Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Ji Yan was stunned for a while. Shen Weichu teased her like a child, but the way he teased her was to kiss her.

However, his eyes were serious, like a piece of moist jade, gentle yet lurking in danger, making her uneasy in just a few glances.

She turned her body over, and when Shen Weichu lowered his head and leaned over, she first covered his lips with the back of her hand, "No more kissing, let me see the injuries on your back."

Shen Weichu's lips covered the back of her hand and squirmed slightly, like two cool clouds. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but Ji Yan felt her senior brother's lips slowly open, and then the hand was gently touched. Hold it in your mouth for a while.

When she took a closer look, the monk's brows were clear. He was silent for a few moments, then lowered his eyes, stepped back a little, turned around obediently, and exposed his back to her.

Shen Weichu had no hair tied up, and thousands of black hairs were scattered on his back, like a natural silk.

Ji Yan divided his hair into two parts, moved them to both sides and put them down in front of him. When she sat back down, she could clearly see the scars on her senior brother's back.

The whip marks on the back vary in depth.

Unlike her senior brother, she can know the severity even if she hits someone.At that time, I was extremely angry, and I didn't know the importance of the attack. Taking a whip from a Nascent Soul monk without any spiritual energy to protect my body was too much for even a Mahayana monk.

You won't die, but you will be in pain for a few days.

It rained last night and the wound worsened a bit, but luckily I was able to dry myself in time.

Ji Yan took a look and felt very regretful in her heart. She had long since stopped blaming her senior brother for beating her mercilessly during the exercise. The misunderstanding at that time had long been resolved. But she was too emotional last night and only thought about "new and old grudges." Count together.

Now that she has calmed down, there is no old grudge between her and her senior brother.

After all, he was the one who hit someone, and Ji Yan must be held responsible.

After seeing the wound, she got off the couch, went to the side and rummaged through the cabinets for a while, and found a jar of ointment. She remembered that her grandmother had said that she had put a jar of ointment in the house.

After finding the jar of medicine, Ji Yan brought the ointment to the couch with her. She lowered her eyes and opened her eyes. She dug out a ball of ointment that looked like snow-fat with her fingers and slowly applied it to the whip marks on her senior brother's back.

The ointment was very cold, but junior sister's fingers were warm. Shen Weichu lowered his eyes, and there was a dark color in his eyes.

Ji Yan concentrated on applying the medicine, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the thin but not weak back, which trembled slightly. The senior brother's head was slightly drooped, and his hair was like thousands of strands of silk hanging down. The overly long hair tails were stacked on top of each other. The center of the leg was covered with white jade, and the criss-crossing carmine-colored red marks unexpectedly added some war-damaged beauty. The butterfly bone also had a pale pink color, which was a bit shockingly gorgeous for no reason.

Ji Yan's fingers froze and she didn't dare to look any further, so she quickly applied the ointment on it.

The light milk-colored ointment is applied to the scar, and slowly melts like snow-fat, and the color becomes lighter, shimmering like water.

Ji Yan retracted her fingers and lowered her eyes to stare for a while. Her fingertips seemed to be numb.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and then grandma's voice came from outside the door: "Yanyan is up? Your grandpa has already prepared the meal."

Ji Yan was startled for a moment, worried that grandma would come in, so she hurriedly replied: "I'm already up and combing my hair. I'll be there soon."

"It's okay, don't worry, your grandpa and I will be waiting for you in front."

Ji Yan got off the couch and pushed her senior brother on the couch. She accidentally met her senior brother's dark gaze. Ji Yan couldn't help but feel frightened again. After looking away, she put down the bed curtain and shielded her senior brother. Inside, there is a bit of a golden house hidden beauty.

She raised her voice and said to her grandmother: "No need to wait for me, just eat first, I will be here soon."

Grandma agreed softly, and the sound of leaving footsteps sounded outside the door.

Ji Yan took the comb and combed her hair a few times. She didn't want her grandparents to wait too long, so she simply tied her hair up.

Before leaving, I took another look inside the bed tent. I could hardly see anyone inside, except for a vague figure, which seemed to be meditating.

She glanced at it, then looked away, without saying anything to her senior brother, turned around and left the room.

Ji Yan told her grandma not to wait, but the two old people still waited for her. She didn't come over and didn't use her chopsticks.

Grandma saw that she was just tying up her hair and not even combing her bun. She couldn't help but look at her helplessly and said, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have left. I might as well go in and comb your bun."

The little girl sat down obediently and shook her head, "That way the food will get cold. It won't be too late to wait until we finish eating."

Grandma laughed and said, "You're such a free and easy kid."

After dinner, Ji Yan didn't stop. Grandma said she wanted to go to her room to help her comb her hair. Ji Yan quickly said no, and wanted to comb it herself, so grandma had no choice but to give up.

Before she left, she heard her grandfather say to her grandmother: "The child has his own ideas. It doesn't matter if he doesn't want to comb or not. Just be happy."

Grandma actually seemed to be convinced by Grandpa and did not refute. After all, the so-called dignity was not as important as happiness.

...

After Ji Yan returned to the house, she locked the door and glanced back into the tent. Her senior brother seemed to be still meditating.

Ji Yan walked over and opened the tent, but was caught off guard and met the monk's dark eyes. She was unprepared when she suddenly met his senior brother's eyes, and her whole body froze.

Shen Weichu had just applied the medicine and had not yet put on his shirt. The black hair and the white skin were intertwined, making him look a little more glamorous than his usual fairy-like appearance.

The knot between her and her senior brother had been resolved last night.

But I don’t know why, but it’s still a little awkward now.

She froze in place at this moment, and at the same time she averted her eyes, not staring at her senior brother.

Shen Weichu broke the silence first: "Come here, junior sister."

Ji Yan pursed her lips, thinking that if she went over, she wouldn't lose a piece of flesh.

He took off his shoes and went to the couch. As soon as his knees touched the bed, his senior brother stretched out his hand and took him into his arms.

She sat on his lap, the fabric touching his skin, and his body was held tightly by him.

"Are you still angry?" Shen Weichu asked in her ear.

Ji Yan was stunned, clenching and unclenching her fingers hanging by her side, lowering her eyes and saying, "I'm not angry."

Shen Weichu hummed and didn't ask any more questions. He just hugged her. The strength was neither light nor heavy, but he was able to hold her tightly.

It had been a long time since he had hugged her like this. Shen Weichu was silent, but now he was only extraordinarily greedy.

After hugging her for a long time, he asked: "Junior sister, do you still want to return to Immortal Mountain?"

Ji Yan didn't answer for a while.

She doesn't know either.Yongzhou is now home to her, but there are people she cares about in Fairy Mountain, and it's hard to let go of both ends.

"If junior sister doesn't want to go back, she won't go back. It's better to stay in Yongzhou."

When Ji Yan heard this, she was still thinking when she heard her senior brother say again: "There is one more question."

Ok?

Shen Weichu said: "Junior sister, are you willing to become a Taoist partner with me?"