Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

As dusk fell, the sea breeze, carrying a cool, salty smell, blew into the cabin through the open window.

Bu Changji was about to wake up, or to be more precise, he was awakened by a fresh and sweet fragrance.

The smell was so lingering that it went straight into my nose.

He opened his eyes and found himself still lying on the bed covered with coarse sheets and a thick quilt.

A large earthenware bowl filled with steaming fish porridge was placed steadily on the small stool beside the bed.

The rice grains are cooked until they bloom, and tender white fish slices float in the milky white porridge soup, dotted with a few green chopped green onions, which makes people's mouths water just by looking at it.

He was drifting on the sea. Although there was plenty of oil and water on the pirate ship, most of it was pickled or grilled food with heavy salt and oil. There were few such pure and warm rice aroma mixed with the sweetness of fresh fish fillets.

What's more, he was still ill and his stomach was empty, so it was reasonable for him not to feel greedy.

Bu Changji was not polite. His stomach was empty, and this bowl of porridge was undoubtedly a timely help.

He propped himself up, picked up the bowl, blew on it carefully despite the heat, and started drinking.

As he was drinking, he could faintly hear voices outside the house.

Bu Changji listened attentively and looked out through the window in the twilight.

Jinchen was tidying up the dried cuttlefish and dried yellow croaker that were drying in the sun in the open space outside the house.

He moved swiftly and put the dried seafood into the bamboo basket.

A young man in linen-gray clothes came from the path.

He had a thin figure and a clean and handsome face, which was rare among fishermen. He was holding two round water melons in his hands.

When she saw Jinchen, her face actually blushed a little.

"Brother Jin," Liu Xiu's voice was clear and a little awkward.

"My father told me that you rescued a refugee from pirates today. He asked me to ask if you need any help or anything."

As he spoke, he handed the water melon forward.

Jin Chen stopped what he was doing and glanced at the young man. "Thank you, Uncle Liu, for your concern. He's fine. He just got a little frightened and feels a little weak. Just let him rest."

He glanced at the two water melons and thought that these melons would be perfect for making soup with some scallops.

"Thank you." Jinchen turned around and picked out a few of the best quality dried cuttlefish from the bamboo basket he had just put away and stuffed them into Liu Xiu's hands.

"Take this back."

Liu Xiu took the dried cuttlefish, and the blush on his face faded a little, replaced by loss.

He couldn't help but look at the closed door again. His father came back and said that the young man Jinchen took away was incredibly delicate.

At this moment, a suppressed cough suddenly came from the room, and it was so heart-wrenching.

Jinchen's face changed slightly. He immediately dropped the bamboo basket, turned around and strode into the house.

Liu Xiu hesitated for a moment and followed him in.

The light in the room grew dimmer.

Bu Changji was leaning against the head of the bed, his black hair spread out. He was covering his mouth with his hands and coughing, his face flushed red. His body was trembling slightly, and he looked fragile and pitiful.

"what happened?"

Jinchen took a few steps to the bedside, held Bu Changji's thin shoulders, and patted his back gently.

"Where does it hurt?"

Bu Changji finally caught his breath, only to feel pain in his lungs from coughing.

He looked up at Jinchen, whose eyes were full of concern. His heart suddenly beat inexplicably, and he looked away again.

After a while, Bu Changji finally caught his breath, a faint blush appearing on his pale face. "... choked, choked."

I actually choked while watching a play!

He was a pirate leader who traveled all over the world, but he choked so badly when he was greedily drinking a bowl of porridge. It was a great shame and humiliation.

There was some embarrassment in Bu Changji's eyes, but it didn't show on his face.

Jinchen discovered this and knew that it was normal for the prince to have a bad temper, and it was also cute.

A smile flashed across his eyes. He picked up the bowl of porridge again, scooped another spoonful, blew on it, and handed it to his lips.

"Don't be impatient, drink slowly, there's more."

This scene was extremely dazzling to Liu Xiu who followed in.

He looked at the fragrant fish fillet and white rice porridge and felt a little unbalanced.

