Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Samuel came in from outside the temple and saw her barefoot on the ground, wearing only a thin petticoat. He frowned slightly, then walked over and picked her up.

Ji Yan was carried back to the soft couch by him, and the thin petticoat was held in the palm of his hand. He seemed to hesitate, but after a moment, he decided to pick her up and used a teleportation technique to arrive at his home in the small town of Eaton.

After setting up a barrier to prevent her from escaping, Samuel safely placed her on the sofa in the living room. Seeing her dazed look, he lowered his head and kissed her lips with some displeasure until her eyes were filled with tears. Confused, with a pleasant expression on his face, he let go of her and went to the kitchen.

Ji Yan hugged her knees, a few strands of her long hair sticking to her sweaty cheeks.

She thought for a long time that they shouldn't get along like this... She had to make it clear.

Samuel went to the kitchen to cook pumpkin porridge.

When she was in the village, she said she didn't like it, but God kept it in mind and promised her that he would cook it for her himself in the future.

For this reason, Samuel went to the human world to learn secretly for a long time, and practiced behind the scenes many times. He wanted to surprise her in the future, but instead he bumped into the intimacy between her and Ange.

No one can do it except him, let alone Ange.

But even though he had anger in his heart, he was still willing to cook for her and take care of her every move, but he lost control over that matter, and he didn't know if she was injured...

Thinking of this, Samuel did not stay in the kitchen watching the porridge, but went out to look for Ji Yan.

The girl was sitting on the sofa in the same position as before, holding her knees with her eyes downcast in a daze.

When she saw him, her eyes moved slightly, but she didn't want to run away like before.

Samuel's eyes were slightly happy, and he squatted down in front of her, holding her ankle with his cold finger bones.

Ji Yan shrank back, but her ankle was firmly held in the opponent's palm.

The loose black cuffs of the god were trailing under her skirt. Realizing what he was doing, Ji Yan closed her legs and stepped back.

Samuel only paused for a moment, and said in an extremely gentle voice: "Don't hide, let me see."

Ji Yan was silent, then bit her lip and turned her face away.

The cold hair of the god occasionally brushed against the center of the leg, causing a strange feeling.

Ji Yan stared at a corner in a daze, trying to distract her attention. Then she remembered her plan and explained by the way: "Ange and I are not..."

The words were forced to be interrupted, and the girl groaned and looked at the god in front of her with some annoyance.

After a while, Samuel raised his head, took out his fingertips from her skirt, rubbed the corners of her lips, and said very domineeringly: "I don't like you saying his name."

Ji Yan: "..."

She said deliberately: "This is my freedom. You don't have to listen, but you can't control my mind."

"Feelings?" Samuel's eyes turned cold, "Do you have feelings for him?"

"Of course." The girl said sharply like a cat whose tail was stepped on, "You are not the only one in my world, there are also Ange, Dai...well..."

The god's slender fingers wrapped around her fragile neck, and after tossing her until her breathing was messy, he seemed a little fragile and buried his cheek into her shoulder, saying in a hoarse voice: "Don't talk to me like that..."

Ji Yan said nothing, turned her head away, and tried to calm her irregular breathing.

Samuel stayed like this for a while, then carried her to the kitchen.

The pumpkin porridge is ready, and the whole kitchen is filled with a sweet smell.

Ji Yan was exhausted at the moment, and when she smelled the sweet porridge, her stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

The air was quiet for a moment, and then a chuckle from the god came from above.

He lowered his head and said close to her ear: "Are you hungry?"

Ji Yan pursed her lips and didn't want to speak.

Shen was in a good mood at the moment. He put her on the chair and got up to fill a bowl of sweet porridge.

Ji Yan was indeed hungry and had no strength to continue to be angry with him, so she drank the porridge without temper.

Samuel liked to ask her if she liked it. Every time he asked, the girl would expressly say she didn't like it while drinking porridge.

God was very patient when it came to feeding her. No matter what she said, she would never get angry and was extremely good-tempered.

But when she finished, Samuel used his cleaning skills to tidy up the dishes.

The god wiped her mouth with his fingertips affectionately and asked: "Are you full?"

He didn't seem to want her to really answer, but seemed to be talking to himself.

Then Ji Yan was picked up again, and Samuel took her towards the bedroom.

Ji Yan guessed what he was thinking, and her expression suddenly became stiff.

Samuel was also willing to take care of her feelings in this matter.

He just asked: "You don't like having sex with me?"

Ji Yan choked.

Whether it was the innocent god in the past or the dark god who was dissatisfied with his desires now, his words in some aspects were always so straightforward that she couldn't resist.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Samuel was not angry. Instead, he spoke frankly about his feelings: "I like it very much."

As he spoke, He had already held the skirt in His hand.

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment, pursed her lips and looked at the wall on one side instead of looking at the gods nearby.

Soon the hair on the temples was slightly damp and the lips were bitten until they bled.

Samuel pinched her chin, not wanting her to endure it, and forcing her to make a sound.

Ji Yan was naturally unwilling, but at the moment she even glared at him as if she was showing her kindness.

In the end, it was natural that he got what he wanted.

*

temple.

The once glorious pope has shed his gold-embroidered white robe that symbolized his identity and status.

He knew he was wrong and went to church every day to repent, just like every believer in the world who prays for God's blessing and forgiveness.

On this day, Della wanted to borrow the Bright Bible, but was told that it could only be borrowed at the church, so she came to the church alone.

She didn't expect anyone to come to the church to pray at this time. Della carefully avoided him, but she didn't find anyone who could borrow the Bible.

Just as I was wondering, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Are you looking for this?"

Della was startled and looked at the speaker. Only then did she realize that the person who came to the church to pray was not an ordinary person, but Pope Gales.

And the Bible of Light she was looking for was in Gales' hands at the moment.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Della nodded, "I would like to borrow the Bible of Light."

"Take this." Gales motioned to the book in his hand.

Although Della felt strange in her heart, she thanked her and walked over to get it.

It was too quiet in the church, and she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so she randomly found a topic and said, "Is there something troubling, Your Majesty?"

Gales knew she was referring to his coming to church to confess.

"A lot." Gales said in a hoarse voice, "I made a serious mistake and I must confess to Him."

"Everyone makes mistakes." Della didn't take it seriously. "The important thing is that you know your mistakes and can correct them. As long as you are loyal, the gods will definitely forgive you."

She picked up the thick bright Bible and said with a faint smile, "I wish you will receive His forgiveness soon, Your Majesty Gales."