them.

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment and said to him: "Put me down, Arnold."

Arnold silently stared at the girl's white face covered with flour. Unable to restrain himself, he lowered his head and pressed her lips against hers.