Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Chapter 512 Coveting my brother’s wife 17

Huo Mingyu's voice was full of fatigue. He leaned over and felt the slightly stiff body of the girl in his arms. He lifted her up and changed the direction. Facing him, he only had to lower his head slightly to see the beauty of the little girl. little face.

Huo Mingyu likes her, not because she is beautiful, but because of a feeling.

This feeling would be deepened every time they met. He used some not-so-glorious means to force the old lady to send her here in person. Knowing that she was someone else's fiancée, he also designed to snatch her away.

Fortunately, she chose him too.

"I'm staying tonight, which room are you staying in?" Huo Mingyu's chin was pressed against the side of her face. The stubble had grown out again, and the skin touched by the poke was a little itchy.

Ji Yan's eyelashes trembled, and she raised her hand and pointed in a direction, "The room to the east is mine, and An'an lives next door."

"it is good."

As soon as the words fell, Dutong picked her up and went out to the east house.

The room was kept spotless, the quilts and sheets were all replaced with new ones, and someone moved in, giving the cold house a sense of life.

Ji Yan was put on the bed by Tutong. When Huo Mingyu came over, she bent down and got out from under his arms, not letting him hold her.

"I promised An'an that I would sleep with her tonight." She said in a good voice without raising her head, "If Du Tong wants to stay, he can only sleep alone."

Huo Mingyu was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Ji Yan didn't wait long and took the opportunity to leave the house to find An An. An An and Zhai Jun are both in the living room on the first floor.

Zhai Jun saw the tea bag downstairs and it smelled very fragrant, so he asked An An to make tea. The little girl was reluctant but timid and did not dare to refuse, so she went over to make tea.

Usually it is the young lady who makes tea, and the tea she brews is also delicious. An An used to watch from the sidelines every day, and has already memorized the steps, but she is a bit rusty in practice. The tea she brews is also delicious, but not The aroma of the tea is completely stimulated, which is far worse than the tea brewed by the lady.

However, Zhai Jun didn't understand tea. When the tea was no longer so hot, he drank it in one gulp. This way of drinking made An An frown.

What kind of flavor can he taste when he drinks it this way? He is wasting good tea in vain.

Zhai Jun really didn't taste anything, he just thought the tea was pretty good.

When Ji Yan saw An An was fine upstairs, she felt relieved and went downstairs.

Zhai Jun saw her first. Miss Ji was dressed plainly today, with her hair half pulled up and a unique wooden hairpin inserted. Although her forehead hair was a little messy, it was not indecent at all.

When An An saw Ji Yan, she finally saw her backer. She was no longer afraid of Zhai Jun and ran over to hide behind Ji Yan.

Zhai Jun also stood up from the sofa and said respectfully and politely: "Miss Ji."

Ji Yan nodded towards him and held An An's hand comfortingly.

Du Tong will stay here tonight, and so will the adjutant. She and An An have only cleaned up two rooms that are suitable for living in. The guest room has not been cleaned up yet, but Zhai Jun said that he does not need to do anything to clean up. They are not meticulous people. , not so particular. During the war in the past, the conditions were much worse. You could sleep anywhere and it was enough to be protected from the wind and rain.

What's more, even if we have to clean up, we can't trouble Miss Ji anymore.

An'an was still a little scared after knowing that Du Tong and Zhai Jun were staying here tonight, but fortunately the lady agreed to sleep with her tonight.

She was still afraid of Dutong.

Huo Mingyu usually has an expressionless and cold face towards outsiders, and his eyes don't look easy to talk to, so An An doesn't believe what Ji Yan said that Huo Dutong is a very good person.

After she went to bed tonight, she never left the house again, just because she didn't want to run into Du Tong or Zhai Jun accidentally.

An An went to bed first, and Ji Yan sat in front of the desk and turned on a small desk lamp. She was not too sleepy, so she planned to read for a while under the dim light, and then go to sleep when she felt sleepy.

Not long after I fell asleep peacefully, the desk lamp suddenly went out, and there was some movement downstairs, like the sound of a tripping switch.

Ji Yan put down the book in her hand and tried other lights, but they couldn't be turned on. It was either a power outage or a circuit breaker tripped. But she looked out through the window and saw that there were residents nearby who still had lights on. It was probably not a power outage, but a circuit breaker tripped. .

There were candles on the bedside table. Ji Yan took out one, lit it and inserted it into the candlestick. She held the candlestick and planned to go downstairs to take a look.

The switch is located in the living room, hidden by a painting on the wall.

Ji Yan put the candlestick on the table, walked over and opened the painting, took a look, and found that the switch had tripped, so she went to turn it on.

