Although Ye Jingning would not accompany Ye Ying all the time, he always paid attention to her condition, and when he saw that she was unhappy, he appeared beside her and asked softly:

"Xiaoying, what's wrong with you?"

"Master!" Ye Ying threw herself into Ye Jingning's arms and cried loudly. "Master, if one day Xiaoying is not pure, will you dislike Xiaoying?"

"Of course not, the master will always guard Xiaoying and never give up. Ye Jingning's voice was so gentle that it had a soothing magic.

"Master, you're the best. Ye Ying smiled sweetly.

When she was in the worst mood, she was always used to subconsciously looking for Ye Jingning.

The word master has almost become Ye Ying's spell.

From the age of ten to fourteen, it was more than a thousand years in the Divine Phoenix Domain, Ye Ying was a little genius, and he had advanced to the peak of the Spirit Venerable two years ago, and the scribe had also obtained the Xuan level.

But the more she grew up, the more scared she became. The way Ye Nian looked at her and the way Qin Molin looked at her, they all let her know that she was the Feng Xingying in their mouths.

Even when the master looked at her, she knew that he treated her as a star shadow.

Especially when Qin Molin's hot lips ignited the flame in her heart, Feng Xingying was even more frightened, she was afraid that she would be like a moth to a fire, desperately throwing herself into Qin Molin's arms.

She actually wanted to know, was it really like kissing Qin Molin, or would she be like someone else?

"Master, we often hear rumors about our ancestors, they all worship our ancestors, tell me about them again. ”

"Okay. As soon as Feng Xingying was mentioned, Ye Jingning had endless words, and his eyes were very bright.

"Master, do you like Shizu?"

"......" Ye Jingning's eyes dimmed: "Me and her, missed it." I thought that if I could have been born a little earlier than her, if I had met her earlier, maybe I would have been qualified to stand by her side and be the man who protected her. ”

"So master, you actually don't have a love for your ancestor between men and women, but just worship? Qin Molin said that if you like someone, you will want to be with her all the time and hold her in your arms. Xiaoying also subconsciously said such words.

Who knew that Ye Jingning suddenly hugged her in his arms, hugged her very tightly and tightly, and was about to suffocate.

It was a kind of thing that was almost desperate to grasp something that was destined to be ungraspable.

Xiaoying was very quiet and let him hold him, without resisting, but also did not hug him with his backhand.

Her mind was very chaotic, full of Qin Molin's face, as well as his deep and painful eyes, and the hot feeling of his hot lips on her lips.

Xiaoying's face was hot, she didn't know why she was thinking about this, but she couldn't control her emotions.

She originally wanted to see what the master's kiss would feel like, and whether it would be different from Qin Molin.

But at this time, she was a little resistant, how could she think of resisting her master?

But the master's mood seemed to be really sad at this time, and she didn't know how to comfort him in a panic. So let him hold it.

The master's embrace was very hard, warm, and warm. But Xiaoying's mind was full of Qin Molin, his mind was full of what Qin Molin said, and his mind was full of his desperate eyes and hot affection.

He was like a flame, burning and melting her, making her forget herself.

At this time, Ye Jingning suddenly made up his mind.

"Xiaoying, marry me. Ye Jingning suddenly picked up her little face.