The beautiful woman was slightly moved, but she still hardened her heart and said indifferently, "
"Daoist priest Li, I'm old enough to be your mother. In another ten or twenty years, I'll be old and frail, while you'll still be in your Prime.
you and I are just passers-by in each other's lives. Let's make things clear today. You and I are cut off from each other and have nothing to do with each other.
Li lingsu giggled and wrapped her arms around him, one hand around her waist and the other around her wrist.
"I have no parents since I was young and was raised by my master. I also want to know what it feels like to be loved by my mother. Since you don't want me to be your lover, then I'll be your son."
The beautiful woman was embarrassed and angry. Her beautiful eyebrows were tightly furrowed, as if she was about to get angry.
Suddenly, li lingsu grabbed her hand and pressed it against her chest. Her expression and tone were sincere and meaningful.