nodded again and again, and then raised his finger as Shen Jing did and showed him.

Shen Jing was finally satisfied, and wanted to touch her face as before as a reward, but his gaze fell on her white neck.

The neckline is slightly open, and the neckline is bordered by overlapping petals, which cover part of the skin, but still reveal her collarbone.

Under the delicate collarbone, slight undulations can be faintly seen.

Shen Jing's pupils shrank, as if she suddenly realized that she had grown up.

Even if she is always by her side, there is no distinction between men and women, she is pure white like paper, but he is a person who understands everything.

Eventually, the fingers landed gently on hers.

In order to hide her emotions, Shen Jing rubbed her heavily.

Satisfied, he got up and wanted to leave.

As a result, Yun Fanpan forgot that he was still holding Shen Jing in the palm of his hand, and when he got up, he felt a little pain in the roots, and when he looked down, he saw that she was pinching herself, and she was still dumbfounded.

Yun Fanfan quickly let go, and the ink slid down his fingers.

Yun Fanfan saw that his expression was not quite right, and he had never seen Shen Jing show such an expression in all these years.

Some surprised, more irritable.

Shen Jing was actually a little irritable?

That's a big deal.

Yun Fanpan thought that he had hurt him, and quickly made up for it: "Father is leaving?" ”

Shen Jing felt that this room was very boring, even if the window was open, as long as she saw her, it was a little boring.

Nodding carelessly, just as he was about to leave, he heard her voice behind him.

timid, with a hint of anticipation.

"Is Father going to come over and sleep with Yun'er tonight?"

Shen Jing slept with her most of the time, and rarely went to her palace.

At this time, Shen Jing's mind was very confused, and when she said this, she hesitated, but still refused: "I have something important tonight, Yun'er can sleep by herself." ”

The back was in a hurry, and Yun Fan's face was puzzled.

......

Shen Jing didn't know why he was so nervous.

In fact, he didn't have anything important to do at night, just an excuse.

Shen Jing returned to his palace and sat on the couch, frowning and thinking.

She is now sixteen years old, and according to the age of the world, she is also at the age of marriage.

He had selfishly left her in the Demon Realm, and if he selfishly didn't let her marry, he wouldn't be able to pass his own level.

She grew up in the palm of his hand, if she gets married, she should also find a husband who is worthy of her in terms of ability and appearance, who can love her and spoil her for the rest of her life, and can tolerate her.

Shen Jing's back rested on the edge of the bed, and the ink meandered down.

That husband is best a person from the Demon Realm, mortals have a short lifespan, he doesn't want her to suffer from separation, if she is a person in the Demon Realm, with him behind her back, that person will never dare to bully her.

She is so well-behaved and lovely, she will definitely be a good wife, her husband will definitely like her very much, and one day, she will become a mother and give birth to a child as cute as her.

She will live her life happily ever after.

So what character is he? In the days to come, will you be considered a passerby?

Thinking of this, Shen Jing couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

The blood surged upward, and a mouthful of blood overflowed directly from his lips, dripping down his thin chin onto the moon-white placket.

Like a blooming blood lotus.

His body was reshaped in the Skull Tomb, borrowing the resentment in the Skull Tomb, and the resentment is also a kind of demonic energy.