Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Ji Yan was stunned, her eyes curved slightly, she raised her hands to hug him and kissed him.

A gentle knight who holds back for too long will also turn into a vicious wolf. The dense kisses were not gentle, but like a violent storm. Qi Yan held her shoulders, his elbows against her sides, but his body weight did not completely press down. This was their first real kiss. After losing control at first, Qi Yan slowly regained his composure, let her go, and gently touched the corner of her eyes with his lips, whispering, "Sorry, I couldn't help it."

He was about to leave after he finished speaking, but Ji Yan paused and held him back.

Qi Yan looked at her, his eyes darker than usual.

"Don't go." Ji Yan hugged him, raised her head and kissed his chin, her voice soft and clean, "Don't apologize, I want you."

She had no idea how much this sentence challenged the self-control of an adult man. Qi Yan froze, lowered his eyes and watched her kiss him awkwardly. Finally, he sighed, defeated by her, and reached out to hold her in his arms. Without asking her to take the initiative, he held her soft cheek in his palm as if he was holding a fragile treasure, and the lingering kiss fell like drizzle. The sweet fragrance of the girl aroused the tenderness in his heart, and he revealed his desire in front of her.

After a long while, he picked her up, put his forehead against hers, and negotiated in a hoarse voice: "No more kissing?"

The little girl opened her eyes, looked at him seriously for a while, then shook her head stubbornly.

Qi Yan lowered his gaze: "Yeah."

He continued to kiss her.

When he was in a state of confusion, Ji Yan touched him. He trembled and stopped her in a low voice.

Ji Yan didn't listen to him anymore, she just wanted to help him. Qi Yan didn't have time to stop her. The muscles in his arms bulged slightly, his eyes were like smudged ink, and the long-suppressed love was like a soda bottle that had been shaken violently on the summer street. He lowered his head, leaned on her shoulder, and clasped his fingers lightly on her wrist: "Don't touch... it's dirty."

Ji Yan shook her head, tilted her head slightly, and kissed the soft black hair on top of his head. She would never change her decision easily, and she would just go on with her own way.

After a long time, she was out of strength. Qi Yan cleaned up the mess and carried her into the bathroom to wash her hands. Ji Yan could have easily solved the problem with a cleansing spell, but she didn't. Instead, she let Qi Yan hold her in his arms and gave him her hand.

Turning on the faucet, Qi Yan cleaned her ten fingers one by one. Ji Yan watched quietly, leaning completely in his arms. After her fingers were clean, Qi Yan wiped them with a tissue. She then complained softly, "It's so sore, I can't feel it anymore."

Qi Yan paused and asked, "Do you regret it now?"

"No." The little Lord God's eyes curved, and he turned around and hugged him, "It's worth it. I will help you next time."

Qi Yan laughed and said nothing more. He just carried the person in his arms back to the bedroom and told her before going to bed: "Don't make trouble this time. Go to sleep peacefully."

The little girl responded softly. She was so tired that she couldn't make a fuss even if she wanted to. Her fingers were too weak and Qi Yan wouldn't allow her to do anything else. She had no choice but to sleep.

She fell asleep quickly, and Qi Yan was quite helpless about her. The little girl was sometimes very annoying and sometimes heartless. He looked at her solemnly for a long time, kissed her forehead, and quietly went to the bathroom.

In the independent and enclosed space, a gasp could be heard from time to time.

*

Ji Yan wants to share her life and abilities with Qi Yan. The method is very simple. It only requires a simple ritual and a complicated spell.

Qi Yan brought all the notes he had written in his early years to show her. They contained not only the origins of the myriad worlds, but also how gods were born, order and rules, a collection of divine arts... After Qi Yan shared his memories with Ji Yan, Ji Yan also had a preliminary understanding of these things, but there were too many things for her to digest them all. If she wanted to fully digest them, she still needed to start from scratch.

The notebook was very thick, and it would take a very long time to read it all. However, Ji Yan first learned the divine art of forming a partner with a human. She studied the notebook carefully, and also planned to officially become a partner with Qi Yan in the Divine Realm before returning home, and hold a ceremony in the Divine Realm to celebrate.

But Qi Yan did not agree. He respected her parents' ideas and hoped to hold the ceremony in the Divine Realm after getting her parents' approval and settling the marriage.

He was extremely stubborn in this regard and paid special attention to rules. No matter how Ji Yan coaxed him, he refused to give in. Ji Yan could only go along with him and not hold the ceremony for the time being, but she still learned the magic in advance.

In fact, in Ji Yan's eyes, it was quite easy for Qi Yan to get her parents' approval. Ever since he moved next door, her parents almost didn't dislike him when they saw him again. When they talked about him privately, their words and actions not only showed their love for him as if he were their own son, but also their appreciation for outstanding people. He was steady, reliable, and emotionally stable, otherwise Ye Shuning and Ji Chi Nian would not have asked Qi Yan to take care of her.

They might be surprised, but once they are sure that they love each other, there is no way they will object.

The day before Ye Shuning and Ji Chi Nian returned to China, Ji Yan and Qi Yan left the Divine Realm and returned to the villa.

During the time when she and Qi Yan were away, Rong Chun lived in the villa to create the illusion that they were at home. Now that he saw them back, Rong Chun had completed his mission. He glanced at Qi Yan and said respectfully to Ji Yan, "Little Lord God."

Ji Yan nodded and said, "Thank you for troubling me during this period. You can go back to the Divine Realm now."

Rong Chun nodded, and before leaving, he said to Ji Yan in a deep voice: "If you need anything, you can summon me at any time."

Ji Yan nodded and didn't bother to be polite with him. After Rong Chun left, Ji Yan urged Qi Yan to pack up his belongings and let him move into her bedroom. She was no longer used to sleeping separately, and she had to hug him every night to fall asleep. Although Ye Shuning and Ji Chi Nian would be back soon, it would be a problem to deal with them, but this was also easy to solve. She could ask Qi Yan to come to her room in the middle of the night, or she could secretly go to find him with the help of the power of the Lord God.

That evening, an uninvited guest came to the villa.

Qi Yan was cooking in the kitchen. Ji Yan went to open the door. Outside the door stood a girl in her early twenties. She looked a little haggard, had curly black hair like seaweed, and light dark circles under her eyes. She was wearing a Chanel-style suit, dotted with shiny mother-of-pearl buttons.

When Ji Yan opened the door, she was the first to smell a strong aroma, which was very fragrant but also very pungent.

She asked in confusion, "Excuse me, who are you?"

Qi Xun was stunned when she saw Ji Yan. The little girl was wearing soft home clothes, her almond-shaped eyes were bright and clean, and her face was more beautiful than any star she had ever seen. At first she thought she was the little mute in the Ji family, but she could speak and her voice was very pleasant. Obviously, she couldn't be the annoying little mute who couldn't even speak.

The other party didn't speak, and Ji Yan's doubts became stronger, but she still asked her patiently: "Are you here to look for someone?"