Song Changqing sneered when he heard this: "Abrupt? I don't think it at all! Aren't you and Chen Jie's little girl a good match? I heard that you are still classmates, and you are more familiar with each other, so it is more convenient to enhance your relationship." You know, in my time, it didn't matter whether they knew each other or not, as long as they were the right person. ”

Song Jian finally seized the opportunity to refute and said, "Ancestor, now is no longer the time to propose marriage, you are already OUT." ”

Unexpectedly, Song Changqing showed a look of disdain, and said disdainfully: "Don't think that I can't understand the word ancestor if you add a bird language." Isn't it OUT? Do you really think I'm old, OUT? If that's the case, you're underestimating my ancestors. To tell you the truth, my ancestors have more MM on QQ than you, Weibo is faster than you, WeChat is cooler, the game is better than you, it is Weibo control, it is a WeChat master, or a game master, in a fashionable word, this is called keeping pace with the times. Also, I know many Chinese, learning a foreign language is as simple as eating and drinking, and bird language is nothing. I am more than enough to work as a translator, and I am also the most in-demand simultaneous interpreter. ”

Song Changqing's words made Song Jian almost speechless, and it took him a long time before he came up with such a sentence: "Old Ancestor, what else do you can't do?"

Song Changqing thought for a while and said, "Well, it seems that in addition to having a child, there is nothing else that can't." Only a clang, Song Jian fell to the ground.

However, I heard Song Changqing continue: "Of course, I definitely won't be able to destroy those top-level cultivation techniques, and I won't destroy the heavens and the earth, I'm not as powerful as Wu Lai and Ling Yunzi." ”

Song Changqing suddenly remembered something and said, "Stinky boy, don't divert the topic." You must know that we are cultivators, not ordinary people, and for us, there is no concept of different times at all. In fact, proposing relatives is also a tradition for us in the Huaxia Cultivation Realm, if you don't preemptively start and be attacked by others, it will be too late, and you will regret it when the time comes. Now that the Huaxia cultivation realm is gradually prospering, there are more than a few young and handsome young people, there are excellent young disciples in each sect, although they can't compare to you in terms of cultivation, but they are also a talent, and the future is immeasurable. Now many sects are looking for double cultivators for their excellent disciples. Besides, you are almost thirty years old now, and even your brother Wang Fei is married, but you are still alone, do you still want my ancestor to help you sign up for that non-sincerity?"

Hearing Song Changqing say this, Song Jianjian waved his hand and said, "That's still not necessary." It's just an entertainment show, amusing everyone, can you really find the right person on it? I don't have any interest in the 'female stars' who appear on it with heavy makeup and are extremely glamorous, and I even feel disgusted. Besides, with my family background, looking for those vulgar fans is a blasphemy and insult to our Song family. ”

"That's not it. Chen Jie is not bad, she is the princess of the Chen family, she is as beautiful as a flower, she is the right person with you, and she is Han Xue's sister, what a good choice to kiss and kiss you! Moreover, her father Chen Ping does not object, and he is still very interested in it. Song Changqing tried his best to agitate. Obviously, Song Changqing was extremely satisfied with Chen Jie. Of course, although he was on a whim, he naturally did some investigation. In addition to those sects, there are only the other three major families, but they have been very unhappy with the Qi family and the Liang family before, and the relationship has not been completely eased until now.

Song Jian said noncommittally: "A qiē is a fate, and you can't force it." ”

Song Changqing immediately scoffed: "Cut, if you follow the fate, the daylily will be cold." As I said earlier, happiness is earned by earning, not waiting. If you don't have feelings, if you have more contact, you will gradually develop feelings. Besides, you are all cultivators, and you have a very long lifespan, and some of you have time for the so-called long-distance love run. Women, their faces are very thin, as long as you chase them patiently, you will always catch them. ”

Song Jian was helpless and said, "Okay, you are the ancestor, listen to you." ”

Song Changqing smiled and said, "Boy, that's right! Manly man, what are you afraid of? Are you still afraid that little girl will do something to you? She can't beat you." And if that's the case, then your eyes will grow to the sky. ”

"Ancestor, don't say it, I can't try it?" Song Jian begged for mercy. I didn't expect the old ancestor to be so verbose, of course, Song Changqing was also for his good.

"Well, the key is to be confident. It doesn't matter if it fails, it's not a big deal. Song Changqing taught earnestly.

"Follow the teachings of our ancestors. ”

When Song Jian came to Guanyu Villa, before Wu Lai could scold him, he rushed over, hugged Wu Lai's thigh and said sincerely: "Boss, you are finally out of the customs, I miss you so much!"

Wu Lai subconsciously kicked him directly to the ground, of course, without force, and Song Jian was not injured.

I only heard Wu Lai say like a fly: "Go, go, still miss me, you are the latest, this is what you call missing me? ”

Song Jian complained bitterly: "Boss, I'm far away! If I could teleport like you, I would definitely have come a long time ago." ”

Wu Lai stretched out his index finger, shook it in front of him, and said, "This is not a reason. ”

Song Jianli patted his chest and promised: "Boss, next time I don't dare, I will definitely be on call." ”

Wu Lai's eyes widened, and he said angrily: "There is another time?"

Song Jian hurriedly said: "I promise that there will be no next time." ”

"Forget it, for your sake, let you go this time. If there's a next time, huh, you know. Wu Lai warned.

"Thank you, Boss, for your leniency. Song Jian was about to hug Wu Lai's thighs again, Wu Lai hurriedly dodged and warned viciously again: "Get out, don't do this again, I'm not glass, you have to hug Wang Fei! ”

Wang Fei, who was not far away, fell to the ground with a bang: Why was he shot while lying down?

In short, Wu Lai no longer cares about his late arrival, which makes Song Jian extremely proud: fortunately, he adopted such a strategy, otherwise the boss would definitely not let him go so lightly.