Ji Erye's squeamish bag is super cruel

Chapter 283 You Are Stealing My Heart

Wen Ruan nodded fiercely, then moved to Ji Boyan's side, reached out to hug him, and patted him on the back, his voice could be heard distressed: "Of course the second master needs to relax, I know, The second master has had a hard life, he will be unhappy, sad and angry, but I don't want the second master to be like this, I want the second master to be happy every day."

Ji Boyan's throat moved, and there seemed to be a soreness in his eyes. From now on, no one could hug him and say this to him. What he received was accusations and malice from all directions, even in his own name. It was his father's man.

No one cared about his feelings, no one was by his side, he carried everything alone, gritted his teeth and survived those years.

Then he has friends, although there are not many, but he is very contented, because those friends are all lifelong friendships.

He also gradually became stronger, not only his ability, but also his heart, they all became iron walls, protecting him from outside influences.

"Wen Ruan, have I had a hard time?"

Ji Boyan's voice was very soft, as if it could be blown in the wind at any time.

Wen Ruan nodded, her arms tightened a little more, her heart was sore, she herself was hurt and suffered, and she never cried.

But every time she thinks of Ji Boyan's suffering, she feels her heart aching like it's about to explode.

Why can't she go faster?Can't you hurry up and come to him earlier?

Why had she put him through so many difficult years by himself?

Why does he have to bear so much?

Obviously he is such a good person, why do those bastards bully him like this?
Wen Ruan's eyes have turned red, and her voice is choked with sobs: "Well, Second Master has had a hard time. They all treat you badly, and they all say you are bad, but Second Master is obviously very powerful, and he is also very good."

Ji Boyan lowered his eyes, looked at the soft top of her hair, and slowly reached out to stroke her hair, his eyes became more and more sour.

It's so strange, why can the little girl see through him?Know that he is hard, know that he is not happy.

Ji Boyan slightly curled her lips, unable to tell what emotion she was in, and pushed Wen Ruan away, her eyes were already red, with tears glistening in them, casting the shadow of the riverside.

Ji Boyan stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, raised his left hand to wipe away the tears from her eyes, then rubbed the end of her eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Wen Ruan, do you know what you are doing?"

Wen Ruan blinked her eyes, her voice became nasal: "I know."

"No, you don't know."

Ji Boyan pursed his lips, looked at her, leaned over, and kissed her little mouth.

Gentle and lingering, lingering and pathos.

Wen Ruan, you are stealing my heart.

He thought that his heart was already an iron wall, where swords and swords could not enter, and words could not hurt, but he never thought that one day he would be pried open by such a delicate and soft little girl, and the warmth day after day was like a gurgling The flowing water, neither strong nor impatient, slowly entered his heart.

Wen Ruan raised her face and met Ji Boyan's kiss, feeling sorry for him and moving her heart.

Ji Boyan let go of Wen Ruan, raised his hand to pull her into his arms, slowly wrapped his arms around her body, and slowly closed his eyes, the soft touch made him feel satisfied.

Wen Ruan raised his arms to hold him, and a muffled voice came out of his arms: "So Second Master, don't be unhappy or angry because of those people in the future. In this case, I, Li Ma and Uncle Wang will all feel bad."

(End of this chapter)