Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

The young man's beautiful face flashed slightly at a loss, and he was stunned in place.

In just one breath, a child playing in the yard grabbed a handful of pebbles and threw them on him.

"Fight! Fight!" a child's immature voice sounded, "beat the bad guys away!"

More and more children joined the team, and the stones fell like raindrops with dust on the young man's shoulders and back, scratching his beautiful white face.

The parents of the children were nearby, but no one came forward to stop them, as if they acquiesced in the children's behavior of "sharing the same hatred and the same enemy".

Lu Yan stood there, his back slightly straightened.His eyebrows were narrow and beautiful, and the bruised blood line on his cheek added to his beauty.

The young man was indifferent, his long eyelashes like crow feathers covered his eyes, covering up the coldness under his eyes.

At this time, Lin Cuicui didn't dare to defend him.

Perhaps it was because the young man's action of pushing her away just now was too indifferent. She felt resentful and didn't want to help him out at the moment.

Everything happened suddenly. When she saw the villagers treating the villain boy indifferently, Ji Yan, who had always been good-tempered, felt a surge of anger for no reason.

He was so angry that he ran towards the young man regardless of the eyes of the people around him.

Everyone only saw a delicate sliver of goose-yellow color passing through the human wall and blocking Lu Yan's face.

The eldest lady opened her arms like she was protecting a chicken, and helped the boy block the stones thrown by the children.

Perhaps it was because of a stranger who suddenly rushed over. The children observed secretly and did not throw any more stones at Lu Yan.

Ji Yan puffed out her cheeks and stared at the blood line on the young man's cheeks with her beautiful peach blossom eyes.

His eyebrows furrowed deeper.

Lu Yan lowered his head slightly. He remained silent, and by some strange mistake, he raised the hand hanging by his side, but just as he was about to touch the girl's waist, he silently put it down again.

At the same time, Ji Yan raised her hand to hold his cheek.

Warm and soft fingers came over, and Lu Yan was caught off guard. His whole body froze, his eyelashes trembled, his vision was nowhere to be seen, and even his breathing became slightly faster.

The girl asked him softly: "My face is hurt, does it hurt?"

Lu Yan shook his head.

"I'm sorry." Ji Yan pursed her lips apologetically, "I didn't think well. I shouldn't have let you come today."

"Who said you shouldn't come?"

Chen Chuchu's voice came from behind Ji Yan.At the same time, everyone looked at the bride who came out early.

The bride raised her chin: "I invited him here. Let me see who dares not to welcome him."

There was a discussion among the villagers. After it became quiet, no one wanted to stand up and not give the bride face, so they just pretended that nothing had happened. They each called their children back, tugging their ears and slapping their palms.

This is a consistent routine for parents to protect their own face by beating and scolding their children, blaming everything on their children's ignorance.

Ji Yan was a little surprised that Chen Chuchu would take the initiative to speak for Lu Yan.

After being stunned for a moment, she took her hand back from the boy's cheek and looked at Chu Chu.

Chu Chu nodded towards her: "What are you still doing standing there? Come here quickly and bring your family members with you."

family...

This word is very unfamiliar to Lu Yan now. He doesn't know when. He hasn't heard such a title for a long time.

The young man was slightly lost in thought, and the next second he felt a familiar soft touch on his fingertips.

He lowered his eyes.

It was Ji Yan who held his hand, as if to give him strength, the fingertips were a bit heavy.

It seemed like he was still angry...angry about what happened to him.

Thinking of this, his thoughts moved slightly, and he held Ji Yan's hand silently.

Suddenly, the little girl exclaimed and turned her head to look at him.

Lu Yan happened to meet her gaze impartially.

Why does the villain look at her like that?

Ji Yan was stunned, with an inexplicable strange feeling in her chest.

It was strange, making her feel uncomfortable, but not annoying.

too weird.

Ji Yan tried her best to ignore this feeling and led the villain boy forward without any distractions.

Lu Yan was placed in the guest room.

Chen Chuchu pulled Ji Yan aside and whispered, "How is it? Am I good to you?"

Ji Yan nodded: "Thank you just now, Chu Chu."

"You helped me, and I helped you. Reciprocity is the same." Chen Chuchu slowly raised her lips, "Besides, I think highly of you."

Ji Yan: "Huh?"

"What are you looking forward to?" she asked doubtfully.

"It's so cute." Chen Chuchu couldn't help but pinch her cheek a few times, "You will understand later."

Ji Yan:?

Still don’t quite understand.

Before she could think, Chen Chuchu pushed Lu Yan again.

Somewhat inexplicable.

However, Ji Yan didn't care and walked over to the villain and sat down.

There was a very fresh smell on the boy's body. Ji Yan had never smelled it before, but just when he sat down, he suddenly had an idea -

Tastes like orange soda.

Strangely enough, Ji Yan had never seen the boy spray perfume. Ji Yan also used the soap locust he used, but she didn't smell like this.

The girl was lost in thought, her head lowered and her toes swaying, and the corners of her yellow skirt swayed slightly with her movements.

Lu Yan looked at it for a while, his eyes dimmed slightly, and he silently looked away.

After a while, Zhao Xingxing walked in and when he saw Ji Yan, he asked, "Is it convenient for me to come out?"

Ji Yan stood up directly: "It's convenient."

Then he looked at Lu Yan: "I'll go out first and be back soon."

The boy didn't say anything, and Ji Yan was used to it, so she just took it as his acquiescence.

She followed Zhao Xing out and didn't notice that Lu Yan also followed.

Zhao Xing saw him and stared straight at the pale and thin young man behind Ji Yan.

The young man met his gaze and raised the corners of his lips slightly, as if in demonstration.

Zhao Xing was surprised.

Maybe his gaze was too obvious, Ji Yan also noticed it, and when she turned around, she saw the villain boy following him.

Well, as expected, being obedient doesn't quite fit the character of a villain.

Zhao Xing asked her: "I have already investigated the situation you reported to me last time, so...should I avoid him?"

Of course he was referring to Lu Yan.

It turned out to be that matter. Ji Yan shook her head: "He also knows about that matter. There is no need to avoid it."

Zhao Xing nodded and continued: "Wang Hu has confessed. It was some gangsters from the next village who asked him to teach you a lesson. He was paid to do things, so I don't know why they targeted you."

Ji Yan was slightly stunned: "The village next door?"

"Yeah." Zhao Xing also found it incredible, "Things may be a bit complicated. You may face such dangers in Huai Village. It's best not to walk alone during the next period of time."

Ji Yan: "I will pay attention."

Ji Yan originally guessed that it might be related to Lin Cuicui, but unexpectedly, people from the next village were involved.

As Zhao Xing said, it may be a bit complicated.

What happened that night cannot happen again.

She was lucky enough to be saved by the villain last time, but it won't be the same the next time she encounters him.

After talking about this matter, Ji Yan was called by the bridesmaid to touch up the bride's makeup. Only Lu Yan and Zhao Xing were left here.

The young man leaned against the wall, his eyes falling coldly on Zhao Xing: "You should have guessed something, why didn't you tell her?"

Zhao Xing frowned: "What are you referring to?"

The young man sneered coldly, "Don't pretend to be stupid, you should know best about those gangsters."

Of course Zhao Xing knew who he was talking about, but, "There is no evidence."

evidence……

Ah.

A trace of sarcasm flashed across the young man's beautiful face.He turned his back and obviously had no intention of continuing the conversation with Zhao Xing.

In some ways, they are two completely different people.