Chapter 894 Reach Out, Want to Hug (34)

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He nodded again and again, and then, like Shen Jing, raised his finger and showed him.

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

The neckline is slightly open, and there are overlapping petals on the edge of the neckline. The petals cover part of the skin, but still reveal her collarbone.

Under the delicate collarbone, slight ups and downs can be vaguely seen.

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

Even though she is always by his side, there is no difference between male and female, she is pure white like paper, but he is a person who understands everything.

Finally, fingers fell gently on her hair.

In order to cover up her emotions, Shen Jing rubbed her hair heavily.

Satisfied, he got up and wanted to leave.

As a result, Yun Fanfan forgot that he was still holding Shen Jing's hair in his palm, and when he stood up, he felt a little pain at the root of his hair, and when he looked down, he saw that she was pinching her hair with a dazed expression on her face.

Yun Fanfan quickly let go, and the black hair slid down between his fingers.

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

A little surprised, more annoyed.

Shen Jing is actually a little irritable?

This is incredible.

Yun Fanfan thought that he hurt him, so he quickly made up for it: "Father is leaving?"

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

He nodded indiscriminately, and just as he was about to leave, he heard her voice behind him.

Timidly, with a hint of hope.

"Is father coming to sleep with Yun'er tonight?"

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

At this moment, Shen Jing's mind was in a mess. Hearing what she said, he hesitated for a while, but still refused: "I have something important tonight, so Yun'er can sleep by herself."

With a hurried back, Yun Fanfan looked puzzled.

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

In fact, he had nothing important to do at night, it was just an excuse.

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

She is now sixteen years old, and if calculated according to the age of the world, she has also reached the age of marriage.

He had already selfishly left her in the Demon Realm. If he continued to selfishly prevent her from marrying, he would not be able to pass that test himself.

She was raised in his hands all the time. If she were to marry, she should find a husband who was worthy of her in ability and appearance, who would love her, spoil her, and tolerate her for the rest of his life.

Shen Jing leaned back against the edge of the bed, her black hair winding down.

The husband had better be from the Demon Realm, mortals have a short lifespan, and he didn't want her to suffer the pain of being separated. If he was from the Demon Realm, with his backing, that person would never dare to bully her.

She is so cute and cute, 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 who is as icy and lovely as her.

She will live happily ever after.

So what is his role? In the days to come, is it considered a passerby?

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

Blood qi surged up, a mouthful of blood spilled directly from his lips, and dripped down his thin chin onto the moon-white skirt.

Like a blooming blood lotus.

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