"At least that job makes me feel that I can support myself." Ling Yiran said.

When Yi Jinli heard this, his eyes flashed slightly, and then he smiled slightly, "Then I'll take you to work today." He said, kissed her forehead, then lifted the quilt and walked out of the bed.

"Ah!" Ling Yiran let out a low voice and quickly subconsciously turned off the beginning. Just now... she saw it, saw it!

Her shy look made him smile, and he felt extremely cute.

"Why, don't you like to see it?" He turned around, supported his hands on both sides of the thin quilt on her body, and his warm breathing sprayed on her face.

Ling Yiran's face turned red. His close distance made her look a little nervous and didn't know where to put it, "It's... sorry."

"What's so sorry?" He raised his hand and pulled her hand over, allowing her hand to touch the skin on his chest. "You touched it yesterday and saw it, right? You love me and I love you too. Then it's natural for you to look at my body, unless you think my body is not attractive to you."

"Of course not!" She instinctively rejected, and then as she said this, her face turned redder. God, what was she saying? Although this is the truth, it is too much...

And her palms were full of his warmth.

"That's all right, still, please see me more, okay? I like you to look at me." He murmured, his voice as if he was acting coquettish again.

His voice was like a touching string, and she was undeniably moved by him, and her eyes couldn't help but fall on him.

His body is actually very beautiful, as beautiful as a work of art.

He smiled softly, straightened his body again, and began to change clothes in front of her, but even when he was changing clothes, his eyes were still staring at her.

And she could not look away when she met his gaze.

When he finished dressing, her face turned red, and he took out her clothes from the closet and gently moved to help her change.

"I... can come by myself," she muttered.

"But I like to change it for you, so you will feel like you rely on me more." He said.

She was stunned, "Why do you seem to like me and rely on you?"

"Because the more you rely on, the more you will be inseparable." He said.

She pursed her lips. At this moment, he was squatting in front of her, helping her wear socks. His movements were so gentle and natural, not as the outside world described him.

If it were in the past, Ling would still feel that a man like Yi Jinli should be confident and proud, as if he likes to control everything in his own hands.

But now, she always feels like he is insecure. Even when the two are together, he is always afraid that she will leave, not love him, not forgive him, or something.

Why do people like him feel insecure? Is it because of his mother? Because his mother once betrayed his father, he feels insecure?

Because her mother left him with too much haze?

Just like the scar that could be seen on his chest, he told her that it was caused by his mother pushing him away when she was about to leave him, and the injury almost killed him.
Chapter completed!