Pick a Prince and Get Rich

It's night.

Ning Silian turned over irritably and couldn't sleep anyway. Mingming told him to come here in the evening. Why hasn't he come yet.

He put on a coat and got off the bed, intending to have a look. Who knows, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Ji Ruchang standing outside the door, knocking on his own door.

"Come in!" Ning Silian stepped back and asked him to come in.

Ji Ruchang entered the room without expression. She only wore a sweater and frowned slightly, but she didn't speak.

"Sit down!" Ning Silian's eyes were shining and she poured him a glass of water.

"It's getting late. Make a long story short." Ji Ruchang sat down and held the cup coldly.

Ning Silian smell speech body a quiver, she unexpectedly don't know he and oneself have already serious to this kind of situation.

"Ruchang, I..." Ning Silian tugged her sleeve tightly. She couldn't open her mouth to apologize.

Ji Ruchang looked up at her and saw that she was biting her lower lip tightly. It seemed that she was about to bleed. She stretched out her hand to stop her, but the hand she had just stretched out drew back. "If there is nothing wrong, I'll go back to my room first."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Ning Silian quickly took his hand and whispered: "don't go."

In three or four days, they will get married. She doesn't want to be estranged between them. To tell the truth, she has forgiven him for the first thing, but she can't lose face all the time. In addition to Bai Wen's story, she finally understands his good intentions.

Ji Ruchang side head, looked at her hand, "what's the matter?"

"Ruchang, I'm wrong. I'm sorry."

Her apology was as small as a mosquito. If it wasn't for Ji Ruchang, I'm afraid she couldn't hear it at all.

"What did you say?" Ji Ruchang turned and looked down at her.

However, Ning Silian didn't want to say it again, so she had to lower her head and hold his hand, and didn't let him leave.

Ji Ruchang looked at her bun and raised his lips slightly. "If you don't tell me, I'll go back to my room. I'll go to school tomorrow."

"Tomorrow is not muxiu?" Ning Silian raised her eyes and asked.

"If you have nothing to do at home, you'd better go to school to teach." Ji Ruchang lightly responds to her.

Ning Silian stares at his face. Seeing that he is not a liar, she understands that he is trying to avoid himself. She feels very aggrieved. She already knows that he is wrong. He still treats herself like this. What she is most afraid of is that others will not say anything to him and fight with him.

A grievance arises spontaneously. Ning Silian blinks her big eyes and stands in front of him with her head down. Unconsciously, tears flow down her back drop by drop.

The scorching temperature came from the back of her hand. Ji Ruchang noticed that she was in tears. Looking at her shoulder trembling with sobs, she felt a little distressed. Why did he do this? It was not to let her understand that everything he did was because of her.

"Don't cry." Ji Ruchang held out a hand, raised her jaw, wiped the tears from her face, and ordered.

However, Ning Silian is crying more and more fierce, these days of grievances, seems to be all to vent out, pulling the skirt in front of him, hiding in his arms.

Ji Ruchang felt as if she was wet in front of her. However, seeing her crying so fiercely, she had to comfort her: "don't cry, I will be distressed."

"You won't. You have a heart of stone. How can you love me?" Ning Silian said in a dull voice.

"If I had a heart of stone, I would not come to your room tonight." Ji Ruchang raised a wry smile, which made him feel bad these days.