After saving the villain [Transmigration Book]

Jun Yan didn't know what to say, and was speechless for a while.

Ji Fengjun chuckled and said, "That's okay, I'm hungry too, I'll go find something to eat, can I bring it to you?"

"Ah...here," the young man was a little nervous, and he stumbled a little, "don't bother the young master, the villain is not hungry."

"What I'm saying is that I'm hungry too, and it's not for you to eat, it's just that there are few people to eat with me."

Ji Fengjun didn't wait for the boy to object, and then went out from the window again.

Jun Yan sat on the bed, staring blankly at the figure in the window, why did this son do this, and is there anything he can plot?

Ji Fengjun moved quickly, and came back not long after. He said he was looking for something delicious for the young man, but when he went out, he remembered that he was not familiar with this house, so where could he find the kitchen?

Then he went back to his own room, saw the cakes on the table, tasted them himself, picked some that he thought tasted good, and brought them over.

Ji Fengjun took a piece into his hand and handed the pastry to Junyan.

The young man hesitated for two seconds, only to see that jade-white hand gently pinching the piece of pastry, the young master's laughter was still in his ears, and he finally picked up a piece and put it to his mouth.

Jun Yan ate this piece of pastry, only thought it was sweet but not greasy, it was very delicious, his eyes peeked at the young man who was also holding that pastry in his hand, although that person also ate it again, but he didn't believe it, this The young master went to get dessert because he was hungry.

He started to struggle again.

He was struggling, but accidentally, he choked and couldn't help coughing.

Seeing this, Ji Fengjun patted his back lightly, slowly giving him comfort.

After coughing a few times, he calmed down slowly, and Jun Yan's voice was dry: "Thank you, my lord, the villain is fine now."

"There's still a lot left, why are you in such a panic?" Ji Fengjun said.

Jun Yan ate silently. It had been a long time since no one cared about him so much, and his heart felt sour, but he thought of himself who cried so much last night, and suppressed the thought of crying again.

Looking up at the young master, he said with a smile, "I just thought the cake was so delicious that I accidentally choked on it. Don't laugh at me, young master."

Seeing this, Ji Fengjun also smiled, turned around, and walked to the table. There was a tea set on the table, and wanted to pour a glass of water for the boy.

As a result, the teapot was empty without a drop of water.

Ji Fengjun thought to himself, what kind of life is this young man living?No food, no water to drink.

Just as he was thinking about finding some water for him to drink, he heard a young man's voice behind him.

"Young master, don't bother, the villain has already finished eating."

Ji Fengjun thought for a while, then responded softly, and asked, "Do you think the pastries are delicious?"

"If you go back to your son, the villain thinks this cake is delicious, but..." Jun Yan wanted to say something but stopped.

With a smile on his face, Ji Fengjun said softly: "It's just what?"

"It's just..." Jun Yan paused again, as if mustering up his courage, he asked, "My lord, why are you being so kind to me?"

"You don't call yourself a villain now?"

Jun Yan wanted to defend himself, but didn't interrupt.

Ji Fengjun laughed, and said solemnly: "Don't claim to be a villain, it sounds weird, but in fact, I'm not treating you well, I just see your kindness, and I feel that I have a destiny with you."

Jun Yan struggled a little, but he got up as fast as he could. He knelt on the bed without getting out of bed, and solemnly kowtowed to Ji Fengjun, saying respectfully: "Thank you for saving my life, my lord. Repay your son's great kindness."

The young man's voice was crisp and clear, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was flowing water in the mountains. Ji Fengjun felt a little uncomfortable when he heard it. Could this child be the villain?

He now sincerely hopes that he is not, otherwise what would such a pure and kind child go through to become like that?

Ji Fengjun stepped forward, helped the young man up, and said: "I saved you, not for your repayment. You were killed at that time, and I happened to pass by. Is it not fate?"

"While talking, why do you call yourself a villain again?"

A little sweat broke out on Jun Yan's forehead. The wound on his leg has not healed. It was pressed just now, and now it is still painful. Hearing what the young master said, he didn't know what to say, and he was a little confused.

"Forget it, it's not important, can you read?" Jun Yan in the book is naturally literate, but he doesn't know that the young man...

"The villain has been in a private school for a few years and knows a few words."

Ji Fengjun hummed lightly, not knowing whether he was happy or angry.

"That's good. After you recover from your injury, stay here. I'll let Xiaotangyuan arrange an easy job for you."

"Ah?" Jun Yan's surprised voice was tinged with bewilderment.

Ji Fengjun smiled and said: "It's nothing, I'll go first, you take care of your wounds."

The window opened with a creak, and then fell down with a creak. The young man disappeared in front of the window again, but this time the young man would not come back again.

Jun Yan looked at the window, feeling empty in his heart, and it took him a while to return to his original posture.

It's been a long time since he met someone who was so friendly to him——

if not...

If it weren't for the fact that there were hundreds of lives on his body, he really wanted to stay in this house for the rest of his life.

Jun Yan stared blankly at the roof with his eyes open, and stuffed the leftover pastry into his mouth, but it was a pity—he had to avenge this revenge.