"It's delicious. Yishu·y?k?an?s?h?u?·c?om?" Feng Xingying had a good temper no matter how she looked at it, and even gave him a bright smile.

The boy asked with satisfaction and bright eyes: "Mr. Feng, I heard you are only sixteen years old?"

"Yes." Feng Xingying nodded while eating.

Feng Xingying was very strict with the food of Qin Molin. He was basically allowed to eat by himself and was not allowed to eat outside. If he occasionally tasted other flavors of food, Feng Xingying turned into a foodie.

And this child is also a good boy, and he even took the initiative to help Feng Xingying peel shrimps.

Feng Xingying also felt at ease when eating. This is the students' respect for the teacher. The things are small, and her gold-like heart moved her.

"Mr. Feng, I will be eleven next year."

"Um."

"I'm only five years younger than you."

"oh."

Feng Xingying's answer was very perfunctory, and the food was tempting.

Ye Jingning, regardless of whether Feng Xingying listened carefully or not, still said his thoughts loudly:

"Mr. Feng is the first person who understands my feelings, and is my confidante, so I will protect you for the rest of my life. In the future, no matter if Mr. Qin or anyone bullies you, you will sue me, and I will definitely protect you."

Feng Xingying was halfway through eating, a little stunned. She looked up at the excited look of the boy, and finally nodded mechanically:

"Oh, okay. But why do you protect me?"

"I will work hard! You can wait and see." After that, the little guy turned around proudly and ran away like a flying one.

"Haha, what a cute little guy. Fortunately, Qin Molin is not here, otherwise it would be another bloody incident." Feng Xingying shook his head helplessly.

As a confidante, Feng Xingying naturally would not be serious about a child who was less than eleven years old and would continue to eat her food heartlessly.

Little did she know why she said to me that it stimulated the growing heart of a young man.

After he ran out of Feng Xingying's yard, he stopped calmly and stared at a short distance: "Grandpa, I know you're still there."

"Little guy, that's amazing."

"Grandpa, was it true that you said last year that you wanted to find a few skilled gentlemen for me?"

"Of course it's true."

"Then let them teach me now, but I won't become a disciple. In my life, I will only recognize Xingying as a master."

The fifth elder was about to tease his precocious grandson, but suddenly the little guy was more mature than he thought, so he could only nod in the way he treated adults:

"Okay, just tell grandpa what you want. Even if you want to marry Feng Xingying, grandpa will do it for you. Remember, grandpa will always support you."

"Thank you, grandpa. Please don't make things difficult for Mr. Feng. I will try my best to become stronger and make Mr. Feng look at me with admiration. Grandpa Don't worry, I have received the kindness of my family. When I grow up, I will repay you."

The fifth elder really knocked over the Five Flavors Bottle at this moment, not sure whether it was joy or sorrow.

My grandson grew up and had more ideas than adults. This is a good thing, but why did my grandson, who had just raised, think about others all the time?

Later, Feng Xingying also noticed that Ye Jingning was the hardest-working boy she had ever seen, and she wanted to stretch the strings tightly every day.

As for the day when he said that Feng Xingying was his confidante, he had been automatically filtered out by Feng Xingying long ago. A little bit too much, his idea was simple.

Feng Xingying only taught him in the general direction from the perspective of a strict teacher and arranged courses for him, but he would not do many things himself. He was just her student, not a personal disciple.
Chapter completed!