Feng Yin listened to his understatement, and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up sincerely: "Awesome!" Big guy. ”

Zhang Yiming: "Poof, what is this?" Day-to-day operation is okay. ”

Feng Yin said half-jokingly: "Then in the future, I will hold on to the big guy's thick legs." ”

"You don't have to hug me, I'll find the toughest thread to tie you to me."

Zhang Yiming also looked at her half-jokingly, and the corners of his lips raised a smile, "You don't have a chance to let it go." ”

When the words fell, the two looked at each other and smiled.

After a short pause, Feng Yin's expression became serious: "Hey, you didn't show much talent in the academy before, and suddenly you are so high-profile, won't it be a problem?" ”

Feng Yin knew through memory that although the original Zhang Yiming was also talented, he was not as demonic as he showed now.

After all, although he continued to study after rescuing Feng Yin, with the change of dynasties, his studies stopped at showing off his talents.

Later, he married a wife and had children, and the pressure became more and more intense, so he had to find a job as a master in the county town to teach at a college.

Now that Zhang Yiming has suddenly performed so well, it is inevitable that he will not get into trouble for himself.

Of course, Zhang Yiming understood what she was worried about, and chuckled: "Don't worry, what I showed is the ability that Song Ruren can accept." ”

Hearing him say this, Feng Yin secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good." ”

"So, you can send a few children to study in the city tomorrow?"

Feng Yin looked at him expectantly, "When will Shu Yu send it?" ”

Zhang Yiming: "It's okay, just pay the tuition and miscellaneous fees for the children first." ”

"As for the restraint for Ruren, when I am healed and can move freely, I can send it when I visit the door in person."

Feng Yin: "Wouldn't this be inappropriate?" ”

"No, it won't."

Zhang Yiming soothed, "Since Ruren has received a lot of gifts from several children, he won't be so careful. ”

"Okay."

Feng Yin responded, "You know more about these things than I do, since you think it's okay, I won't ask more." ”

……

"Boom."

In the middle of the night, Feng Yin was awakened by such a sound.

Beside him, Zhang Yiming also opened his eyes and looked at Feng Yin.

The light was dim, but both found each other awake.

Zhang Yiming called softly: "Feng Yin? Awake? ”

Feng Yin made a very soft "um" sound, raised his head slightly to look in the direction where the voice came from, and lowered his voice and said, "It's from outside our window." ”

This time, Zhang Yiming let out a soft hum, indicating that he also heard it.

After a short whispered exchange, both of them tacitly agreed not to speak again, only quietly listening to the movement outside.

"Hmm~Hmm~"

There was an ethereal snort outside the window, which you couldn't hear if you didn't listen carefully.

Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming looked at each other in the dark, even if they could only see the slight glitter of their eyes, they could feel each other's gaze.

At this moment, Feng Yin's hand was silently held by the big hand.

She struggled and didn't break free, and Feng Yin was about to make a voice to let the man go, when she felt the traces of fingertips in her palm.

It's crispy, itchy, and it's awkward.

Feng Yin shook his hand, trying to stop his movements, but found that it was useless.

He continued to write and draw with his fingertips, and his movements were a little eager.

Feeling this, Feng Yin instantly understood that it was not a man who wanted to take advantage of himself.

She couldn't help but calm down, closed her eyes and carefully felt the strokes in her palm: "Quiet! ”

After confirming this word, Feng Yin nodded at Zhang Yiming's side.

The latter, apparently seeing the shaking of her head, stopped his fingertip movements and wrote, "Hold your ground first." ”