Ji Yan put the painting down again and turned around to take away the candlestick, but she ran into a broad and cool embrace. Before she could raise her head, she was hugged gently around the waist.

The burning light of the candle reflected the man's cold face.

It's Huo Mingyu.

The man looked down at her, his cold phoenix eyes full of aggression at the moment. Before Ji Yan could speak, he picked her up and put her on the table. The candlestick at hand was also picked up and put away by Huo Mingyu, in case it was later. Children may be accidentally injured.

He walked silently. He didn't know when he came or how long he had been in the living room.

After Ji Yan was stunned, a guess came to her mind, "Just now... did you pull down the switch?"

"Ah."

Huo Mingyu openly admitted that he knew her and knew how to lure her here.

He admitted so quickly that Ji Yan didn't know what to say and just glared at him.

"It's getting late, you should go to bed early." Ji Yan looked at him and said, getting off the table again.

People who said they were tired were all for themselves, but they didn't take a good rest and even deliberately turned on the switch.

Huo Mingyu stood in front of her, his hands like two iron pliers preventing her from moving.

His eyes were deep, and he said close to her: "Master sent me a telegram from Jiangcheng. The old man turned over the almanac and said that the ninth day of the next lunar month is an auspicious day for getting married. He wants to enjoy our wedding wine during his lifetime."

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment, today was already the th, and it was less than a month before the ninth day of next month.

Ji Yan thought of the old commander again. The doctor had said in private that the old man's health could be good or bad. No one knew how long he could last. The most important thing was to keep him mentally healthy. Be happy.

The older generation likes to celebrate happiness, and it is not unreasonable to use happy events to wash away illness and weakness. After all, a good mood is also conducive to recovery from illness.

The old commander is a sensible person, and Ji Yan also selfishly hopes that he will get better.

He is Dutong's master. Now she has no relatives, and Dutong has no relatives either. The old commander is his only elder in the world who is better than a relative. Ji Yan naturally hopes that the old man will get well.

It's just that time was a little rushed, and she was afraid that she wouldn't have time to prepare.

Huo Mingyu saw her thinking seriously, snorting a chuckle in his nose, lowering his head a little more, and said: "I also think the ninth day of the Lunar New Year is good. I will be on vacation next month and have plenty of time. I can still have time to spend time after getting married." Where do you want to go on your honeymoon?”

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment again, and was inexplicably drawn in. She began to think about where to spend her honeymoon.

Huo Mingyu said: "Master, it is not convenient for him to travel far away. You can get married in Jiangcheng, but you can go wherever you want for your honeymoon. I can also accompany you back to Wucheng first and formally visit your parents at the tomb. Forget it. Considering the time, it’s still enough and I can go to many places.”

Ji Yan followed his words and nodded: "I don't have any particular place I want to go, but if I want to get married, I still have to go back to pay homage to my parents first."

After she finished speaking, the man took advantage of the victory and said, "Then you want to marry me? It's the ninth day of next month."

Ji Yan is not a little girl who doesn't know anything. She is not that shy about getting married. In fact, twenty days are enough to prepare everything. It is not impossible to get married, it will happen sooner or later anyway.

What's more, Du Tong had already handed over all his wealth to her.

It is both a token and a betrothal gift.

Ji Yan finally nodded: "Then you will go back to Wucheng with me first?"

"Okay." Huo Mingyu's voice became hoarse, and he suddenly asked her, "Are you sleepy?"

Ji Yan shook her head.

When she said she wasn't sleepy, Huo Mingyu picked her up from the table and strode to the sofa. Ji Yan was placed on the sofa and sat on it. He took off his coat, folded it twice and placed it behind her waist.

Ji Yan was stunned and thought of Huo Mingyu doing the same thing in the dormitory that day...

"you……"

As soon as she opened her mouth, the man's calloused fingers touched her cheek. His phoenix eyes were full of desire. Just one look made her body weaken and she lost her voice for a moment.

Her black and white almond-shaped eyes looked at him helplessly.

He leaned down and said, "It won't be long, it'll be fine in a while."

Ji Yan pursed her lips.

Huo Mingyu didn't give her a chance to refuse at all. He held her body with his palms and leaned close to her through the clothes...

It was said that it would only take a while, but it was not fast at all. He waited for a long time and waited until she was exhausted before he stopped. But before she left, Ji Yan opened her eyes and felt something was not good. She held on to her body and wanted to leave. But he reached out and hugged her again.

But he was no longer in the living room. He took his coat and wrapped it around the little fiancée in his arms.

Huo Mingyu carried her upstairs and came to the east room.

After carrying her in, he threw his coat aside. He sat down and let Ji Yan sit on his lap. As soon as he sat firmly, the man lowered his head and kissed her. The kiss was more intense than before, as if he wanted to kill her. The posture of swallowing it into the belly.

