Ling Luoyu flipped through it at random: "So many? But it's really mixed..."

In fact, her mind was thinking about another thing.

It was only an hour's time from Songling's departure to her return.

In an hour, she brought these things back, indicating that she should have another space, or a barrier channel directly leading to the outside world.

Choosing the charcoal pencil for the thrush, Ling Luoyu drew the eyebrows carefully for Songling, then added rouge and powder.

Finally, he took a step back, looked around, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad!"

After receiving the things, she arranged her clothes for Songling, biting her lip and whispering.

"Well, this woman needs to be pleasing to herself! But you can't make up too obvious, otherwise, there will be special marks... If you meet a hypocritical man, you will not like it, but will use too much force, causing him Annoying..."

Feather eyelashes trembled lightly, she looked at Songling faintly.

"Do you think... the living ancestor of your family... does he like the hostess to dress up or not to dress up?!"

"This"

"Or put it this way, what was his former woman like?!"

"His woman?!"

Song Ling's expression trembled visibly, his eyes flickered, and he fell silent for a while.

Ling Luoyu didn't urge either, just carelessly tidying up her clothes, but the light from the corner of her eye locked her eyes, trying to figure out the deep meaning.

After a while, Song Ling seemed to think of something, and suddenly grabbed her hand, his eyes sharpened.

"By the way...well, why would the living ancestor suddenly ask you to be his woman?!"

"I want to know too!!"

Ling Luoyu dismissed his wrists disregardingly, his lips softly.

"Perhaps... I think I look so beautiful..."

In the corner of his eyes, Song Ling's brows wrinkled visibly.

This means that she does not agree with this explanation.

Presumably, before her, there were many beautiful girls who appeared, but none of these people could become a living ancestor.

"or"

Ling Luoyu deliberately prolonged the ending, arranging Songling's cuffs with his fingertips, visibly tugging.

"I look like someone!!"

Song Ling's breath sank sharply: "Looks like..."

She suddenly looked at Ling Luoyu.

Ling Luoyu looked at her at that instant.

From Song Ling's eyes, Ling Luoyu could conclude that she must know something.

Just know! !

As long as you know it, you can have a breakthrough.

just--

"Why? Don't you think I look like someone?!"

Ling Luoyu took a step back, opened his arms and bumped into a circle, and put on another pose.

"Is this familiar? Do you think of anything?!"

Song Ling just looked at her fixedly, but did not speak.

"Why? Haven't remembered yet? Then... Shall I remind you more..."

Song Ling's reaction caused Ling Luoyu to be puzzled.

Look at her appearance, she must know something.

After all, he is someone who has been with his living ancestor for so long!

but

She doesn't seem to know anything, otherwise, at the first sight of her, there will be clues.

But she didn't! !

From their first meeting, she seemed to be seeing a stranger, and there was nothing wrong with it.

If it weren't for the reincarnation of a dramatist and the cover-up was too good, then... she didn't think of anything.