Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come and Hug

Chapter 888 Stretch out, want to hug (33)

The scroll in front of Yun Fanfan was taken away.

She subconsciously looked up and saw Shen Jing holding a book in one hand and looking down at her.

The black hair in front of her fell onto her cheeks, Yun Fanfan brushed it away with her hand, and called out, "Father?"

When she grew up, she no longer called her father Wang, but changed her name to father.

Although father and father have the same meaning, there is still a little gap between them.

Yun Fanfan wanted to bridge this gap and make the relationship between the two closer.

At first, when he called Shen Jing's father, he was not used to it, but he didn't stop her from calling him that. Gradually, both of them got used to it.

Her fingers were as tender as green onions, when she grabbed his ink hair, there was a different kind of harmonious beauty, as if a drop of ink had fallen on the beautiful jade, and the two blended to set off each other.

When she let go, Shen Jing was still a little disappointed.

Shen Jing hummed softly and lowered his eyes to look at the scroll.

I saw her frowning just now, she must have encountered some difficulty.

Over the years, what he feared did not happen.

The little girl back then has grown into a young girl whom everyone loves, but she is still obedient and obedient.

Yun Fanfan has changed rapidly in these years, but there is no trace of time on Shen Jing.

Originally, the people of the immortal sect and the people of the demon clan had a long lifespan. For them, a hundred years in the human world is just a snap of their fingers. The only difference is that Shen Jing no longer has the heavy hostility on his body.

Even if he hid it well at the beginning, the occasional emotions revealed between his eyebrows and eyes cannot be deceived.

This is also the only thing that Yun Fanfan is proud of. From most of the pattern to only one-third now, she worked hard to be cute and melted the stubborn stone of Shen Jing.

Shen Jing's long eyelashes covered her pale gray pupils, and her voice was soft: "What does Yuner not understand?"

She has always been motivated, although he told her that she doesn't need to work so hard, as long as he is around, he will protect her.

But she never slacked off, but she didn't know why, her cultivation base just didn't increase very much.

It's not that Yun Fanfan doesn't understand something, in fact, she understands almost everything about this book.

What is more worrying is how to look like working hard while not increasing your cultivation base.

But she didn't expect that Shen Jing actually misunderstood and thought she was worried about her cultivation.

Just as Yun Fanfan was about to tell a little lie to hide it, Shen Jing was already sitting beside her.

His right leg was next to Yun Fanfan's left leg, and the cold fragrance began to spread from his body.

He turned his face sideways, and the black hair poured down like silk, and happened to land on the back of Yunfan's drooping left hand, and then slid from the side of the hand to the palm.

With the cold and soft touch, Yun Fanfan grabbed Shen Jing's hair, looked at Shen Jing very seriously, and waited for her answer.

She also approached, stretched out her hand and clicked somewhere on the book.

In fact, she didn't know what that sentence was.

Shen Jing looked at that sentence, and made a tactic, a circle of bright white light appeared on the fingertips.

It is different from the technique he used in the past.

He was trying to use the spells in the books.

With Shen Jing's current cultivation, this kind of technique can't trouble him at all.

While slowing down, he told her how to absorb it.

His voice was soft like the spring breeze in March, and after he finished speaking, those pale gray eyes looked straight at her and asked, "Do you understand?"

If she doesn't understand now, she doubts that Shen Jing will continue.

(End of this chapter)