Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

After arriving home, Bu Changji was still a little uneasy and sat on the stool in a daze.

He never expected that Jinchen's misunderstanding was so deep that he completely mistook him for Fang Yunyao.

Seeing his distraught look, Jinchen thought that he was frightened by the ferocious pirate leader during the day and had not yet recovered. He couldn't help but frown and felt a little regretful.

The guy should have been beaten up at that time so that his wife could be completely relieved.

Jinchen walked over, gently cupped Bu Changji's slightly cold cheek, and rubbed it with his fingertips. "Don't be afraid, we're home now. Let's make some fish soup tonight. Drink it to warm you up and get rid of your fear, okay?"

Bu Changji blinked and looked up to meet Jinchen's concerned gaze.

The worry and care in his eyes were so real, but if it was... because of the identity of Fang Yunyao he was currently carrying.

Bu Changji felt mixed emotions, but he could only go along with the performance. He nodded and said softly, "Okay."

He looks really well behaved.

As night fell, the dark clouds that had been lingering for most of the day finally came down heavily, and the rain fell heavily, hitting the windows.

The sound of wind and waves at the seaside became louder, with waves roaring.

Bu Changji moved a small stool and sat under the eaves, looking at the dark rain curtain, feeling confused.

Jinchen came for Fang Yunyao, but he didn't know what the prince looked like, so he might not have been sent directly by Prince Jing.

Maybe there is another purpose. Does he know the existence of the treasure house? How should he deal with it next?

Should he confess directly to Jinchen that he is not Fang Yunyao, but the pirate leader Bu Changji as he mentioned?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Bu Changji thought of Jinchen's meticulous care for him these days, as well as her sincere tenderness, and he just... couldn't bear to let her go.

The sour and flustered mood made Bu Changji feel helpless and he found an excuse for himself.

Even if it was for the sake of successfully finding the treasure vault, for the sake of the overall situation, we had to continue to make the best of it...

While I was daydreaming, a warm cloth suddenly covered my face.

Jinchen had stood beside him at some point, leaning over and carefully wiping his face with a hot towel, his tone filled with helplessness and concern.

"You're sitting here in a daze again. Were you really scared during the day?" Warmth spread out, temporarily dispelling the chill in Bu Changji's heart.

Bu Changji sat on the stool, looking up and letting him do what he wanted.

Can't change it back.

Bu Changji told himself again in his heart.

He nodded and responded vaguely.

Then, Jinchen dipped his warm fingertips in some cool ointment and carefully applied it to his cheek that had just been wiped.

The two of them were standing and sitting, very close to each other. When Jinchen leaned over, the tip of his nose almost touched his forehead.

Bu Changji avoided his gaze somewhat uncomfortably, his eyes wandering subconsciously, just landing on Jinchen's shoulder and neck.

He was suddenly startled. He had been distracted and hadn't noticed it when he was lying on Jinchen's back during the day. Now, with the faint light coming through the house, he could clearly see that the exposed skin on the back of Jinchen's neck and shoulders was red. It was obvious that he had been sunburned by the scorching sun while out to sea.

"Brother Jin, you're sunburned." Bu Changji subconsciously reached out and gently touched the red skin with his fingertips. "You need to apply some aloe vera juice."

Jinchen didn't care at all. Just when he was about to say that it was just a minor sunburn and would be fine in a couple of days, Bu Changji had already stood up and walked quickly into the house.

People living by the sea often have aloe vera on hand. Cutting it open and extracting the juice is the most effective way to combat sunburn.

Bu Changji quickly brought back the aloe vera juice.

Seeing that he insisted, Jinchen sat down on the stool without hesitation, slightly tilted his head to expose the sunburned area, and let Bu Changji move.

Bu Changji dipped his fingers in the cool and sticky juice and carefully applied it on Jinchen's red skin with gentle and careful movements.

There were no lights on in the yard, only the dim light from the house, outlining Bu Changji's lowered profile, hazy and quiet.

Jinchen tilted his head and his eyes fell on Bu Changji's face.

The light was dim, but he was still keenly aware that there was still a hint of sadness between Bu Changji's brows, and he looked absent-minded.

This means that there is something on his mind.

Jinchen secretly clicked his tongue.

Bu Changji was wiping it carefully when his wrist was suddenly grabbed by Jinchen.

Before he could react, he was pulled by a force and fell into Jinchen's arms unexpectedly, and was held tightly.

Jin Chen frowned slightly. "What's wrong with you tonight? You're so distracted. Do you... not believe what I said during the day?"

Bu Changji leaned against his warm chest, shook his head slowly, and said in a muffled voice, "I believe it..."

Bu Changji took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to relax his tense body. He leaned on Jinchen's shoulder, lowered his eyelashes, and repeated, "I believe you."

"That's good." Jinchen wiped the aloe vera juice off his hands.

The sound of rain outside the window gradually subsided.

The sound of water blends with the continuous sound of waves in the distance.

Jinchen gently patted Bu Changji's back to calm him down.

Bu Changji's tense nerves gradually relaxed, and he actually felt a little sleepy, leaning on Jinchen's shoulder and drowsy.

Jinchen felt his body relax and his breathing become even and long, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He carefully picked up the person and carried him sideways. Bu Changji was awakened by the sudden feeling of being in the air. He subconsciously stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Jinchen's neck. He leaned in his arms in a daze and looked up to see his strong profile.

What a strange man.

Bu Changji was thinking vaguely in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, with complex and indescribable emotions surging in his heart, which he could not explain.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +10, totaling 24! 】