Ling Luoyu looked at it at will: "so much? But it's really mixed... "
In fact, her mind is thinking of another thing.
It was only an hour to leave Songling and return to her.
In an hour, she came back with these things, indicating that she should have another space, or a direct access to the outside world.
Selected the charcoal brush of thrushi, Ling Luoyu carefully drew eyebrows for Songling, and filled her with rouge and powder.
Finally, he took a step back, looked at it and nodded with satisfaction.
"Not bad!"
After receiving the things, she arranged the clothes for Songling again, biting her lips and murmuring.
"This woman, please yourself! But also can't make up too obvious, otherwise, will have the mark specially If you meet a man who is sentimental, you will not like it, but you will exert too much force, which will cause his annoyance... "
Feather eyelashes quiver, she looks at the pine tomb.
"Do you think The living ancestor of your family Do you like dressing or not? "
"This..."
"Or to put it this way, what was his former woman like?"
"His woman?"
Songling's face was obviously trembling, and her eyes flashed slightly. For a time, she fell into silence.
Ling Luoyu did not urge, but casually arranged her clothes. The light from the corner of his eyes locked her eyes and tried to figure out the meaning of it.
After a moment, Songling seems to think of something, suddenly grabbed her hand, eyes sharp up.
"By the way How could the living ancestor suddenly ask you to be his woman? "
"I want to know, too!"
Ling Luoyu unconcerned to break open the wrist, cloud light breeze light Nu lip.
"Maybe I think I'm beautiful... "
In the afterglow of his eyes, Songling's brow was obviously wrinkled.
This means that she does not agree with this explanation.
There must have been many pretty girls before her, but none of them could be a living ancestor.