Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

That afternoon, Changli meditated alone in the office to fight his inner demons.

The feeling of reinforcing the seal in the body was not pleasant. Changli was sweating profusely, and his lower lip was bitten and scabbed, over and over again.

After more than three hours, they had only just managed to suppress the situation.

Chang Li was so tired that he even felt exhausted when lifting a finger.

Changli went into the lounge, changed his sweaty clothes, and left tiredly.

"Hey, boss, why haven't you left yet?"

The lady at the front desk was about to close the door, but was startled when she saw Chang Li coming out of the office, and she took back the lock on the door.

Chang Li's face did not look good. He lowered his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows.

"Where's Jinchen?" Changli then realized that it was time to get off work.

"Ah...Jinchen has been gone for more than two hours. He said he was going to play with his friends." The receptionist explained, and then carefully looked at the boss's face.

Strictly speaking, Jinchen is not a member of their studio, not to mention that he has the boss as his backer, so how could the front desk dare to stop him?

But why does the boss's attitude seem a bit strange...

The lady at the front desk saw everything, but she couldn't guess what was going on with the CP that everyone in their studio was supporting.

What friends can Jinchen have here?

Chang Li was alert: "Did he go out alone?"

"Yes, he went alone."

He didn’t go out with Que Ling, so could he have returned to the Demon Mountain?

Changli could only think of this possibility. After all, since Jinchen came down the mountain, there was almost no possibility for him to make friends without leaving his sight.

Furthermore...

After being wronged by him, there is nothing wrong in returning to the Demon Mountain.

Changli felt a little lost throughout the entire journey home.

It shouldn't take long, once the inner demon is completely sealed, he will go apologize to his dragon and coax it back.

But unexpectedly, Jinchen still returned home near night.

Changli's eyes were almost filled with surprise as he watched Jinchen come in holding a super large box. The box was so tightly sealed that it was impossible to tell what was inside.

There was no hug or coquettishness as before after he came back. Jinchen looked at Changli very calmly and thought he was very cold and heartless!

Looking through the entrance, Changli saw that the boy looked unhappy and sullen, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

Chang Li put down his coffee cup, feeling a little at a loss. He didn't know what expression to use to face Long, whom he had just scolded in the afternoon.

Jinchen, however, just walked past with the box in his arms, without even stopping.

Jinchen went to the second bedroom, or more precisely, the bedroom he used when he just came down the mountain. Now, they slept together most of the time.

Especially after Changli's body developed various conditions, Jinchen became so "worried" that he never left his side, not even when he slept.

Before entering the door, Jinchen turned around to see Changli's reaction with an awkward look. Changli was staring at him just now, but when their eyes met, he quickly looked away, as if escaping.

"Humph."

Jinchen snorted coldly.

Phoenix has a secret that she doesn't tell him.

See who can outlast whom.

Jinchen closed the door of the second bedroom.

Changli opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing.

I don’t know whether Jinchen had dinner, where he went instead of returning to the Demon Mountain, or whether he encountered any danger.

There were a myriad of doubts in my mind, which turned into a long sigh.

Before going to bed, Jinchen went to the master bedroom to get the quilt and roll up the bedding. When Changli looked at him, he deliberately walked very loudly.

However, it was of no use, Changli still pretended to be extremely indifferent and nonchalant.

Jinchen was so angry that he decided not to speak a word to Fenghuang tonight.

no sooner said than done!

The door to the second bedroom slammed again.

They haven't slept separately for a long time. Changli, who has become more and more familiar and dependent on Jinchen's scent, finds it difficult to fall asleep. He tosses and turns but cannot fall asleep. Whenever he closes his eyes, he sees Jinchen's appearance.

It would be better if Jinchen was not there, but he was just in the room separated by a wall. He could feel that his dragon was at home but he could not see or touch it. Chang Li was extremely anxious, and the cold and discomfort came back to him.

The room seemed to have turned into an ice cellar.

It was late at night when Changli suddenly heard the door opening and heavy footsteps approaching.

The familiar scent of Jinchen was like a good soothing agent. Changli couldn't suppress the urge to hug him, so she buried her head in the quilt and looked up at him.

Such a well-behaved look, as if he has returned to the way he was when he was sick.

Changli still said nothing, but his actions were exceptionally honest. He stretched out his cold fingers from under the quilt and softly pulled up the sleeves of Jinchen's pajamas.

Jinchen leaned over to look at him, pinching his face in a rather vicious manner, "Phoenix ignored me, and still wanted me to hug her."

You really treat me as a tool dragon!

In this position, Changli was almost held in Jinchen's arms.

Chang Li was silent for two seconds and refused to say anything. He just tilted his head and buried his face in Jin Chen's palm, rubbing it gently.

After a long while, Jinchen asked again, "Does Fenghuang have anything to say?"

"……Have."

Changli finally spoke, his voice was a little hoarse from choking, and his misty and dark eyes were fixed on Jinchen's brows.

"Good night."

Jinchen: "..."

Good night! Who wants to hear this?

Phoenix must have done it on purpose.

Jin Chen gritted his teeth and said, "Phoenix is ​​busy with work at night and has no time to take care of me."

Choked by his own excuse, Chang Li actually didn't know how to respond.

"If you don't give me an explanation, I will go back to Monster Mountain tomorrow and never talk to Phoenix again."

Anyway, he is young! He just wants to act!

"No."

Changli eagerly grabbed the corner of Jinchen's clothes as he wanted to leave. He was hurt by the words "I will never talk to you again" and the resentment in his heart began to take hold again.

"You promised to accompany me."

"Then Phoenix promised not to hide anything from me."

Just as Jin Chen finished speaking, he heard Changli groan.

When he raised his eyes again, his gaze suddenly darkened, gray and cold.

The inner demon sneered and raised Jinchen's chin, "So what? Then just get out of here."

Jinchen: "..."

【Ahhhhhh what does this mean!! What happened to the Lord God!】

Ling Gungun was so scared that his hair stood on end, fearing that one of the two would be unhappy and start arguing again.

Jinchen was a little flustered.

It is still Phoenix now.

But it’s not certain that she is not his wife.

Jinchen quickly pushed away the person who was almost clinging to his arms, and while standing up straight, he buttoned up his pajamas which he had deliberately unbuttoned.

"Who are you? You are not Changli."

The inner demon slowly sat up. The feeling of being able to control his body again after hundreds of years was so wonderful that he even liked the handsome little dragon in front of him.

"No, I am Changli." The inner demon smiled bewitchingly, "If you like Changli, you should like me too."

Jinchen frowned and took another step back.

Something is wrong, very wrong.

How come this weird man has part of his wife's soul?

The original guess that it was Chang Li from the original plot was suppressed, and Jin Chen asked cautiously: "Are you his... second personality?"

Is it so exciting?

"Of course not." The inner demon was firm again, his smile became more beautiful but a little weird, and the evil aura could not stop coming out.

The inner demon condensed all of Chang Li's evil thoughts and evil spirits. Just the look in his eyes was filled with malice, as if he would kill someone at any time.