Ji Yan's pajamas were rubbed loose, and Ji Yan sweated a lot.

Her small face was framed by black hair. After all, she was much smaller than him in this life, her body was still young, and she had been bullied by him to the point of crying several times, and the corners of her eyes were red from crying.

He didn't really touch her, but it still made her feel like she was about to die.

When it was finally over, Huo Mingyu hugged her to comfort her.

That night she didn't go back until late at night. She slept peacefully without waking up once. Ji Yan also changed into another piece of pajamas.

I wasn't sleepy before, but now I was sleepy, and I fell asleep quickly.

She slept for a long time. When An An woke up and saw that she was still asleep, he didn't wake anyone up and planned to go downstairs to make breakfast first.

But An An opened the door and saw Du Tong.

The little girl was so nervous that she stammered: "Miss, she is still asleep."

Huo Mingyu nodded, passed by An An, and walked in.

An An couldn't leave, and didn't dare to ask Huo Dutong what he was doing here, so he had to stand aside and watch. He only saw Dutong sitting by the bed for a while, touching the young lady's face gently with his fingers a few times. , so no one was woken up.

He did this and nothing else.

Huo Mingyu stood up and left again. Before leaving, he said to An An: "Breakfast is ready. When she wakes up, she can warm it up and eat it."

An An nodded blankly: "Okay."

Dutong added: "Tell your lady that I will come over to see her in the evening."

An An snorted, not daring to raise his head to look at Du Tong. After the people left, he raised his head and took a sneak peek.

An An had never spoken to Dutong before, but just now she felt that Dutong was not so cold, and was even gentle and attentive. He had even prepared breakfast.

An An didn't expect that a big shot like that would cook in person.

She watched them leave, and after everyone had left, she went downstairs to take a look in the kitchen.

I cooked rice porridge and eggs, and also fried a plate of tomato scrambled eggs.

An An was stunned for a long time, feeling that her new uncle was not as bad as she thought.

After Ji Yan woke up, An An heated up the food and told Ji Yan all Du Tong's original words.

He will come again in the evening...

Ji Yan hoped that he would stop messing around tonight. Last night in the living room... luckily no one noticed him.

After eating, Ji Yan and An An went to the shops and bought some needlework and fabrics.

The token that her parents gave to the Huo family was a purse with her birth date embroidered on it. It was embroidered by her mother herself. Now she also wants to embroider a purse as a token for Dutong.

The wedding was decided, and the purse had to be embroidered early. Ji Yan bought needle and thread, so she didn't do anything else and embroidered the purse first.

She embroidered the purse for a week. The embroidery was complicated, delicate and tedious, so it took a long time.

During this period, Dutong came every night, probably after the marriage was settled, and he no longer had any worries. He always wanted to make her cry once every night, but he never really touched her.

Ji Yan finished embroidering the purse, and Huo Mingyu also took time to follow her back to Wucheng.

The Ji family's house had been unoccupied for a long time and had accumulated a lot of dust. Ji Yan hired someone to clean it.

On the first day back, she led everyone to the ancestral hall and kowtowed to the memorial tablets of her parents.

The next day, I took Du Tong to pay homage to his parents’ graves.

After her mother died, Ji Yan buried her next to her father's tomb.

Now facing her parents' graves, she wanted to speak to them, but she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Huo Mingyu squeezed her hand and comforted her silently. He personally confessed to Ji Yan's parents what had happened, told them how her marriage was called off, and promised them that he would take good care of her on their behalf in the future. Let her feel a little bit wronged and hurt.

He said it seriously. Ji Yan turned her head to look at him. The man had a serious face and a serious expression, which meant he was truly making a promise.

No matter how many times, she would still be touched by such a scene.

After paying homage to her parents, Ji Yan took out her purse and gave it to Huo Mingyu when she returned.

She was afraid that the generals would dislike it, so she explained specifically: "Although it is also a purse, it was embroidered by me myself. It is different from the ones my parents gave to the Huo family. My birth date is embroidered on the front, and yours is on the reverse."

Of course Huo Mingyu would not dislike it. He originally wanted a purse embroidered by her hand.

When he asked her if she wanted to keep her purse that day, she was jealous that Huo Mingtang had her token.

Later, he gave her the land deed and bank deposit slip as tokens, just to remind her and ask for a token.

The one she embroidered by herself was naturally different and had far more meaning than Huo Mingtang's original one.

"I like it very much." Huo Mingyu bent down and picked her up, his eyes burning. Ji Yan had been with him for so long, so she naturally understood the meaning of his eyes at this moment, and her heartbeat couldn't help but skip a beat.