Chapter 682 Exchange

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Tu Shanling gradually put away her murderous intention, but Ye Feng just looked at Qing Ni in the distance and said softly: "Don't kill me anymore."

Tu Shanling was very embarrassed. She had misunderstood Ye Feng in the first place, but she still had to blame Ye Feng for speaking so unclearly. Feeling embarrassed and annoyed, she was just trying to find some lines to reply to him when she suddenly heard Ye Feng's calm voice coming again.

"Miss Ling'er, if one day in the future I betray Qing'er, please kill me."

Tu Shanling looked at Ye Feng with a calm face in disbelief. She didn't understand why Ye Feng said this. Could it be because he liked three women? In this world, there are many strong men with three wives and four concubines. No one cares about so-called She couldn't figure out what was in Ye Feng's mind, so she simply stopped thinking about it. After a moment, she said: "You are too strong, I can't kill you even if I want to."

Ye Feng did not look at Tu Shanling, but said calmly after a long time: "Miss Ling'er, I will give you the qualification to kill me. Then you will definitely be able to kill me."

Tu Shanling felt a little uncomfortable for some reason. She didn't understand why she felt this way, but this feeling made her feel bored and uncomfortable. She didn't want to stay here anymore.

"Pig, I don't understand what you are talking about!" Tu Shanling rose into the air irritably and turned into a stream of light and flew away. When he was in the air, he deliberately stepped on the tree trunk where Ye Feng was sitting. But how could Ye Feng fall without weight? Just sitting in the air, Ye Feng glanced at Tu Shanling's fading light, smiled and closed his eyes.

This time Tu Shanling really left, and Ye Feng's clone slowly turned into a point of light, and the clone was released.

. . .

To be honest, Ye Feng has probably said nearly 4,000 classical Chinese verses of praise. From Tang poetry to Song poetry and Yuan music, Ye Feng has taken over all of them. He has used them in all four major classics. It is really difficult for him. When the clone explained to Tu Shanling, the main body was naturally aware of the conversation with Tu Shanling. Since the last sentence had to be said anyway, and it was said in front of Tu Shanling, wouldn't it be too stupid not to say it directly to the person involved. But it seemed that this last sentence was very useful, and finally made Qing'er's endless asking behavior temporarily stop. Otherwise, Ye Feng really doesn’t know what to do next.

When Ye Feng saw Qing Ni, he stopped saying "there's more" and just stood there with his head lowered, knowing that maybe he had gone too far. So he held Qingni's hand. After all, he was here to send her back. Since she no longer forced herself to "memorize" those poems praising women's beauty, it was time to continue sending her back.

The two of them were walking side by side just now, but this time the distance between their shoulders was even wider, but the difference was that they were not holding hands at the beginning. But at this moment, they were holding hands, and both of them turned their heads to the outside. They were speechless all the way, but the difference is that this time the atmosphere between the two of them is no longer so cold, but there is a kind of warmth brewing.

Suddenly Ye Feng felt that Qing Ni was holding his hand a little stronger. Maybe Qing Ni didn't feel anything, but Ye Feng knew very well that Qing Ni's physical strength was invincible in the same realm. This was probably because he was the one who guided her. , and the power used to guide the way is not spiritual energy, but Yuan Qi, which has a miraculous effect on strengthening the physical body. So it’s entirely my own fault that I can’t live without it.

"Feng, I think you are thinking of something very rude," Qingni said sharply.

"Where...where is it?" Ye Feng sweated slightly, and couldn't help but feel that women's intuition was sometimes too sharp, and it was definitely better than his own ability to see through.

"Feng, I want to ask you, are the three words you just said sincere? Or did you just say that because you don't want to endorse it anymore?" Qing Ni asked, and Ye Feng could feel it from Qing Ni's hand. There was hesitation.

"Miss Ling'er has been eavesdropping just now." Ye Feng said

"Miss Ling'er?" Qingni asked a little warily.

Ye Feng said calmly, "If you call her Sister Ling'er, wouldn't it be the most reasonable for me to call her Miss Ling'er?" Ye Feng also changed his words out of this consideration.

"Indeed," Qing Ni accepted Ye Feng's explanation.

After that, Ye Feng recounted the conversation he had just had with Tu Shanling from beginning to end in detail, including the discussion of whether Ye Feng would still love Qing Ni if Qing Ni turned ugly.

"I won't become ugly when I get older, right?" Qingni said with a smile.

"I will definitely grow old before you. Just don't dislike me when the time comes." Ye Feng said calmly

"Feng, can I listen to you say those three words again?" Qingni said this sentence almost subconsciously, but as soon as she said it, she immediately regretted it, "Oh, I said it wrong, you don't want to I care." After all, in a daughter's house, it is indeed a bit too bold for a man to say he loves her. When she shyly walked forward quickly and wanted to escape Ye Feng for a while, Qing Ni forgot that she was holding hands with Ye Feng at the moment. As they were pulling forward and backward, Qing Ni was pulled back unconsciously. Her figure was a little unsteady, Ye Feng hurriedly held Qing Ni's other hand with his other hand, and supported her.

"I'm sorry for being abrupt," Qingni said with an embarrassed blush.

Under the gentle moonlight, Qingni's peerless face, which was already as beautiful as a fish and a wild goose, and a flower shy of the moon, became even more beautiful, delicate and charming. The bright moon in the sky could only be eclipsed at this moment. The blush on her cheeks made Qingni look even more shy, beautiful and endearing.

Ye Feng looked at the beauty with gentle eyes, smiled and shook his head, and said softly: "You are my wife, no matter how many times you want to hear it, I will always say it."

Ye Feng held Qing Ni's hands tightly and said seriously: "Qing'er, I love you. Although I am stupid sometimes and don't know how to make you happy with the nicest words in the world, I just love you. I want to be nice to you, so I can't help but be nice to you. Although I am also nice to other people, like Linglong, Yunxi, Tu Shanling, Youji, etc. I like their kindness, but my kindness to you is special. Yes, it is love. To like is to build a standard based on one's own cognition, and to find the suitable person within this standard who can make one happy. But love can break all the established standards and overturn all the rules and regulations. Even if you are unhappy, you are willing to do so. Like is a choice after weighing the pros and cons, and is appreciation based on rationality and objectivity. Love is an unswerving decision, and it is paranoia under emotional subjectivity. Like is enjoyment, while love is more about acceptance.

So I give you the rest of my life, and in exchange, you give me the rest of your life, okay? "

At this moment, Qingni stared at Ye Feng affectionately, with tears in her eyes. So Qing Ni threw herself into Ye Feng's arms, feeling infinitely shy.

"good!"

Ye Feng gently kissed her delicate red lips

. . .

Under the bright stars and the bright moon in the sky, in the moonlight, the peerless talent and beauty kissed each other.