Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

The day after returning from abroad, Ji Yan and Qi Yan got their marriage certificate and received two little red books. They immediately took photos and sent them to both sets of parents.

The elders were not surprised. In fact, the two children got their marriage certificate now, which was much later than they expected.

Now that the dust has settled, everyone is sending their blessings.

After returning to the villa, Ji Yan lay on the bed, pulled a pillow to put under her chin, and held the two brand new little red books in her hands. She had a wonderful feeling in her heart. It seemed that only if two people in love got this thing would they be lovers in the universal sense, be legal, and get everyone's blessings.

It sounds complicated and incredible, but getting married is just a matter of a moment. There are no cumbersome procedures and everything goes extremely smoothly.

Qi Yan was still cooking in the kitchen. Ji Yan played in the bedroom for a while, put on her slippers and went downstairs. She ran into the kitchen and hugged his waist tightly from behind when he was not paying attention. The girl's voice was soft and nasal, "Brother, we are husband and wife now. Do you want to exercise your rights?"

Qi Yan paused, his long eyelashes drooped. He stopped what he was doing, picked up his newlywed wife and brought her to the living room.

The girl let things take their course and put her arms around his neck, then was put down, with her soft skirt unfurling.

A pair of bright, dark almond-shaped eyes stared at him.

When Qi Yan lowered his head, she raised it up, until she was satisfied with the kiss on her lips, then she threw herself into his arms, her heart feeling soft and sweet.

Qi Yan hugged her and went back to the kitchen to cook. What he didn't tell her was that only when you are full can you have strength.

For lunch, Ji Yan had prawns in tomato sauce. She had a good appetite today and ate a lot. She also had a big bowl of rice. After the meal, she drank a bowl of corn soup. She ate too much in one breath and felt so full that she didn't want to move. Finally, Qi Yan carried her back to the room, changed her clothes, and took her downstairs in the community for a walk to digest the food.

On the way, they met a few children playing games together. Ji Yan was rarely interested. She looked at them with bright eyes. After watching them quietly for a while, she couldn't help asking Qi Yan: "Brother, do you like children?"

Qi Yan pursed his lips and didn't answer immediately. Ji Yan seemed to understand something and said immediately: "I don't really like it either. Children are troublesome, and raising one yourself is not as good as watching others raise one."

Moreover, she herself was not ready to be a mother. It was extremely unfamiliar and unimaginable to her, and life was long, so now was not the right time.

Qi Yan hummed and did not refute. He also found it hard to imagine that there would be a child who looked like him or her, breaking the peace between them and attracting all her attention.

But if she likes it, he will try his best to be a good father.

This topic did not last too long. On the way back, Qi Yan taught Ji Yan a magic spell, which was not written in the notebook. Ji Yan was curious, and Qi Yan did not tell her what it was for. He only told her to use it on him, and Ji Yan did as he was told.

After returning home, Ji Yan ran to the sofa to rest. Not long after she lay down, Qi Yan came over and picked her up by the waist. She was a little tired and thought that Qi Yan was going to carry her back to the bedroom to rest, so she curled up in his arms obediently.

However, after she was put down, the curtains were drawn, and the room suddenly went from bright to dim. Ji Yan blinked, sat up, and there was a slight daze in her eyes.

Qi Yan quickly walked back and sat down beside her. He didn't say anything, just pinched her face silently. Under her clear and clean gaze, he pushed her down naturally. The little girl was stunned for a moment before she understood. The confusion in her eyes disappeared, and there was a hint of excitement.

Qi Yan said in a deep voice: "You can regret it now." Even if he regretted it later, he would not stop.

Ji Yan shook her head. She really didn't understand why she should regret it. They were already a legal couple, and everything they did was natural.

She raised her arms and hooked them around him, her hair lying softly on the pillow.

Qi Yan lowered his head and kissed her. Just a kiss made Ji Yan realize how patient and cherishing he was in her daily life. She felt a little panicked.

This kind of thing has happened countless times in the small world, but it is the first time in reality. The intimate memories in the small world have become blurred and faded, and now it seems fresh and strange.

In a daze, I raised my knees randomly, and they were held by dry and warm hands.

"Continue?" She heard Qi Yan's hoarse voice.

Ji Yan didn't want to back down at this moment, so she nodded and took the initiative to hug him tightly.

Qi Yan was depressed, and her face turned pale instantly. However, no matter how many times he stopped to ask, she stubbornly said yes.

Qi Yan bent down and kissed her between the eyebrows, and gently protected her head which was resting on the bed with his palm.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but Ji Yan felt her head was a little dizzy. When she opened her eyes occasionally, her eyes were watery and dotted with the color of peach blossoms.

Qi Yan would always kiss the corner of her eyes, and then he picked her up and held her in his arms. At that moment, Ji Yan looked up at him in disbelief, but before she could make a sound, her lips were blocked.

The jet-black hair also piled on Qi Yan's shoulders, soft and fragrant.

Ji Yan lowered her head and bit his shoulder hard, but she soon lost her strength.

She knew how patient Qi Yan was and how greedy he was.

Occasionally, the little main god refused to admit defeat and did not want to bring shame to his divinity. However, in the end, he was the one who was defeated. He snuggled limply in his arms, clinging to him like a pendant, his mind blank.

She finally fell asleep, but was woken up by hunger soon after. She wanted to go downstairs to find something to eat, but she couldn't get out of bed.

Fortunately, Qi Yan anticipated that she would be woken up by hunger, so he cooked a pot of fragrant cream mushroom soup in advance, and also cooked some noodles and put them into the soup. He returned to the room, carried her downstairs, and fed her the noodles mouthful by mouthful, and the soup was also drunk up.

After finally regaining some strength after eating, Ji Yan turned around and bit his shoulder again and again to vent her dissatisfaction. However, what Qi Yan did not tell her was that this was the result of his restraint. It was also thanks to the little Lord God's strong endurance that he was not injured.

Ji Yan got tired of biting him for a while, so she leaned on his shoulder, opened her lips, and said in a soft and hoarse voice, almost gritting her teeth: "Brother, you are really capable."

Qi Yan froze for a moment, responded obediently, and tilted his head to kiss her hair.

The little girl snorted and continued, "I can't help it. Who made me like you?"

In fact, she didn't hate him. She also liked being close to him, but sometimes she really collapsed and felt like she would die in the next second.

Qi Yan laughed and said, "It's my fault. I won't do that again next time."

Ji Yan paused, opened her pair of clear and beautiful black eyes, quickly frowned, pursed her lips and said, "No."

"Ok?"

Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, and then he heard the little girl's soft voice clearly.

She said, “Maybe next time…”

Ji Yan thought, next time, and the next time, she would definitely be able to do it, at least she wouldn't be as embarrassed as today.