Ye Lan followed Leng Qingqiu in a daze. He didn't expect that all this would be so easy.
Song Yongzhi accepted it so easily!
Accepted?
If Song Yongzhi didn't cherish Leng Qingqiu so much, shouldn't he be begging the heavens and the earth to separate them?
How come this old antique has such a strong ability to accept things!
Oh my god! This was a bad idea.
Leng Qingqiu saw through the resentment in Ye Lan's eyes at a glance, and he couldn't help but find it funny.
"Why? Did things go too smoothly, beyond your expectations?"
Ye Lan heard the teasing in Leng Qingqiu's words, how could he not know that this traitor was teasing him.
He turned around suddenly, looked at Leng Qingqiu, and said angrily: "You have calculated this!"
Ye Lan's tone was very certain. Why didn't he think of it beforehand?
Leng Qingqiu never does anything without certainty. If he wants to do something, he will definitely get it done.
Leng Qingqiu knew that Ye Lan was angry, but what could she do?
Who told him that she was his wife? If his wife was angry, he had to comfort her himself.
He took Ye Lan's hand and pulled him into his arms.
"You should know better than me who the Sect Leader is."
"Although you used an alias for this sect competition, generally speaking, if you were to become my Taoist partner, your status would naturally be lower than that of the Sect Master."
"He originally looked down on you. After you and I became Taoist partners, you became even less impressive than him. Of course, he's happy about this."
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There is no need to say the rest, no matter how stupid Ye Lan is, he can understand it.
Song Yongzhi, who always puts the interests of the sect first, would never break up the couple under these favorable conditions.
As expected, he was too stupid and naive, and was no match for this old fox.
Regardless, he was still angry!
Ye Lan was so angry that he didn't pay much attention to where Leng Qingqiu took him. When he came to his senses, he found that Leng Qingqiu had actually taken him back to the back mountain of the Sword Sect.
This place is quiet and not many people pass by on weekdays.
But no matter how quiet it was, Ye Lan looked around guiltily.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was indeed no one passing by.
As soon as he looked up, he saw Leng Qingqiu looking at him with a cold face.
He looked very unhappy.
"I'm not very good at it?"
Leng Qingqiu asked with great dissatisfaction.
Ye Lan's radar sounded, and he immediately shook his head like a rattle.
"No, how could it be? If you can't even do it, who else can?"
He rejected it four times in a row with a guilty conscience.
Leng Qingqiu calmed down and looked at Ye Lan for several breaths before patting his waist with one hand.
A Qiankun bag immediately flew out from it.
Leng Qingqiu waved his right hand, and the Qiankun bag flew directly in front of Ye Lan.
"Here are what I've collected in recent years. I'll give them to you. You can spend them if you want, or throw them away if you want."
After saying that, he flipped his right hand again.
Two very delicate, simple and elegant rings suddenly appeared on the palms of my hands.
In the world of cultivating immortals, rings have no other meaning.
But Leng Qingqiu had accidentally heard Ye Lan's thoughts before, and suddenly felt that it was also very good that Ye Lan and he were wearing a ring on their hands that was made by him and engraved with his name.
Ye Lan's eyes had long been attracted by the ring in Leng Qingqiu's hand. To be honest, he had never thought that Leng Qingqiu would give him a ring.
Ye Lan stood there in a daze for a moment.
It was Leng Qingqiu who directly took his hand and put the ring on Ye Lan's ring finger, and only then did Ye Lan come to his senses.
Just as he came back to his senses, he happened to hear Leng Qingqiu say again: "Once you wear my ring, you are mine from now on. You are not allowed to take it off without my permission!"
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