Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Ji Yan was not happy. Chu Yun told her everything and told her that he would die soon without her killing him. It was like a punch on cotton, no pain or itching.

She took Chu Yun to the Discipline Pavilion, and Chu Yun cooperated very well. Chu Yun tied the immortal rope for himself, then turned to look at her: "Junior sister."

Ji Yan didn't respond, and Chu Yun also knew that she didn't like hearing him call her junior sister, but he still wanted to call her that way.

Now she didn't even want to listen to him anymore, so she turned around and left.

Chu Yun said: "Wuli is innocent. Please help me, junior sister, to take good care of him."

After Ji Yan heard this, she stiffened for a moment and did not answer.

She walked back to Jianzong, but none of her spells worked. Her emotions were still affected by Chu Yun, and she exuded a depressed aura.

There was always a breath behind her, and Ji Yan was so confused that she never noticed it.

It wasn't until she tripped over a rock that the breath swam up, turned into substance, and held her firmly in his arms.Before Ji Yan raised her head, she smelled a cold fragrance, like the cold plum blossoms blooming in the snow, also blooming a touch of snow color in the gray world.

Shen Weichu tightened his strength slightly and picked her up.

The junior sister likes to be held by him from the front. In the past, every time he held her like this, she would never feel too at ease. But today, the junior sister is particularly good. She only hugged his neck and lowered her head, pressing her cheeks and chin into the crook of his arms. superior.

Her senior brother's breath made her feel like a nestling returning to the nest, faintly soothing her emotions.

Thinking about it, like his senior brother, his parents were both victims of power, and they were just poor orphans who survived, with no one to rely on and could only rely on each other for warmth.

In the original work, everyone only sees that Shen Weichu is powerful and will always rely on him in important matters. If he is exterminating demons and encounters big demons that ordinary people dare not touch, Shen Weichu will always take the lead and hang his life on the tip of the knife. .

No one will thank him afterwards, they will just think that this is what Shen Weichu should do.

They laughed at him as a licker, clinging to him but isolating him. After he became a demon, they stabbed his heart with swords without any burden. Ji Yan felt particularly depressed when she thought of this. The senior brother was obviously worthy of heaven. The best stuff down there.

Ji Yan can't change the past, and now she can only look forward. She will definitely not let her senior brother become a demon this time. Even if she accidentally becomes a demon, she will stay with him and will not let anyone hurt a hair of his.

System: "It's 96, and her favorability value for you has increased by 1 point."

Shen Weichu was unmoved. He believed that this ability to peek into the other person's emotions was not legitimate. What he did was not to obtain that numerical value, but because he wanted to do something for his junior sister, so he did it.

However, the system uses numerical values ​​to measure the feedback brought by his actions. Even the most ordinary and pure actions are tainted with a utilitarian flavor, which makes Shen Weichu unhappy.

Ji Yan didn't know that Shen Weichu also had a system inside her body, but compared to the two systems, the senior brother's system was more active, at least compared to her system that pretended to be dead as soon as she entered the small world, it was too active.

She noticed that he seemed to stiffen just now, and his steps paused for a moment.

I couldn't help but feel confused for a moment, lowered my chin again, and picked up a strand of the monk's black and smooth hair with my fingers. The senior brother's hair was full of cold fragrance, like the branches where the winter plums rested, indispensable.

But the hair seemed to have turned into a black vine. Using her fingers as branches, she slowly entangled the vines, almost blending into one body. The vines had completely twisted the soft branches inside.

She was having fun, twisting her senior brother's hair on her fingers, loosening it, twisting it up again, repeating this process without feeling bored.

Shen Weichu only felt that the strand of hair pulled out by the junior sister was gently pulling on his scalp from time to time. It was extremely light and could be completely ignored on weekdays, but when the junior sister was in his arms, her sweet breath was all over her breath, and her scalp was filled with The weak force that came from him made his scalp tremble slightly, as if he had really turned into a vine and gently strangled his junior sister.

His breathing stagnated slightly, his pupils seemed to be dizzy with ink, and the color was a little darker.

He said: "Junior sister."

"Huh?" Ji Yan raised her head when she heard the voice. She stopped playing with her senior brother's hair and lowered her eyelashes to look at the monk's beautiful face. The senior brother was like a snow lotus growing on the edge of the cliff, tempting to pick it. , but few people can actually pick it. Most people who come here because of its reputation will give up before they encounter him. Even if they are lucky enough to encounter him, they will easily lose their footing and fall to the bottom of the cliff, which is not without danger.

This kind of snow lotus is most suitable for people to appreciate, but Ji Yan wants to reach out and pick it off.

Shen Weichu said: "Play in another place, don't just play in one place."

Ji Yan knew what her senior brother was talking about, and she could only make her senior brother remind him aloud, but it was only because she had acted lightly, "Did I hurt my senior brother?"

"Um...a bit."

"I will be careful. If you feel any pain, senior brother, just tell me."

The monk lowered his eyes and gave a faint hum.

Ji Yan grabbed a strand of hair again, but it seemed that no matter how she played, it was no longer as interesting as before. From time to time, her mind flashed back to her senior brother's face that was forbearing and restrained, letting her play with her hair. It was as beautiful as a piece of art made of snow. , while making people awe-inspiring, they can’t help but have thoughts of violation, it’s bad and obscene.

Although Ji Yan was shameless, she still couldn't help being attracted.

She has also neglected her senior brother these days, and has not been close to him for a long time. Senior brother also takes care of her emotions, rarely greedy for more in such matters, and even less often takes the initiative to ask for more.

She was in a bad mood today. She just wanted to be close to her senior brother, close enough to feel his body temperature. She unknowingly let go of Shen Weichu's hair and put her fingers on his shoulders, without him being prepared. , lowered his head and put his lips on his eyebrows.

Shen Weichu stopped almost immediately, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

The junior sister's soft lips were pressed against his forehead. Seeing that he didn't refuse, she moved down again and lowered her head to touch his lips.

But when they were about to meet him, he dodged him.

Ji Yan was stunned, Shen Weichu suddenly turned her head, and her lips only fell on the side of her face.

She stayed for a moment, then felt a little unhappy. She pushed Shen Weichu's face back with both hands, but she didn't want to run into the monk's cold, dark eyes, which seemed to push her away again.

Ji Yan didn't know why, but her emotions were easily aroused by her senior brother.

For example, now, when her senior brother doesn't want her to kiss him, she insists on kissing him. Even because of her emotions, regardless of whether he is still outside, she stretches out her hand to tear apart his clothes, puts her hand inside, and picks him gently or not hard. For a moment.

Shen Weichu:...

Junior sister's lips also pressed against his lips, and the kiss was unstructured.

He let her kiss him for a while, and let her fingers spread the hem of his clothes, letting her make trouble inside.

But when her emotions were at their peak, he held her chin with his hand and asked, knowingly: "Do you really want to be here?"