Ling Yiran looked at the back of his right hand, which was where Zhao Mantian stepped on today.

"I accidentally hit it when I was sweeping the floor today, nothing happened." She said lightly, not wanting him to worry.

"Is that true?" Yi Jinli looked at Ling Yiran steadily, "Sister, if someone bullies you, tell me, I will stand up for you." Those people will pay the price and will make no one dare to bully her in the future.

In an instant, her heart suddenly accelerated, as if he knew everything.

"I will protect myself," she said.

"What if I can't protect it?" he asked.

If that is true, then it would be useless to tell him. But Ling still didn't say this, for fear that it would hurt his self-esteem.

"Don't sister like me to protect you?" His voice sounded again, and his dark and deep eyes stared at her.

She bit her pink lips slightly, and thought for a while, "When one day, A Jin makes a name for herself and becomes stronger, I will protect me. Now, I will protect A Jin and try my best not to let others bully us."

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't say anything else after all, but just responded lightly, "Okay."

After dinner, Ling Yiran changed into the slightly cracked clothes, took the needle and thread, and sewed the clothes under the lamp.

Yi Jinli sat aside and glanced at the woman shrouded by the light. She lowered her head, her medium-length hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her hair seemed to be slightly yellow due to malnutrition. After three years of prison and the current wind and sun, her skin was not fair. Even though she had a pretty appearance, she had a sense of wind and frost because of the hardships of life.

But at this moment, she was sewing her clothes with her stitches, and the tranquility and elegance she exuded on her body was strangely attracted to people, just like... it was like... it was so fucked to see it all.

Beside him and in his life circle, he would hardly see any woman sewing clothes like this. Many women would deliberately show noble, elegant or cute and beautiful sides in front of him, wanting to attract his attention.

But I never thought that one day, such a simple and simple side would attract all his gaze.

Ling Yiran made up a pair, and as soon as he looked up, he met Yi Jinli's gaze.

His eyes were so focused that her face turned red, "What's wrong with you? Look at me like this?"

"I just think that sister is really beautiful." He said.

Ling Yiran laughed. She knew how big the difference between her now and the past. I was afraid that no one would think she was good-looking when she went out. At most, it would be not ugly.

However, after being said this, I feel very good, which shows that women still like to listen to some good-sounding words.

"By the way, I took a look at a piece of clothing online when I took time during the day. Do you like it?" She took out her mobile phone, opened the shopping website, opened a sweater placed in the shopping cart, and handed the phone to the other party and asked him to see the sweater.

Yi Jinli looked at the sweater. It was a plaid sweater with a price of 199 yuan. The sales volume was quite high. The monthly sales volume shown above had tens of thousands of pieces.

"You only wear one sweater in winter, not even a replacement. If you buy another one, you can at least replace it. I think this one is quite good, and they all say it is very cost-effective, and this style should look good in it." Ling Yiran said.
Chapter completed!