Tang Ning didn't understand, didn't understand why Song Qing finally pulled out the Linglong Sword.

It was some trouble that forced him to do it rather lose his mind than lose his mind.

But Tang Ning clearly remembered that the last time he saw Song Qing, he was wearing a wedding dress. Say, he's got what he wants......

She couldn't figure out what was going on.

In Song Qing's story line, there is a large blank space that Tang Ning does not know.

Song Qing didn't say a word about this, thinking that she didn't want her to know.

"If one day, I do something wrong, will the master not want me?" Song Qing clutched Tang Ning's underwear tightly around her waist, and her voice was so low that people couldn't hear it clearly.

He didn't even know what he was doing or what he was saying. I only knew that the overwhelming uneasiness overwhelmed him.

What he desperately wanted to hold onto, might not have existed in the first place. He didn't know why he was so entangled in the tomorrow that had not yet come.

Tang Ning rubbed his chin on the top of Song Qing's head, and asked puzzledly: "Since you know it's wrong, why do you still do it?" ”

"I probably didn't know it at the time." Song Qing was afraid that he would be told that they would not have a future. The tip of his nose rubbed Tang Ning's neck, unable to believe how angry and annoyed Tang Ning would be after knowing the truth.

His slightly trembling eyelashes were stained with tears, and he drilled into Tang Ning's arms in fear.

No one knew how scared he was of leaving Tang Ning. The person he didn't want to deceive and hurt the most was Tang Ning.

But God likes to play tricks on him, and pushed him into an unsolvable game at the beginning. Watch him struggle, sinking deeper and deeper.

Even if one day, Tang Ning learned the truth. began to dislike him, to draw a line with him, old and dead do not get along, and he does not regret it.

That's it, if you can catch it for a day, it's a day.

Heh, if he can meet Tang Ning in this life, what else is there not to be satisfied with.

Tang Ning listened to Song Qing's resentful and aggrieved tone, and couldn't help laughing: "If a person is not a sage, who can do nothing." Even I am not exempt from vulgarity, let alone you. Don't think so much, go to sleep. ”

As long as she can afford it.

Song Qing's fault, she is willing to turn a blind eye.

On a certain level, Song Qing is the catastrophe she must experience. It's like Tang Seng has arrived in the West Heaven and has obtained the true scriptures.

But he forgot to ask the Buddha about the life span of the old turtle, and he was inevitably tossed in the end.

If only Miao Yin hadn't died. Maybe they can also exchange tips on how to avoid robbery.

The wind-blown lanterns outside the window swayed until the sun rose over the horizon, and the servants took them off one by one.

Tang Ning, who woke up, lowered her head and looked intently at Song Qing who was shrinking in her arms. She gently stroked Song Qing's eyebrows, closed eyes, warm nose tip, seductive lips, and finally gently rubbed the arc of his chin.

Speaking from her heart, she has seen a lot of excellent men in the first half of her life. Their appearance, manners, and conversation are all of the highest quality. Even if it's just small talk, you will feel pleasure in the depths of your soul. She has seen gentlemen and gentlemen who are knowledgeable, gentle and polite, and have a degree of advance and retreat. I also dealt with ambitious and calculating businessmen.

Over time, she was raised very badly by her taste. So much so that I instinctively hate those who are stupid, frivolous, vulgar and snobbish, and superficial.

So, why?

Why did she not give up a little bit about Song Qing.

It is true that Song Qing is very beautiful, but it is far from the point where she loses her mind. After all, she has seen too many people who are better than Song Qing.

What's more, Song Qing's temperament is stubborn and sensitive. Like a rabbit in the forest that has been hungry for a few days, it eats carefully while being wary of its surroundings.

At the slightest disturbance, he hid in great fear.

Even if someone told him that it was just a gust of wind, he didn't want to come out.

Come to think of it, it's kind of cute.

"Master......" Song Qing was woken up by Tang Ning's movements. He took Tang Ning's hand and put it on his waist. buried his head in Tang Ning's shoulder socket and muttered in a low voice.

The movements are natural, like a couple who have been married for many years.

Tang Ning gently closed her eyes and hugged Song Qing in her arms. Her eyes were slightly curved into crescent moons, and she smiled warmly: "If you are sleepy, you can sleep again." ”

"Hmm." Song Qing's voice was so light that it couldn't be heard.

After half a pillar of incense, the voice of the maidservant girl came from outside the door: "Master, a few real people let you go to Wuxiangtang." ”

Don't think about it, Tang Ning also knows that it has something to do with Sword Holding Villa. However, the title of head made her a little uncomfortable. She sat up, ready to take a look.

Song Qing only felt that the warmth dissipated suddenly, and the warm peach eyes were a little more unwilling. Reluctantly, he got up with Tang Ning.

He reached out and picked up the robe hanging on the screen, and bowed his head to help Tang Ning dress.

seemed to enjoy the process of serving Tang Ning, as if he was needed.

In addition to daily care, he has no other place to help Tang Ning.

There is no phase.

Tang Ning crossed the threshold and saw three real people, and Tang Siyao was waiting for him.

"Ah Ning is here." Tang Siyao put down the teacup in her hand and turned her head to remind the other three real people.

Now that Tang Ning has been able to take charge on her own, it is time for her to unload her burden.

Chen Chen, a real person in Cuixu, leaned on the back of the chair and looked at Tang Ning's eyes, there was a kind of pride that my family had a female primary.

"Mother, three real people." Tang Ning took a seat under Tang Siyao's signal.

Daoguang Zhenren Xue Ru sat up straight and said, "It's time to set the list of disciples who will go to the Sword Villa." ”

Ziyang Zhenren Bai Yu nodded. She had read the list of candidates sent by Tang Ning, and she had no opinions. After all, there are only a few good seedlings in Lingshan.

What she was worried about was the various changes that might occur after going to Sword Holding Villa this time: "In my opinion, you still go with Ning'er." After all, she's still young, in case she is calculated by those old guys......"

"The position of the head of the house, since I gave it to Ah Ning, naturally I will not take it back. Besides, she is not young anymore, it is time to take on the burden of Lingshan. I've seen the list, so I'll follow her. Tang Siyao chuckled and vetoed.

Since she came back from Tianji Pavilion, she obviously felt that her body was not as good as before. Zhao Qing and Shen Xiao are estimated to be the same as her, but they are also powerless.

No matter what, Tang Siyao decided to let Tang Ning grow, hit the wall, and taste the ups and downs.

She will watch from afar, and when appropriate, she will shield Tang Ning from the wind and block the rain.

She believes that in the near future, Tang Ning will be able to take on great responsibilities, protect Lingshan, and kill demons. Seek for the common people in the world, a stability.

In this way, even if she dies unexpectedly one day, she can rest assured that Tang Ning will face the dangers of the world.

Tang Ning hardly participated in their conversation, just sat silently and listened.

After the Kunlun Mirror recognized the Lord, did he have high hopes for himself?