Fishermen live near the sea, so fish fillets are not rare, but ordinary families in the village cannot often eat such fine white rice.

Only someone as capable and free from family burdens as Jinchen would be willing to buy it.

He eagerly offered watermelons, but Brother Jin only gave him dried cuttlefish...

How could this person of unknown origin be able to eat the delicious porridge cooked by Brother Jin as soon as he arrived, and be coaxed by him so carefully?

Thinking of this, Liu Xiu felt a bit of inexplicable hostility towards Bu Changji.

He deliberately said, "Brother Jin, we have rules in Yu'ao."

"The village head has arranged for all the refugees who were kidnapped and rescued by the pirates to stay in the refugee house at the west end, so that everyone can take care of them. Why don't you send him there too? It will save you the trouble of taking care of him alone."

He said this in a high-sounding manner, but his eyes glanced at Bu Changji, clearly with the intention of expelling him.

Bu Changji was alert.

There are many people in the refugee house, and the village head will definitely question and register them. How can he secretly inquire about the news and rest assured to recuperate and detoxify?

An idea came to his mind, and he raised his eyes, which were still watery, and looked straight at Jinchen, filled with panic and helplessness. He gently pulled Jinchen's sleeve, and his voice was so soft that water could drip out.

"Don't send me away, please..."

Bu Changji raised his face, his eyes red, that bright red looked enchanting and fragile, "I'm scared, there are so many people there, I only recognize you."

Jinchen knew that his pitiful appearance was mostly fake, but when he heard the soft pleading voice, his heart still felt soft and itchy.

He rubbed Bu Changji's head and said, "Live here peacefully. I told you, no one can drive you away."

These words were spoken to both Bu Changji and Liu Xiu who was standing beside him.

Bu Changji's heart finally settled down, he heaved a sigh of relief and leaned back on the bed, "Hmm..."

But his eyes quickly swept over Liu Xiu, who was standing aside with a grim expression.

Seeing that Liu Xiu didn't leave and his eyes were still glued to Jinchen, Bu Changji snorted in his heart.

This guy is just an eyesore standing here and always trying to ruin his plans.

He thought about it, then suddenly frowned again and began to cough softly, as if he wanted to cough out all his internal organs. His slender body rose and fell violently with his coughing.

Her whole body was shaky, and she leaned softly on Jinchen's shoulder, her forehead resting on his neck, her breathing rapid and hot.

Jinchen immediately became nervous and supported him, "Why are you coughing so hard again? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, I'll take you to see the village doctor!"

As he spoke, he stood up.

Bu Changji: “!!!”

This stupid guy!

After seeing the doctor, I am in trouble.

Although the poison in his body was suppressed, if the doctor discovered the clues, he would be walking into a trap.

In desperation, Bu Changji gritted his teeth and threw himself into Jinchen's arms, wrapping his arms tightly around Jinchen's waist and burying his face in his strong chest.

"No...no, I'm fine...I'm just cold."

"Let me lean on you and rest for a while, just a while... please..."

This was not entirely false. The poison in his body was inherently cold in nature, and at this moment he could indeed feel waves of chills coming out from between his bones.

He buried his head and naturally didn't see above his head. Jinchen had a smile in his eyes and a curve at the corner of his mouth.

Jinchen's palm fell on his thin back, patting it gently, "Okay, no, lean on me and rest."

It’s really fun to think about protecting my wife’s vest.

He raised his eyes again and looked at Liu Xiu who was still standing in the room. His eyes returned to their usual distant look. "It's getting late. You should go back. Thank Uncle Liu for the water melon for me."

Liu Xiu looked at the intimate scene in front of him, especially Bu Changji who was curled up in Jinchen's arms and Jinchen was holding him so gently. He felt a sour feeling rushing to his forehead and his face turned pale with anger.

He glared at the back of Bu Changji's head fiercely, but finally turned around and left reluctantly without even saying goodbye.

There were only two people left in the room.

Bu Changji buried himself in Jinchen's warm arms, feeling the warmth and a sense of unprecedented peace and comfort.

The embrace of this honest fisherman was even more comfortable than he had imagined.