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

The scroll in front of Yun Fanfan was taken away.

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

The ink hair in front of her fell on her cheeks, and the clouds stretched out her hand widely and yelled, "Father?"

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

Although the father and the father mean the same thing, there is actually a gap between them.

Yun Fanwan wants to close this gap and make the relationship between the two more intimate.

At first, when he called Shen Jing's father, he was still a little uncomfortable, but he didn't stop her from calling that. Later, both of them got used to it.

Her fingers were like tender green onions, and when she grasped his ink hair, there was a different harmonious beauty, as if a drop of ink fell on the beautiful jade, and the two blended together.

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

Shen Jing hummed softly and glanced down at the scroll.

Seeing her frown just now, it should be because of some difficulties.

Over the years, what he worried about did not happen.

The little girl of the year has grown into a girl who is loved by everyone, but she is equally obedient.

The cloud has changed rapidly over the years, but Shen Jing has no trace of time.

Originally, the people of the immortal gate and the demons had a long life span. For a hundred years in the world, for them, it was just a snap. The only difference was that Shen Jing no longer had the heavy hostility at that time.

Even if he was hiding well at the beginning, the occasional emotions between his eyebrows and eyebrows are not deceiving.

This is also the only place Yun Fan is proud of. From most of the patterns to only one-third of the present, she has tried her best to sell cuteness and melted the stubborn stone of Shen Jing.

Shen Jing's long eyelashes covered the pale gray pupils, and his voice was soft: "Where does Yun'er understand?"

She has always been very motivated, although he told her that there is no need to work so hard, as long as he is there, he will shelter her.

But she has never slackened, just don't know why, her cultivation base just doesn't increase much.

It's not that Yun Fanfan doesn't know anything. In fact, she almost understands this book.

What is more worrying is how to work hard while not increasing the cultivation level.

But she didn't expect Shen Jing to misunderstand it, thinking she was worrying about cultivation.

Yun Fanfan just wanted to tell a little lie, and Shen Jing was already sitting next to her.

His right leg was next to the clouded left leg, and his cold fragrance began to spread.

He turned his face, the ink hair pouring down like silk, and it happened to land on the back of his left hand that was drooping with clouds, and then slid from the side of the hand to the palm of his palm.

With a cold and soft touch, the cloud caught Shen Jing's hair, and then looked at Shen Jing very seriously, waiting for her answer.

She approached, reaching out and tapping somewhere on the book.

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

Shen Jing read the sentence, pinched a tactic, and a ring of bright white light appeared on his fingertips.

It's different from the spells he used in the past.

He is trying to use the spells in the books.

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

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

The voice was like a spring breeze in March, softly and softly. After he finished speaking, his pale gray eyes looked straight at her and asked, "Do you understand?"

If she doesn't understand at this moment, she suspects that Shen Jing will continue.