Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

When he finished admiring the clouds and looking back at Shen Jing, Shen Jing was sitting on the grass.

The light blue robes were spread out, and there was no sense of conflict with the green grass, and the ink hair was swaying by his side, like an ink painting.

The blushing lips and white face are just like painted colors, very magnificent.

His eyes fell into the distance, seeming to be distracted.

Yun Fan walked to him and called him a few times.

Shen Jing came back to his senses when he heard her voice. When he looked at her, there was not even a trace of fluctuations in those pale gray eyes, as if he was looking at a dead thing.

He at least saw her having a cup of tea, and his eyes gradually became emotional.

Shen Jing patted her side and motioned her to sit down.

Yun Fanfan sat next to him, his clothes next to Shen Jing's clothes.

Shen Jing asked: "What's wrong?"

It is still a gentle and gentle tone, like a fragrant wine, which is endlessly memorable.

Yun said with a milky voice, "I should ask my father."

As she said, her cheeks bulged slightly, as if holding her breath.

"I was called Father Father just now, and Father did not seem to hear him. What did Father think?"

The little girl is also very cute when she is muffled, her delicate lips are pressed together, her eyes are big and bright, and her eyelashes are like butterflies perching on the branches, as if flying away in the next second.

Shen Jing thought of the unpleasant things before, but said in an understatement: "It's nothing, just think of some people and things, thinking about the cycle of cause and effect, and repaying."

The tone remained the same, but Yun Yun suddenly heard a somewhat gloomy feeling.

You don't need to think about it anymore. What Shen Jing is thinking about is Gu Yu, and those colleagues who know what Gu Yu wants to do, but don't say a word.

Seeing that she could hold her breath, she could only say that Shen Jing's temper was good.

Yun Fanfan hugged Shen Jing's arm and acted like a baby: "Father, don't think about these unhappy things."

After finishing speaking, he blinked and smiled at Shen Jing again.

This smile, like the sun sprinkled on the lake, was dazzling and dazzling, making people unable to look directly.

Shen Jing sneered in her heart. If she knew that she was talking about her biological father, if she knew what kind of role she was in this story, and what role she played, I was afraid... Got it.

He stretched out his hand, stroked her hair, and nodded slightly: "Well, Father understands."

The two chatted here for a while, and Shen Jing took her back.

I don’t know if this trip has touched the bad memories in Shen Jing’s heart. Shen Jing said to her: "Father may not have time to accompany you tonight. Will Yun'er sleep by himself? Tomorrow Father will take you to the city. Play between."

When Shen Jing said this, his brows and eyes were deeply apologetic.

Such a man, showing such an expression, will make anyone feel soft.

But this was her coming here, and Shen Jing didn't sleep with her for the first time.

Yun Fanfan nodded like a good baby, and promised: "Father, rest assured, Yuner will take care of herself."

Shen Jing retracted his gaze and left here soon.

He returned to his palace and ordered a table of wine to come in.

Whenever he thinks of Gu Yu, he thinks of his years in the Skeleton Tomb. Every day he hates Gu Yu. The pain is far less than being betrayed by someone close to him. Pain.

Sooner or later, he wants Gu Yu to taste this kind of pain, and he wants Gu Yu to suffer thousands of times more than him.