Song Lingyu was already really drunk, but she still stubbornly rushed towards Tao Ran.
Tao Ran saw Song Lingyu suddenly rushing in. She had questioned him for lying to her and then charged towards him aggressively. So his first reaction was to think that there were too many instances where he lied to Song Lingyu. So which one was Song Lingyu talking about?
It happened that Song Lingyu had already rushed over, so Tao Ran didn't even think about it and turned around to avoid Song Lingyu.
His avoidance made Song Lingyu look tragic. She couldn’t stand firmly in the first place, and it was no problem to pounce on Tao Ran, but when Tao Ran avoided her, she fell with her face flat on the ground.
"Ah oh!"
Song Lingyu screamed and fell to the ground, unable to get up.
Tao Ran sweated. If someone saw him letting a girl fall to the ground, he would definitely be scolded as inhuman.
Tao Ran bent down to pull Song Lingyu, and Song Lingyu let him pull her up without moving. When Tao Ran supported her and intended to let her sit down, she fell into Tao Ran's arms, wrapping her arms around Tao Ran's neck.
This posture was really not very elegant. Tao Ran said stiffly, "Take your hands away. I can punish you for the crime of disrespecting your elders."
"Then I'll be punished." Song Lingyu said drunkenly with resentment, "Punish me for what? Punish me to bring your favorability to 100%?"
"Huh?" Tao Ran was really surprised. "How did you know?"
Song Lingyu's mind was in a state of confusion. How could she hear Tao Ran's question clearly? Even if she could hear it clearly, she might not necessarily understand what it meant. She leaned against Tao Ran's arms, her arms wrapped around Tao Ran's neck, and she burst into tears.
Tao Ran's fingers were numb. He was most afraid of women crying. As soon as Song Lingyu cried, he didn't know what to do, "Why are you crying? Although I lied to you to be your grandfather, I didn't hurt you, did I? If it wasn't for my help, you wouldn't have cultivated to the point where you're at now?"
"You are a bad person." Song Lingyu's cold tears fell on the bare skin of Tao Ran's neck, "You know you were bullying me. Is it fun to bully me?"
Whether Tao Ran was holding Song Lingyu in his arms or not, it was true that he was wrong. It was better to ask her to blame him when she was sober, but she was in a daze now. If Tao Ran told her that she was not making any sense, he didn't know what would happen.
In desperation, Tao Ran bent down and picked Song Lingyu up. He was a Yuanying cultivator and did not need to sleep. Even if he was lying on the bed, he just changed his position and closed his eyes. Therefore, Luofu's people did not prepare a bed for his wooden house. Tao Ran put the three futons together and put Song Lingyu on them to lie down.
Song Lingyu let her body up, but her arms still did not leave Tao Ran's neck.
Tao Ran could only maintain this helpless squatting posture and smiled bitterly, "If you don't let go, I'll hit you."
Song Lingyu looked at the face of the Patriarch who was close at hand. The Patriarch's face was as warm as jade, and there was not a single obvious pore to be seen at such a close distance. Song Linyu's mouth was moving weirdly, and Tao Ran only had enough time to turn his head away, yet she still managed to kiss the corner of his mouth.
He was stunned for a moment. He then reached out and pushed Song Lingyu and was about to stand up.
Song Lingyu was pushed to the ground by him and was lying on her back disheveled, looking at him. The candlelight in the room reflected on the snow-white skin exposed on her neckline, and suddenly there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the room.
Tao Ran's heart was in a mess, and he turned to leave.
Song Lingyu reached out to him, "Don't go."
Tao Ran stood there and didn't move, but he didn't look back.
"Where are you going?" Song Lingyu had this sadness in her eyes, "You’re going to your Taoist companion?"
Tao Ran turned his head and saw Song Lingyu's upper body lying on the ground. He sighed and walked over to help Song Lingyu, "What nonsense, I don't have a Taoist companion."
"You have." Song Lingyu reached out and grabbed Tao Ran's collar, "You said it."
"I lied to you."
"You lied to me again, you bad guy, you always lie to me." Song Lingyu lay on the futon and looked at Tao Ran pitifully, "Are you deceiving people because of your higher cultivation?"
Is there such a thing in the world? Tao Ran's mouth twitched, pressing Song Lingyu to stop her from moving, "You rest, I'll talk to you tomorrow."
Just as he was about to leave, Song Lingyu grabbed his hand. Song Lingyu looked at Tao Ran blankly, "You don’t have a Taoist companion?"
