Something is wrong!
Feng Jing said in disbelief: "You said your name is Ning Yi?"
"Is there anything wrong with this name?" He bent slightly, put one hand on the seat, and easily trapped her in his arms.
Her face turned red again in disbelief, and she tried to squeeze into the corner a little more, hoping to minimize contact with him, but...it seemed to have little effect, she was like a shrunken ostrich, blinking and blinking, pitifully asked, "Can you... sit down and talk to me?"
"Of course." He readily accepted her suggestion and sat up straight, but what followed was that he stretched out his hand and hugged her on his lap easily, just before the scenery could react. At this time, he reached out and touched the top of her head, as if smoothing the fur of a small pet, "What does Fengguang want to tell me?"
She was silent for a long time, and tentatively pushed his hand holding her away, but he put one arm around her waist and held her tighter. He smiled again and asked: "Qingfeng wants to be with me." Say what?"
"I..." She was stiff and didn't dare to move. After learning that this man was the ancestor of the Ning family hundreds of years ago, she panicked. Variety of facts, the words in her mouth turned eighteen corners of the mountain road, she pulled out a stiff smile, "I want to discuss with you about our future married life."
"Does this need to be discussed?" He smiled and took one of her hands, and put a kiss on the back of her hand, "I will cherish you and protect you. This is my duty as a husband."
Hearing this sentence, she was in a delicate mood, and tried to pretend to be very embarrassed, she said tactfully: "But... this is a big marriage, after all, we must pay attention to the orders of the parents and the words of the matchmaker..."
"The scenery means that you are implying that I am going to see my father-in-law and mother-in-law?" He thought for a while, then nodded in agreement, "I see, I will go to see my father-in-law and mother-in-law tonight."
"Don't!" Grabbing his hand in a reasonable way, and realizing that her reaction was too agitated, she tried to regain her composure and said, "That... Maybe your thinking mode is still in ancient times, but we modern people, Those who are under the age of 18 are minors, and women in our Huaxia country can only get married when they are 20 years old, so I think... it's better not to let my parents know about it."
She was very scared. If her parents saw an antique man from hundreds of years ago and said he was their son-in-law, they would probably faint directly.
"So that's how it is." He expressed his understanding very understandingly, and then said calmly: "Then I'll wait until the scenery grows up."
The scenery wants to cry but has no tears, the hole she dug, she has to fill it while crying, she thought of a very important question, which she had to figure out, "You said your name is Ning Yi...then why is the Ning family now Your young master is also called Ning Yi?"
"I don't know the scenery. Although the name of that little baby has the same sound as mine, his name is Ning Yi. Yes, I am Ning Yi. I am playing chess." There was a hint of disbelief in his tone. Yi, "No matter how similar the name is, his talent will never be as good as mine."
To give his grandson a name with the same pronunciation as the ancestor, Mr. Ning also thought that Ning Yi could be like his ancestor, a genius in magic arts. Ning Yi's talent is indeed good, but it is only good. Than, that's still more than a little worse.