Quick Travel: Redeem the Villain

(This is the whistle-blowing article that Xiaohu wanted to read in frustration~)

(privately located like a mountain)

At this time, Feng Jingyu had a splitting headache and was so irritable that he couldn't control his mental body. A golden lion walked around the office in annoyance.

Imperial Commander Feng Jingyu, as a top 3S sentinel, has been unable to find a matching guide, resulting in mental confusion.

"Meow~" At this time, a little black cat walked in with elegant steps.

"Roar~" The golden retriever lion's eyes widened and he circled several times around the little black cat that broke in.

"Meow~" the little black cat nuzzled up affectionately.

"Xiao Hei! How could you come in without knocking? It's rude!" A clear teenage voice came in.

Feng Jingyu raised his head and looked outside the door, and saw a very handsome young man peeking his head in.

"Hello, Commander, I am your exclusive guide. My name is Lan Shiyi. You can call me Shiyi. His name is Xiao Hei, and he is my spiritual body."

"Moran!"

"Commander!" Feng Jingyu's adjutant, Mo Ran, heard the shout and hurried in.

"What's going on?" Feng Jingyu pointed his chin at eleven.

"He... he was sent by your father's people... he said he was your fiancé."

Feng Jingyu's head hurt even more: "Get out."

"Yes." Mo Ran withdrew.

Eleven: "Commander, do you need some guidance now?"

"unnecessary."

"But I feel you need it."

"You can go out."

eleven:"……"

"It's fine without any guidance. Just give me a hug. I'll feel a lot better if you give me a hug." Just kidding, who wants to go out? He doesn't want it.

The next second Eleven got into Feng Jingyu's arms and hugged Feng Jingyu's waist.

"Let go!" Feng Jingyu yelled angrily.

"Don't let go! Don't let go! I am your exclusive guide. My mission is to comfort you. I am working!"

Feng Jingyu even laughed angrily. Lan Shiyi was the exclusive guide and fiancé forced by his father to arrange for him. He refused.

Apparently, his refusal was ignored by his father.

This man was so frivolous that Feng Jingyu had reasonable doubts about his father's vision.

The boy in his arms had a delicious and rich rose fragrance all over his body, which made him feel very comfortable inexplicably.

Is this what a high match rate does?

"Commander, are you comfortable?"

Feng Jingyu said expressionlessly: "..."

The little black cat is already acting coquettishly in the arms of the golden retriever lion.

A gun was pressed against Eleven's temple.

eleven:"……"

Feng Jingyu: "Go down, otherwise I can't guarantee whether you will go out lying down."

eleven:"……"

"Commander, don't you feel comfortable holding me?"

"Click!" The sound of a bullet being loaded made Feng Jingyu narrow his beautiful peach blossom eyes slightly: "It feels good, but be good and get off."

"Hiss... Just go down..."

The light brain on his wrist rang, and Feng Jingyu clicked to answer. Opposite the light brain was his father.

"Did you see it?"

"I said I don't need a guide. Please pick him up."

"Xiaoyu, don't be willful, he is very suitable for you."

Feng Jingyu frowned: "Don't call me Xiaoyu."

"Okay Xiaoyu."

"Father!"

Feng Shuo, who was opposite Guang Nao, rubbed his ears that had been yelled at.

"Father, I will take good care of the commander. Don't worry, you and dad." When Feng Jingyu wasn't paying attention, Eleven came over and said to Guang Nao.

"Eleven, okay, Xiaoyu, I'll leave it to you. If nothing happens, my father will die."

"Okay dad, goodbye dad."

Feng Shuo directly clicked to hang up.