Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Ji Yan didn't think there was anything wrong with her words when praising a 14-year-old child. She was indeed very happy. The cake was particularly delicious, which made her mood sweeter.

She ate two whole pieces of cake, but then she couldn't eat any more. She ate a little more food and was completely full.

The little girl subconsciously touched to the side, but did not touch the blind stick. It took her a while to realize that it was Yu Zhiheng who had just carried her down, so he did not take the blind stick down.

She then stopped moving and planned to wait for the little villain to finish eating.

When Yu Zhiheng saw her sitting obediently and in a daze, he knew that she was getting bored again.

He stood up and asked her: "There is a new pinch music on the sofa. Do you want to play with it?"

"Huh?" Ji Yan raised her head, her hands itching when she heard the word "Nie Nie Le". She nodded, her soft voice was so good, "Yes!"

There was a little sweat in the young man's hands. He wiped it on the hem of his clothes calmly, bent down and picked up Ji Yan.

A faint aunty smile appeared on Aunt Jiang's face. Miss Yanyan and young master Zhiheng are both sensible. Miss Yanyan's sensibleness is reflected in the fact that she never makes people particularly worried, and young master Zhiheng's sensibleness is even more It's because he's mature and considerate beyond his age.

He can always take special care of other people's emotions. Whatever Miss Yanyan is thinking, he can always find out and solve it immediately.

After being carried to the sofa, Yu Zhiheng brought a bunch of unopened pinch music.

Ji Yan picked one at random, took it apart skillfully without looking, and started pinching it.

The soft touch is particularly relaxing, and it is one of Ji Yan's favorite toys.

When Yu Zhiheng returned to the dining table, he heard Aunt Jiang praising: "You really know Miss Yanyan so well. No wonder Madam would entrust her to you with peace of mind."

Do you understand... Yu Zhiheng was startled for a moment, he seemed to indeed understand her.

Maybe it's out of gratitude, responsibility, or maybe... other reasons.

Yu Zhiheng didn't dare to think deeply, so he responded perfunctorily and continued to eat with his head down.

Aunt Jiang also knows that he doesn't like to talk much. After so many years, she has become accustomed to his silent temperament. Everyone in the Ji family has taken it for granted, and no one wants to correct him deliberately. After all, compared to forcing a smile, speaking without scruples is better. Showing your personality and mood may be the healthiest state.

After eating, Aunt Jiang went to clear the dishes. Yu Zhi came to the sofa and sat opposite Ji Yan.

The little girl lay down, her long hair spread on the armrest of the sofa, and her forehead hair naturally spread to both sides, revealing a plump and white forehead. Her milky white skin was as smooth as jade, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and she was so beautiful that she was eye-catching.

Different from Ji Yao's cold appearance, her appearance and personality are very similar. She is well-behaved and gentle, and her peach blossom eyes slightly neutralize the extreme softness, adding a touch of color to such a clean appearance.

Between the girl's white fingers, the blue and white cinnamon dog's pinching fingers can no longer see their original shape. They are covered with dense fingerprints, changing shapes with the girl's random movements.

Occasionally, she would open her fingers and then close them again. The entire pinching music would be held in the palm of her hand, its shape would be compressed, and it would slowly flow out between her fingers.

Ji Yan played with it for half an hour and stopped holding it when she got tired.

At this time, Yu Zhiheng would get up and walk to her, taking away the strangely shaped nip in her hand.

Ji Yan sat up, held her chin slightly, and asked curiously: "Brother, what do you do every night?"

"Read the book and study the questions."

The boy said lightly.

Ji Yan: "..."

It was too hard, similar to the original work. Ji Yan wanted to remind him to balance work and rest, but suddenly thought that maybe for Yu Zhiheng, reading is a kind of relaxation, which is already a way to balance work and rest.

Ji Yan stopped talking.

...

During the summer vacation of the second grade of junior high school, Gu Ruowei decided to take the whole family to go camping.

After arriving at the scenic spot by car, Gu Ruowei and Ji Ting began to set up tents.

The wind was good today. Ji Yao brought a kite and flew it quickly.

Ji Yan sat on the picnic cloth and carefully felt the excitement around her.

Ji Yao flew the kite for a while before she got tired and stopped flying. There was a clear stream on the way here. Ji Yao saw many people fishing barefoot in the stream. She was a little moved, so she went to ask Gu Ruowei Neng Can't play.

Gu Ruowei was too tired to set up the tent, and in the end she couldn't resist Ji Yao's hard work, so she asked Aunt Jiang to take her there.

When Ji Yao left, he saw his sister sitting there obediently.

She then walked over, took Ji Yan's hand, and said to her: "Go and catch fish, Yanyan. I heard that the water in the stream is getting cold. You can go over and play in the water."

Ji Yan had no chance to refute, but Ji Yao's words did make her a little moved. She stood up and was held by Ji Yao obediently.

Upon seeing this, Aunt Jiang said: "Miss Yaoyao, the road here is not easy, I will go there with Miss Yanyan on my back."

Ji Yao thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No, Aunt Jiang, your waist is not good, stop carrying Yanyan, let Yu Zhiheng carry her."

After hearing Ji Yao's words, Aunt Jiang realized that the boy had followed him at some point.

When the young man heard this, he slowly took a step forward and said, "I'll carry it."

Ugh.

Aunt Jiang sighed. This child is always so sensible that it makes people feel heartbroken. Aunt Jiang loves Yu Zhiheng very much, but she does have a bad waist, and she can't force her to carry it. It will only end up for both of them. Injuried.

Ji Yao was also used to Yu Zhiheng carrying the little blind man on his back, so he didn't think it was a big deal.

But Ji Yan still felt a little bit regretful, after all, she always troubled the little villain like this.

Ji Yao let go of his hand, and soon Ji Yan felt a breath in front of her.

She slowly lay down.

She was extremely light, and it took no effort for Yu Zhiheng to carry her on his back.

The four people continued to walk forward, Ji Yao walked at the front, and Aunt Jiang walked on their right.

Ji Yan was quiet for a while, then turned her head slightly and came close to Yu Zhiheng's ear.

Before he opened his mouth, warm breath fell intermittently.

Yu Zhiheng's hands tightened slightly and sweat began to form on his forehead.

Ji Yan leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Thank you, brother Zhiheng."

I have heard these words countless times, and every time I hear them again, they still trigger the most youthful and hazy throbbing in the young man's heart.

"Ah."

Ji Yan blinked and asked again: "Am I very heavy?"

Yu Zhiheng shook his head: "It's very light, not heavy."

His palms were sweating again, his throat was dry and astringent, and the hoarse voice made him slightly frightened.

Sure enough, the little girl on his back asked him: "Are you cold?"

"No..." The young man swallowed silently, his dark eyes looking at the blue in the distance, "My throat feels uncomfortable."

After a second of silence, the girl's soft and well-behaved voice came to my ears: "Then I won't talk to my brother. I will give him a good rest."

"Um……"

The breeze came, and Yu Zhiheng heard his hoarse voice being blown into pieces by the wind.