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The soft voice comforts Wen wanwan's ears, but she is still frightened.

At that time yesterday, the three hooligans pulled her onto the sofa and

Wen wanwan didn't dare to think about it any more. In her heart beat, she felt Yan Shengli's palm fall on her head. Wen wanwan's heart tip trembled slightly. Her body almost wanted to avoid it reflexively, but her little hand was tightly grasped by Yan Shengli.

Wenwanwan suddenly raised his head, clear eyes still have not eliminate restlessness and palpitations.

"It's all right."

Yan Shengli once again stressed that he hoped to pacify Wen wanwan's frightened heart.

Wen wanwan looked at Yan Shengli a little confused. In his eyes, he was as gentle as water, and he was so tender.

Looking at him like this, Wen wanwan's eyebrows are tightening.

What happened yesterday frightened her too much.

Although all along, she is so strong to survive, but deep inside, always just a weak girl, can't stand the bullying.

At the moment, looking at his warm eyes like the wind, Wen wanwan's eyes seemed to have ice melted by his eyes. All of a sudden, the crystal water filled his eyes.

Seeing Wen wanwan's eyes full of wronged tears, Yan Shengli's heart was pulled tight.

"Don't cry, it's over."

Yan Shengli touched Wen wanwan's head and comforted him like a child.

"I promise you it won't happen again, will it?"

"But it has happened!"

Wen wanwan roared out, endless regret and pain, tears almost immediately filled his eyes.

"No, no, you're still fine. Nothing happened!"

Yan Shengli quickly comforts, for fear that Wen wanwan wants to be crooked.

"You don't have to comfort me."

Wen wanwan sobbed, hot tears fell on the back of Yan Shengli's hand, burning his heart.

"I'm telling you the truth. Although it seemed that some bad things might happen at that time, Zifan saved you later, so you didn't do anything!"

Hearing that Yan Shengli mentioned Bo Zifan, Wen wanwan's weeping face was momentarily stunned, and his big eyes with tears were wide open.

At that time, she did see Bo Zifan.

But did Bo Zifan see her?

"Besides, you should feel it yourself, right?"

Yan Shengli looked at Wen wanwan's eyes and asked tentatively.

Wen wanwan blinked his confused tears and said he didn't understand.

Yan Sheng Li coughed lightly, as if she was a little embarrassed.

"Do you think that if you are really bullied by those three people, you will not feel well?"

"Eh?"

"For example, what would be uncomfortable? Or is it uncomfortable? "

After thinking about it, Yan Shengli gave such a question tactfully.

Wen wanwan was stunned and didn't understand. After thinking for a few seconds, his mouth broke down again.

"My head hurts!"

"Puff"

Yan Shengli is dumbfounded, but when she feels sad, he can't help pulling his lip line and laughing.

"Fool."

The words of the holy Saint make complaints about the sound of the glass.

Lavender breath, instantly shrouded Wen wanwan's body and mind, the feeling of peace of mind suddenly smoothed her restless heart.

"The headache is because you have drunk. Have a good rest today and it will be OK tomorrow."

"Really?"

Wen wanwan asked in a low voice, burying his tearful face in Yan Shengli's broad chest.

"Of course it's true, you idiot."

Yan Shengli sighed, and her eyes suddenly became serious.

"Wanwan, promise me one thing, will you?"