Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

As soon as Mu Jinzhi lay down, a cool little hand covered his eyes.

He was slightly startled.

Ji Yan covered his eyes and covered him with the quilt.

"Go to sleep, brother." Her voice was soft, as if she was afraid that he would be disobedient, so she covered his eyes.

The feeling of being taken care of like this was so special that his heart trembled violently, and he closed his eyes obediently according to her words.

The tired heart is filled, and the body gradually changes from tense to relaxed.

Ji Yan was lying on the armrest. She did not take back the hand that covered her husband's eyes, but gently placed it on it. She was not too sleepy, so she held her chin up and looked at him, and her heart was filled with satisfaction.

This was the first time she had seen him so closely.

There was an indescribable feeling in her heart. She was very happy. She was so happy that her position in his heart was so important, but she was also distressed. This distress was accompanied by a pale feeling of powerlessness. Ji Yan didn't know what she could do for him. .

She sighed softly and had a preliminary plan in mind.

A serious person like Mr., his emotions are not obvious and he never says what he wants. He can only guess and test everything.

But there is a solution. If she takes the initiative and gives him everything, she can always step in where he needs it.

Ji Yan didn't know how long she lay like this, but in the end she couldn't hold on and fell asleep.

When she woke up again, she had already got off the plane, and Mu Jinzhi held her in his arms.

She was stunned and quickly got off him, "Brother, when did you wake up?"

She was so upset, why couldn't she hold on and fall asleep? In the end, it became the husband to take care of her.

Mu Jinzhi said: "Not long after, I woke up just before getting off the plane."

He saw through her thoughts, lowered his eyes and rubbed her head, "Get some rest, don't worry."

Ji Yan knew that he was comforting her. She pursed her lips and strictly told herself in her heart that she would not make such a mistake next time.

Someone came to pick him up, and Mu Jinzhi took Ji Yan into the car and went to a mansion in the distance, where they lived.

It was getting dark. Mu Jinzhi settled Ji Yan down, told her some things, and hurriedly got into the car.

Ji Yan stood at the window and looked down. In the past, she had always heard Lu Yuan say that her husband was very busy, but now she saw it with her own eyes, and those vague concepts became concrete.

He had almost no time to rest. Even though it was so urgent, he still took the time to come back and see her.

She didn't run around, she just stayed in the mansion and waited for him to come back.

When there was movement outside in the middle of the night, Ji Yan came to the window immediately.

But every time the person who got out of the car was not the person she was looking for.

The waiting time was always extremely long, and Ji Yan felt like a small mound covered with grass. In a foreign country, people seem to suddenly become more lonely, and waiting becomes a thing full of expectation and beauty.

She became sleepy after waiting, fell asleep again, and was woken up by the sound of a whistle outside the window.

The sleepiness disappeared all of a sudden. Ji Yan ran down from the bed. She didn't have time to put on her shoes. She stepped on the carpet with her bare feet and lowered her head to look down.

Several young men in military uniforms got out of the black car.

Ji Yan saw Mu Jinzhi talking to other people.

She took one look, then went back to put on her coat and shoes, and ran down to greet him in person.

When he ran to the door of the mansion, he was still talking to those people.

The language of communication was a small language that she had never heard before and was very unfamiliar.

Ji Yan didn't understand a word. She didn't go out rashly, she just stood at the door obediently.

Those words that sounded particularly difficult to pronounce, and the intonations even sounded weird, but when they came out of Mr.’s mouth, they sounded particularly good. He talked and laughed with those people, and his whole body was full of charm.

This was a side she had never seen before, the gentleman at work, his whole person exuded attraction.

I don’t know at what moment, all the people who were still talking in front of her looked towards her.

The girl's expression was slightly confused.

A tall young man asked Mu Jin: "Is that your sister? She's so cute, like a doll."

Mu Jinzhi shook his head, "No."

He looked at Ji Yan, his voice became gentle for no reason, and said, "That's my wife."

The young man said in surprise: "It turns out to be Madam. You are so lucky to have a sweetheart who is willing to accompany you everywhere."

Mu Jinzhi's expression also softened, "Sorry, I'll take my wife back first."

Mu Jinzhi walked towards Ji Yan, took the hand of the little girl who was still in a daze, and took her back to the room.

After walking far away, Ji Yan asked belatedly: "Brother, were you talking about me just now?"

"Ah."

"Then what did you say?" Her voice was soft and her eyebrows frowned slightly, "I didn't understand a word."

Mu Jinzhi paused slightly and said, "They say you are cute, like a doll."

The little girl blushed slightly and stopped asking.

Mu Jinzhi had no intention of telling her anything else. She was still too young, and it was too early to say those words, which would scare her.

He bent down to pick up Ji Yan and put her on the bed, then raised his hand to tidy up her messy hair.

"You don't have to come down to pick me up next time, and you don't have to wait for me. Just go to bed when you feel sleepy."

She came down in a hurry, she looked like she had just woken up, and the ends of her eyes were a little red.

He touched it impatiently with his fingertips, only touched it lightly a few times, and then took it back.

"do you know?"

Ji Yan paused and nodded: "Okay."

She said she wouldn't cause him any trouble, so she had to listen to him.

She slept obediently, and saw Mu Jinzhi get up and go to the living room outside. He only turned on a light, tidied the desktop, and placed a pile of documents in his hand.

He obviously has to keep working.

Ji Yan felt distressed and irritated, but her husband never seemed to feel tired.

None of this had happened in front of her before. Ji Yan could only get a glimpse of it from Lu Yuan's words. She didn't expect that the truth would be more serious than she imagined. He was so busy, but he still had to devote his attention to taking care of her. Deal with things related to her.

She really couldn't enjoy all this with peace of mind.

Can't sleep either.

You have to weigh everything you do, for fear of causing him more trouble.

In the end, she chose to listen to him and tried her best to fall asleep without disturbing him.

*

Foreign food is not as rich in variety as domestic food, and the taste is not as good. It is indeed hard to get used to it. Although Ji Yan is not picky about food, she wants to cook some delicious food for her husband.

That day she saw someone carrying fresh fruits and vegetables downstairs. Ji Yan watched for a while and found that the owners of the fruits and vegetables were a young couple.

His wife looked Asian. Ji Yan thought about it and decided to go and negotiate with the other party.

She guessed right, the woman was from the same country as her, and everyone in the mansion called her Mrs. Lu.

Mrs. Lu is also not used to eating foreign food. Her husband also loves her and sends fresh ingredients from China on private planes every day. They have dedicated chefs to process these ingredients.

Ji Yan was very moved after hearing this. She discussed with Mrs. Lu whether she could also bring a portion for her when transporting the ingredients.

Mrs. Lu looked at the pretty and polite little girl in front of her and asked curiously: "Are you going to cook it for yourself? Actually, it doesn't have to be that troublesome. Every time we can't finish the dishes made by our chef, you can come over. Eat with us."

Ji Yan shook her head.

"No, I just want to cook for my brother at home. He works hard every day. I want to cook him something delicious myself."