Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

It seems to be saying, try it if you have the ability.

With charming eyes, there was panic and confusion, but after seeing Earl Jin's firm attitude and indifferent tone, he seemed to realize that he had done something wrong.

Bei Zi bit her red lips and stopped talking, her eyes seemed to have a lot of unwillingness, but when she saw the cold, cold breath around her, she held back the rebuttal she wanted to blurt out.

Lin Rushi heard the phrase "my wife".

Classifying himself as an outsider in words, he thought that he could be shaken by the relationship between his appearance and appearance.

But a word that she didn't realize suddenly slapped her awake, and instantly threw her complacent look to the ground.

Unexpectedly, she saw that Lin Rushi shut up, stopped talking, and retracted the matter full of anger just now.

With one hand, he grasped Shang Zhu's soft little hand, which seemed to have some warm water stains on it.A trace of pity arose in his heart, and he slightly raised his eyes to glance at Shang Zhuyi who hadn't recovered yet.

There was still a little paleness on her delicate face. He held her hand and stroked the back of her hand with his fingertips.

Feeling the temperature from the hand, Shang Zhuyi felt a slight warmth and warmth coming from it.

He pursed his lips and smiled slightly, but in Ji Mujue's eyes, such a smile was particularly dazzling.He grabbed Shang Zhuyi's little hand and pulled him up.

Going straight to the door, you can also see this situation. Just now, you opened your mouth to stop, but seeing Ji Mujue's resolute look, he hesitated for a moment.Just said softly: "Where are you going?"

Ji Mujue didn't look back, he only gave Yan Rong a cold look and said, "Don't worry about it."

Yan Rong was choked by these words and was a little speechless. She wanted to say something, but she didn't say it.

A gloomy look flashed in his beautiful eyes, he felt the change of Ji Mujue Xue's mood, so he looked at his back even more inexplicably, and then turned his head to look at Lin Rushi, the surprised expression on the spot was insignificant He sighed.

Ji Mujue took Shang Zhuyi's hand out, walked briskly for a long time before stopping, he looked back at the person he was holding behind him.

With a look of grievance, tears were hanging on his pale face, and he lowered his head without saying a word, as if he wanted to hide himself.

He seemed to feel the anger of the man in front of him, although he was sad, he still didn't have the courage to look up.

Shang Zhuyi felt as if his heart was filled with lead, and he was so heavy and painful that he couldn't breathe, and even made him feel that his own existence was useless to him.

Ji Mujue looked at Shang Zhuyi who was so pitiful but held back, his expression softened a bit from his angry and cold face.

A steady voice sounded in Shengyi's ear: "If you are my woman, if you are bullied, won't you retaliate?"

Hearing Ji Mujue's voice lowered his head, Shang Zhuyi seemed to regain his senses, moved his black eyes but still did not raise his head.

Seeing that the person in front of him seemed to be moved, Ji Mujue still didn't raise his head, and frowned slightly.

I was a little surprised at her reaction.He squinted and looked at Shang Zhuyi, he felt that he seemed to have underestimated the harm and blow that Lin Rushi had with Yan Rong's conversation today, and a part of his heart softened, and he looked at Shang Zhuyi without changing his expression.

Looking at Shang Zhuyi without changing his expression, he pinched her chin with a slender and powerful hand, and lifted it up slightly.

The pale cheek with tears and frustration was clearly magnified and presented in front of him again.

Ji Mujue seemed to be stabbed by something in his heart, he gently stroked her cheek with his hand, as if he wanted to wipe away the tears on her face.

Shang Zhuyi lifted his head up with a strong force, looking at Ji Mujue's dark eyes, his heavy heart seemed to calm down, feeling the temperature from his cheeks, Shang Zhuyi couldn't help but was so moved that his eyes got wet again.

Ji Mujue saw that the originally quiet cloud eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, he couldn't help frowning, and his voice became much stricter: "Don't cry!"

Shang Zhuyi immediately pursed his lips when he heard such a powerful voice, held back his tears and dared not speak.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue held back his tears, and the tears kept rolling in his eyes. He was as tough as him, but he felt so distressed that he couldn't stand it. He pressed her head into his arms, and said in a gentle voice: "In the future When others bully you, remember to fight back, even if you don’t fight back, you have to get revenge, don’t bear it yourself, be my woman, and don’t let others bully you, understand?”

People who doubted thought that Ji Mujue hated crying, but they didn't expect to have such a sudden firm embrace.

After hearing Ji Mujue's strong and domineering words, Shang Zhuyi felt full of happiness.

The feeling that she has never been cared about, but now someone cares about her.Even in such a tough way.

Tell her to learn to resist, does this count as being distressed?Thinking of the mood that was originally filled with sadness, it seemed to be wrapped in a warm current.There was a happy smile on the slightly pale lips.

When Shang Zhuyi thought of the phrase "my woman" just now, he felt a sense of belonging that he had never had before.

She quietly raised her head to glance at this stern-looking man, then buried her head in his firm arms, and rubbed her hands comfortably.He smiled softly and happily.

Ji Mujue felt the small movements of the person in his arms, and the small hands around his waist, and suddenly felt a warm and reassuring feeling.A smile appeared on the originally cold face.

In the early morning of the next day, the warm sunlight fell gently on the double bed in the bedroom through the heavy curtains, and there was only a writhing little figure curled up on the bed, and Shang Zhuyi stretched comfortably, rubbing He rubbed his sleepy eyes and stared at the ceiling, thinking blankly about life.

Ji Mujue, who never stayed in bed and tidied up early, pushed the door in. Seeing the sleepy Shang Zhuyi, he couldn't help but feel provocative, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised into a pleasant smile.

"Little slob, are you finally willing to get up?"

A very magnetic and hoarse male voice came into Shang Zhuyi's ears, and the gentle nickname made her a little shy when she just woke up, her cheeks slowly turned crimson, and she mischievously covered half of her head with the quilt and muttered Said: "Well... I didn't stay in bed."

Seeing Shang Zhuyi's reaction, Ji Mujue couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.With a big hand, he lifted the quilt and pulled out the Shangzhu clothes in the fluffy pajamas, and said in a urging tone with a little tenderness: "Breakfast is already on the table, don't stay in bed, let's go have breakfast together."

Before Shang Zhuyi pleaded and wanted to stay in bed for a while, Ji Mujue dragged her downstairs involuntarily.

Yan Ru had already washed and dressed and was ready to go out with her bag, when she turned her head and saw Shang Zhuyi with messy hair going downstairs, Shang Zhuyi cried out inwardly, how could Yuanjia Road be bumped into again because of the narrow road.