"Or, you would rather watch him and other women affectionately, but also bear this kind of painful pain and stay with her?!"

"I"

"Sister Songling, why do you embarrass yourself and torture yourself like this?? Haven't you thought about it... Maybe after you lifted the veil between you, the living ancestor suddenly discovered that your status is already so important. He can't do without you..."

Song Ling stared at her suddenly, obviously moved.

"Actually, the fate of this world lies in your hands...As long as you grasp a little bit, you may seize the fate and the happiness of a lifetime... But if you let this fate follow your guidance The tip slips away...maybe you will miss it forever for a lifetime...some opportunities...missed, there will be no more..."

Ling Luoyu looked at Songling's eyes faintly, his voice was infinitely gentle, and his eyes were soft.

"Sister Songling, do you want to wait to miss the fate, or take advantage of the fate... and try to catch it?!"

Song Ling's breathing became more rapid, and he unconsciously licked his dry lips: "I...what should I do?!"

Ling Luoyu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Ok! !

Finally on the set! !

Otherwise, she would have spent so much of her tongue!

"Easy!! Go to him and tell him your most secret love...no man will refuse the love of a woman...and she is a woman who has been with him for many years..."

Ling Luoyu patted Songling's shoulder lightly with his hand, smiling like a spring breeze.

"I am here waiting for your good news..."

A three-person game is better than a two-person chase.

Regardless of the relationship between the living ancestor and Songling, it was better than she faced the living ancestor alone.

Therefore, Ling Luoyu tried his best to pull Songling into the water.

Fortunately, the result is good!

Song Ling had already had love for his living ancestors first, but now that he was burned with such a fire, he had to let go.

As long as she fights, no matter what the result is, it can ease the relationship between her and her living ancestor.

Even if the living ancestor still treats him as always, with Songling this "little third" in it, after all, it is not so comfortable.

She comforted herself in a low voice for a long time before sending Songling away.

"Sister Songling... Don't blame me for my dark heart... But I also really want to make some happiness for the rest of your life... Rather than being ignorant of a man's heart, it's better to let him know, everyone feels uncomfortable together..."

In the quiet hall, Songling entered with tea.

When he saw the man sitting on the railing, he paused involuntarily, and his breathing became obvious.

The living ancestor still painted a portrait of a woman there, but the woman in the portrait already had a face.

As if perceiving Songling's hesitation, he picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, then stroked it gently.

"What's wrong? So cramped today? Is there something wrong?!"

Song Ling's heart jumped slowly for a while: "No...nothing!"

After speaking, he gritted his teeth secretly.

Really owe it! !

Isn't it the best time to tell things? !

But she's better-

"It's okay, why do you stand there in a daze? Is it possible that the tea is too hot and it will burn me?!"

"Not..."

Songling lowered his eyes, came slowly, and put down the tea cup.