Chapter 1217 Strategy... Excuse Me, Can You Drive Away Corpses?

Something's wrong!

Feng Guang said in disbelief: "You said your name is Ning Yi?"

"Is there anything wrong with this name?" He bent down slightly, put one hand on the seat, and easily trapped her in his arms.

Her face turned red again, and she tried her best to squeeze into the corner, hoping to have as little contact with him as possible, but...it seemed to have little effect. She was like a shrinking ostrich, blinking pitifully. He asked nervously: "Can you... sit down and talk to me?"

"Of course." He readily accepted her suggestion and sat up straight, but then he reached out his hand and easily held her on his lap, before Feng Guang could react. At that 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 say to me?"

She was silent for a long time, and then tentatively pushed away his hand holding her. As a result, he put one hand around her waist and hugged her tighter. He smiled again and asked, "Fengguang wants to be with me." What are you talking about?"

"I..." She was stiff and didn't dare to move. After learning that this man was the ancestor of the Ning family from hundreds of years ago, she felt guilty. No matter how good-looking he was, it couldn't change the fact that he was The facts about supernatural breeds, the words in her mouth took eighteen turns, and she gave a stiff smile, "I want to discuss with you about our future marriage life."

"Does this need to be discussed?" He smiled, took one of her hands, and kissed the back of her hand. "I will cherish you and protect you. This is my duty as a husband."

Her mood was very subtle when she heard this sentence. She tried her best to pretend to be embarrassed, and she said tactfully: "But... this important matter of marriage, after all, must pay attention to the orders of the parents and the words of the matchmaker..."

"Does Fengguang mean that I am going to see my father-in-law and mother-in-law?" He thought for a while and nodded in agreement, "I understand. I will go to see my father-in-law and mother-in-law tonight."

"Don't!" Fengguang grabbed his hand in a reasonable manner, but realized that her reaction was too exciting. She tried to regain her calm mood and said: "Well... maybe your thinking mode is still in ancient times, but we modern people , those who are under the age of eighteen are considered minors, and women in our country of China can only get married when they are twenty years old, so I think...it would be better not to let my parents know about this first."

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.

"I see." He expressed his understanding very considerately, and said calmly: "Then I will wait until I am mature enough."

Feng Guang was about to cry but had no tears. She had to fill the hole she dug even as she cried. She remembered a very important question, one that she had to figure out, "You said your name is Ning Yi... Then why did the Ning family The current young master is also called Ning Yi?"

"Perhaps Feng Guang doesn't know that although the little boy's name sounds the same as mine, his name is Ning Yi, and I am Ning Yi, the Yi of Yi." There was a trace of disapproval in his tone. Meaning, "No matter how similar the names are, his talent will never be as good as mine."

To give his grandson a name with the same pronunciation as his ancestor, Mr. Ning also wanted Ning Yi to be a magic genius like his ancestor. Ning Yi's talent is indeed good, but it is only good. Compared with his ancestor Ning Yi, Compared to that, it's still a little bit worse.