Ji Erye's squeamish bag is super cruel

Chapter 82
Ji Boyan nodded, and said, "Mama Li, you should go out first."

Mama Li glanced at Wen Ruan worriedly, then nodded, walked out.

Ji Boyan walked to the side of the bed, sat on the bed, put Wen Ruan's hair behind her ears, and wrapped her head around her head, his deep voice sounded like a tranquilizer in Wen Ruan's ears: "Don't be afraid, no There will be a next time."

Wen Ruan hugged his neck, crying out of breath, hot tears slipped down his collar into his neck, making Ji Boyan's heart ache.

"Second Master, the world is so big, why can't it accommodate me? I just want to live, why is it so difficult?"

The little girl cried loudly, without suppressing it at all, mixed with unwillingness and grievances, Ji Boyan slowly hugged her tightly.

Yes, the world is so big?Why can't we tolerate a person who is as small as a speck of dust?

Ji Boyan hugged the person in his arms tightly, turned his head, kissed Wen Ruan's little ear with his thin lips, and said in a deep and powerful voice with [-] points of seriousness and domineering: "Wen Ruan, the world cannot tolerate you, I will allow you .”

Hearing this, Wen Ruan cried louder, those cries were like small hammers hitting Ji Boyan's heart.

The crying in the room didn't know how long it lasted before it gradually weakened.

Ji Boyan hugged Wen Ruan, and patted her on the back with his big hands, like coaxing a little girl to sleep.

Wen Ruan was probably tired from crying, and she fell asleep in Ji Boyan's arms after being so frightened just now.

Ji Boyan lowered his head to look at her, his fair face was flushed from crying, his small mouth was slightly pouted, and his lips were pink and glistening with water.

Probably because she was raised better in the villa, she had some flesh on her cheeks, and now she was lying in his arms, slightly puffed up, and she looked even cuter.

Ji Boyan's throat moved, and he put his big hand on her small face, slowly rubbing the end of her red eyes with his thumb, his eyes were unfathomable.

About a minute later, Ji Boyan slowly put Wen Ruan on the bed, covered her with the quilt, stared at her sleeping face for a while, and then stood up and went out.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Wen Ruan slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the door, with complicated expressions in his eyes.

She obviously said to protect him well and not let his hands get bloody, but now she has no way to reveal her identity, instead she can only use this method to make him stop looking for women.

Forget it, let's fall into the abyss together, anyway, she will stand in front of him.

Wen Ruan sighed, reached out, wanted to touch the phone on the bedside table, and suddenly remembered that the man in black had smashed the phone and stepped on it twice when he was in the mall.

Gentle fingers were pinching the quilt, and anger was seething in his eyes.

She even smashed the gift that Ji Boyan gave her!
pissed!

Wen Ruan covered her head with the quilt and sulked, but she didn't know what kind of turmoil happened on the other side.

In an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city, there are piles of dilapidated things everywhere, and there is a spacious factory building in the innermost part.

There was a chair in the middle facing the door, and Ji Boyan was sitting on the chair, holding a short whip in his hand.

There was a woman kneeling in front of him, wearing a long crow blue dress with her hands tied behind her back, this person was none other than Feng Yan.

"Second Master, Second Master, you believe me, she really poured hot soup on me that day on purpose, I'm not lying."

　Guess Feng Yan's fate!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)