"Aren't you also very willing? What's the point of being angry if we each get what we need?" He said it in a nonchalant way, which made Nangong Jin even more angry. The only people in the world who could make him feel up and down were him and that little boy.
Beggar.
Seeing that he was so angry that he wanted to strangle himself right now, he shrugged nonchalantly.
Nangong Jin knew that he was also angry with himself, so she simply ignored him and let him do whatever he wanted! Anyway, he was as familiar with this Prince's Mansion as he was at his own home.
"How do you think Yuyou's martial arts training is going? It will be a month in a few days. Have you visited her this month?" He looked at her for a long time and finally expressed his thoughts.
"No." He answered simply and clearly, and then looked at the book again.
"What? You actually said no." Feng Yan could no longer stay still.
"You haven't gone to see it either." He also wanted to see it, but he was afraid that he would take her back and prevent her from suffering. So he simply buried himself in things all day long to prevent his mind from being empty.
Time to miss her.
"I was looking for a mate for Sehu, so I didn't have time, okay?" He said this with a hint of guilt.
Nangong Jin looked at him sharply, as if she could see into his thoughts. She said calmly: "Are you sure? And you, Uncle Feng, want to go somewhere that you don't have time to go to. This is the first time I have heard of it."
Feng Yan felt guilty when he told her for the first time. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear it if he went to see it. He would directly shoot the tiger to death, and then protect Yuyou under his wings to prevent her from being harmed at all.
But Youyou is not as delicate as those women. Although she sometimes looks timid, she is bold, careful, wise, and has her own personality and her own way of doing things. In some ways, she is strong, independent, and self-reliant.
"It will be a month in three days. Let's go and see it together. I believe Saihu is right. Although Saihu is not as good at martial arts as us, he is more cruel than us. As long as that little beggar is still afraid of death, he still wants to
A month is enough to defeat Granny Hua. I also heard that Saihu found a fruit and gave it to her, which increased her internal strength for a hundred years. Don't worry!"
Feng Yan was relieved after hearing that his skill had increased by a hundred years. He had been afraid to come to Nangong Jin recently because he was afraid of hearing some bad news. Seeing that the one-month deadline was coming, he couldn't help but come.
After reading it, "Then did you send her anything to eat?" He still asked.
"I just gave you a change of clothes." He didn't even raise his eyes. He seemed to be reviewing the booklet very seriously, but he still didn't put down the pen. His mind kept wandering about her being in the deep mountains and old forests. Could she be hungry?
Will it get cold? It's almost late autumn now.
Whether he was injured there, whether he cried secretly, and all kinds of possibilities lingered in his mind.
"What? You just sent me a change of clothes." He couldn't sit still anymore and stood up from the soft chair.
He was dissatisfied with his attitude. "You didn't even give me a set of clothes. You have no right to talk to me like this."
"Uncle, didn't I go to find a mate for your stuffed tiger? I put a knife and wild ingredients in it, as well as pills and various healing medicines." He said it himself with a guilty conscience.
"This is the first time I know that Uncle Feng doesn't even have an errand boy."