Because of the tension, the tea cups swelled up, and the tea water overflowed, spilling onto the portrait.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Songling quickly put down the teacup and wiped the tea from the portrait with his hands.

But at that moment, her hands suddenly froze-

"This is……"

The woman in the portrait turned out to be Ling Luoyu.

She has been with her living ancestors for so many years and knows his habits.

When he paints portraits of a woman, he never paints a face.

But this time, she actually had the appearance of a woman.

And this woman is still Ling Luoyu!!

The hand of the living ancestor suddenly stopped at that moment, and his brows were obviously frowning with displeasure.

"Songling, what's wrong with you?!"

"I……"

"You have always been quick and easy to do things, and you have never been so frivolous. Why are you so busy today?!"

The living ancestor slowly put down his brush and looked at Songling who was cleaning up the portrait.

"Is something wrong?"

Songling's movements were obviously paused: "No...no..."

"That's what you're worried about!!"

The living ancestor slowly raised his hand and pressed Songling's hand.

"Tell me, what's wrong?"

The moment his hand covered Song Ling's hand, her body trembled significantly, and she raised her head in horror.

"I……"

She wants to say!

I want to say everything according to Ling Luoyu's wishes!

But when those words really come to my mouth, I don’t know what to say.

Especially under the gaze of his eyes, I didn't know what to say.

Her appearance made the living ancestors frown.

"What's wrong?! What happened?"

"fine……"

Songling suddenly withdrew his hand and knelt there in a little at a loss.

"Songling, you have never been like this before... Something must have happened! Tell me, what happened?!"

The more Songling didn't say it, the more suspicious the living ancestors became.

"It shouldn't be...that Miss Ling bullied you, right?"

"Miss Ling..."

Songling's heart suddenly hurt and he raised his head suddenly.

"Isn't it drunk rouge?!"

The pupils of the living ancestors inexplicably shrank: "Songling... Can you call the name Zui Yanzhi?!"

Songling's heart seemed to be stabbed by something, and it hurt so much: "Yes... I don't deserve to call her name, but now I want to know... who is the girl Ling I serve?!"

She slowly lowered her eyes and her eyes fell on the portrait.

"You have painted a portrait of your life for a living ancestor, but today you suddenly have a look... and it's still her appearance... What's going on? Is it really like she said, you treat her as a drunken rouge?!"

"Since you already know, why do you have to ask again?!"

The eyes of the living ancestors were obviously unhappy.

"Songling, you have always been a cautious person. What's wrong with this today? Why are you so presumptuous!?"

"I'm not being presumptuous, I just expressed my doubts... Living ancestors, in your heart... Who is she??"

"Does anyone have anything to do with you? Are you qualified to ask the most?!"

The living ancestor suddenly brushed his sleeves and brushed everything on the table down.

"Songling, you are becoming more and more presumptuous now..."

"I'm not presumptuous, I just want to know!!"

Songling's voice suddenly increased a lot, not as warm as before.

"I want to know, she is yours...and I, who is yours..."
Chapter completed!