Ji Erye's squeamish bag is super cruel

Chapter 8
The corner of the man's lips curled up in a shallow arc, and he looked down at her with a soft voice, whispering softly, as if he was coaxing his lover: "If you know me, you should know what kind of person I am. Tell me obediently. I, otherwise, Ruanruan will regret it."

Ji Boyan hugged her body, put his big hand on her calf, slowly raised it, and looked at her without blinking his phoenix eyes.

"No...don't..." Wen Ruan shook her head, her small face was wrapped in long light brown hair, and the pear blossoms were raining, which made her petite and pitiful, and he was the villain who bullied her.

Ji Boyan restrained her hands and feet so that she couldn't move, and could only let him do whatever he wanted.

The man's big palms were warm and approaching inch by inch. Suddenly, his soft body trembled violently, and then he cried even harder, his calves kicking feebly: "Don't... don't touch me..."

Ji Boyan chuckled, with a cold glow in his eyes, pinching the edge of the little K with his fingers, showing no signs of softening his heart, and his voice became hoarse, as if covered with a layer of love: "Ruan Ruan, you can't beat me Yes, I will ask you one last time, if you don’t tell the truth, I will do it.”

While talking, he exerted some strength on his fingers, and Wen Ruan obviously felt that his underwear had slipped down a bit.

"Don't...Second Master...let me go...I didn't mean it, I...I regretted it after I stole your wallet...I regretted it...I left it at home...I didn't move it...I didn't open it ...I can take you to get...Second Lord..."

The little girl's voice was mixed with crying, and her tone was hurried, for fear that it would be too late for him to really do something to her, that delicate and soft voice entered his ears intermittently.

Ji Boyan pursed his lips and looked at her, his eyes seemed to be covered with mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Second Master... Please... let me go... I have no choice... But I didn't touch your things... Second Master... Please... let me go..."

Wen Ruan lay on the sofa, his soft voice was almost hoarse from crying, his eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of clouds on the river, every word was begging him to let go, obviously pitiful and painful, Ji Boyan's eyes But clusters of flames sprang up.

Staring at her small face, with the slippery patches on his hands, Ji Boyan seemed to have an unknown fire burning in his heart, and even thought despicably, if she was so scared that she didn't say anything, it would be great if he could Find a reason to occupy her fiercely.

Gritting his teeth, Ji Boyan closed his eyes, his throat rolled, suppressing the impulse in his heart, he pulled himself back with the remaining rationality, sat up straight, and let her go.

Wen Ruan got up quickly, huddled in the corner of the sofa, hugged her knees and sobbed and cried, like a poor little person who was abandoned.

Ji Boyan turned his head and glanced at her, raised the corners of his lips, his tone was still casual, unhurried: "Wen Ruan, if you lied to me, you know what will happen."

Wen Ruan cried with her head down, and nodded slowly when she heard his words.

Seeing her little face buried in her knees, faintly revealing a pair of eyes that were red from crying, her hair was disheveled and scattered, her shoulders twitched because of crying, she looked more and more adorable.

Ji Boyan pursed his lips slightly, then looked away, fastened his cuffs slowly, and said in a light and lazy tone, "Where is your home?"

"Yu... Yulin Street..."

Ji Boyan stood up, walked out with his suit in his hand, and noticed that the little girl on the sofa was not moving, so he stopped and turned to look over.

(End of this chapter)