Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

When the car arrived at the door of the villa, Ji Yan stood up and reached the blind stick placed behind her, then bent down and got out of the car.

She was familiar enough with everything in the house that she didn't need anyone's help as long as she had her blind stick.

Yu Zhiheng paused before getting out of the car and opening the door for her, then silently picked up their backpacks and followed Ji Yan closely.

The little girl went all the way up the stairs and returned to her room.

Yu Zhiheng followed behind, his steps seemed to be heavy. When he stood in front of Ji Yan's door, his palms were already sweating.

He knocked on the door.

After a while, the girl's sweet voice came from inside: "The door is unlocked, come in."

After the words fell, the young man's eyebrows darkened slightly, and his pupils were extremely dark.

Yu Zhiheng opened the door. The girl in the room had taken off her shoes, holding a soft quilt in her arms, her furry head resting on the pillow, the rubber band was pulled off, and her long hair was spread out like seaweed.

Ji Yan had already put on her headphones, opened a newly recommended radio drama, and began to listen slowly.

With a quick glance, Yu Zhiheng put down her backpack.

Without disturbing her again, he quietly left.

Ji Yan listened for a while, and the voice of CV was very nice. Maybe she was too tired, so she slowly fell asleep after listening for a while.

Downstairs kitchen.

The boy was wearing a blue apron and making cakes silently.

Aunt Jiang was also preparing dinner. When she saw Yu Zhiheng, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Zhiheng is really ingenious and can make everything. This cake is even more beautiful than the ones in the store."

The boy lowered his eyes, and the overhead light in the kitchen made his eyelashes seem to glow.

After decorating the last step, Yu Zhiheng cut a piece and handed it to Aunt Jiang, politely saying: "Try it and see how it tastes?"

Aunt Jiang took it over in surprise and took a serious taste.

"It tastes delicious, neither sweet nor greasy. How did you make it?"

“There’s just a little bit of sugar, and it’s mostly the sweetness of the fruit.”

"Teach me some other time, auntie. What you make will be much more delicious than what I buy in the store."

Yu Zhiheng responded gently: "Okay."

After placing the remaining cake on the dining table, the young man went into the kitchen to help Aunt Jiang, washing and chopping vegetables, and occasionally helping with frying. This was not the first time that he had helped in the kitchen.

Even if Yu Zhiheng is not a child of the Ji family, his status is the same as the two ladies. Aunt Jiang did not dare to let him help at first, but the young man insisted on helping, saying that he wanted to learn.

Aunt Jiang didn't know that these were all excuses. This child was too sensible. She always wanted to do something to feel at ease when she was living under someone else's roof.

After dinner was ready, the boy took off his apron, turned on the faucet and washed his hands.

The fingers with clear joints have been in contact with the soaked ingredients for a long time, and they are glowing with a light pink-purple color.

Yu Zhiheng took a look, turned off the faucet, dried his hands with paper towels, and helped Aunt Jiang put the food on the table.

"I'm going to call Miss Yanyan. If Zhiheng is hungry, you can eat first." Aunt Jiang said with a smile. The Ji family didn't have many rules to begin with. She saw that he had been busy for so long, so she must be hungry by now.

Aunt Jiang felt a little sorry for him.

But the young man stood up and said calmly: "You rest, I'll call Yanyan."

Hearing this, Aunt Jiang opened her mouth and wanted to say something more, but suddenly she remembered something and stopped saying anything. It was best for the children to get along well with each other, so she didn't have to get involved.

When Yu Zhiheng came to Ji Yan's room again, the little girl was already fast asleep.

One of the headphones in his ear has been rubbed off, his legs are slightly bent, and the light-colored trousers are pulled up slightly, revealing the slightly curled ruffles of his socks, which are white.

He approached quietly, took the mobile phone on the quilt aside, and said in a boyish voice, "It's time to eat, Yanyan..."

"Well."

The little girl hugged the quilt tighter. The ends of her eyes under her messy hair were filled with beautiful color, and the tip of her nose was also pressed a little light pink.

Ji Yan is a bit sleepy, when she is not sober.

Yu Zhiheng's hand hanging on the seam of his trousers slowly raised, wanting to lift the hair covering her face for her, but when he actually wanted to do it, he backed down.

"get up……"

Before he finished speaking, a thin white arm poked out from the quilt, groped around, and grabbed Yu Zhiheng's collar.

The boy froze, and the little girl reluctantly opened her eyes.

I didn't know what I caught in my hand, so I touched somewhere else, and touched the young man's smooth and clear-cut face...

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment, then woke up, and raised her fingers unnaturally: "I... didn't mean it."

The air was quiet for a long time before she heard the boy's low voice: "It's okay."

Ji Yan pursed her lips and heard Yu Zhiheng say: "Do you want me to carry you down?"

"Yes." She nodded, lifted the quilt, sat up, and stretched out her hands towards the boy.

Yu Zhiheng carried her up skillfully and stopped talking.

Ji Yan held his shoulders. After leaving the room, she asked in a low voice: "Brother, are you angry?"

The little villain never liked people getting close to him, and she had clearly crossed the line just now.

Yu Zhiheng was slightly startled. He always thought that she was angry with him.

but……

He shook his head: "No."

The air became quiet again, and neither of them spoke again.

Ji Yan felt that the villain this time was a bit unpredictable. She originally thought that after changing the fate of being sent to an orphanage and being raised by the Mu family in the original novel, the villain would no longer be so gloomy and silent.

But I don’t know which link is wrong. More often than not, the boy is closer to the gloomy character of the original. He talks very little and is polite and distant to everyone.

Perhaps the shadow of childhood has had such an impact that it has shaped his personality. After all... no matter how serious scars heal, they will always leave some traces.

Ji Yan thought a lot, and when her thoughts returned, the two of them were already downstairs.

Yu Zhiheng put her on the seat. As soon as Ji Yan sat down, she heard Aunt Jiang say: "Miss Yanyan, Zhiheng personally made a delicious cake today. Do you want to try it first?"

Ji Yan was slightly stunned. The girl's voice was soft and she asked in surprise: "Did brother make a cake?"

"Yes, it's a very beautiful little cake, mango flavored."

While she was talking to Aunt Jiang, Yu Zhiheng cut a piece, put it on a plate, and handed it to Ji Yan.

The girl handed over a cake fork, and Ji Yan lowered her eyes and held it.

Touching the plate, she slowly forked a small piece into her mouth.

It has a rich mango flavor, the cream is not greasy at all, and it has a particularly light and sweet taste.

"It's delicious." The girl's beautiful peach blossom eyes seemed to be flashing with tiny lights, and her lips raised a soft arc, and she praised without hesitation, "Brother is so awesome!"

Aunt Jiang is cheerful, and Miss Yanyan has always been good-tempered, sweet-mouthed, well-behaved and pretty, always making everyone happy.

But what she didn't know was that Yu Zhiheng's nervous fingers were curled up.