Tao Ran, "So what?"
"I don't have a Taoist companion either." Song Lingyu suddenly smirked and said, "Can we be a Taoist companion?"
"You..." Tao Ran had nothing to object to, but he had no intention of agreeing with any drunkard. "Let go. If there is anything else, we will talk about it when I wake up tomorrow."
"I don't." Song Lingyu didn't know if it was because he was a coward, and suddenly took Tao Ran's hand and pressed it on her chest.
Under Tao Ran's fright, he wanted to retract his hand as if he was scalded, but Song Lingyu pressed it to her chest firmly.
"Don't go, don't go, okay?" Song Lingyu's voice was pitiful, "It makes me feel bad that you lied to me, and I'm so afraid that you will really find your Taoist companion."
Listening to Song Lingyu's words, Tao Ran's heart softened and said, "Didn’t you like Han Yileng?"
"Senior brother?" Song Lingyu said blankly, "Senior brother, he can't."
"He can’t?" Tao Ran turned pale in shock. Is there something wrong with Han Yileng's body? It doesn't look like it.
He heard Song Lingyu say, "He can't do it, he can't beat the Patriarch, the Patriarch won." Then she pressed Tao Ran's hand and tapped it, "The Patriarch has occupied this place."
In this world, Tao Ran didn’t have to finish the task and he could leave immediately, so even if he was with Song Lingyu, there was no problem. Besides, the current environment of the earth was not suitable for cultivation. So, even if one has cultivated to the end of one’s primordial spirit like himself, the problem of who would die first and live alone would not arise. But the problem was that Song Lingyu suddenly said that she liked him, and Tao Ran felt a little uneasy.
In case she was only stimulated by Han Yileng’s rejection and had been with himself for so long, she developed vague goodwill. If he agreed to be with her now and later regretted it once she found her true love, how shameful would he feel?
Thinking of this, Tao Ran was about to pull out his hand, "You let me go first, and I'll talk about it tomorrow. I have something to do."
Song Lingyu has always been a persistent person, and with the effect of wine, how could she let Tao Ran leave so easily? She suddenly stretched her hand around Tao Ran's neck and pulled Tao Ran down. Tao Ran was dragged to her body, and then her lips were pressed against his. The whole movement was done in one go as if it had been rehearsed countless times in her heart.
Tao Ran was kissed by such a rookie, and he felt that it was really inappropriate after a while. How could he be taken over by such a little girl?
If this was known, where would he put the face as the founder of Luo Fu?
Thinking of this, Tao Ran picked up Song Lingyu's face and used his years of experience to take the initiative. At this initiative, Song Lingyu's whole body began to float, which was a feeling she had never experienced growing up.
After being kissed by Tao Ran for a long time, Song Lingyu was so hot that she couldn't help turning over and pressing Tao Ran under her body.
As soon as Tao Ran separated from her, his eyes were illuminated by the candlelight. He saw the stone statue of the Sanqing Daozu enshrined in the house. Song Lingyu said confusedly, "Patriarch, you are so fragrant." As she spoke, she buried her head between Tao Ran's neck and began to sniff while arching.
Tao Ran was tormented now, remembering watching the Conferred God Ranking. King Zhou and Daji acted indiscriminately under the statue of Nuwa, and was witnessed by it.
Although he didn't know whether the Three Purity Daozu really existed in the world, what if there was? He wasn't in the habit of being seen doing this.
Tao Ran stretched out his hand to push Song Lingyu. However, Song Lingyu had already opened Tao Ran's collar, revealing his collarbone.
Tao Ran said, "Forget about it today. If you really want to, let's change the place another day."
Song Lingyu looked at Tao Ran and said with a smirk, "Patriarch, you are so handsome."
A delicate blush appeared on Tao Ran's face, "I know I look good, but don't touch it, okay? Women can't just touch everything."
Song Lingyu didn't care. She fell down and kissed Tao Ran's face. She didn't sit still either, riding on Tao Ran's body and moving from time to time, rubbing against Tao Ran's body for a while.
After rubbing, Tao Ran couldn't take it anymore. Song Lingyu also felt the rubbing, and untied Tao Ran's clothes indiscriminately.
After going back and forth, Tao Ran's belt was taken off. He freed up his hand and kept his hand on his trousers, thinking that this would not work. Even if he wanted to do things, he had to wait until Song Lingyu was sober. How could she remember what she did after drinking? If Song Lingyu regrets it or something, who should she turn to complain?
This was to say it outright, and I don't take care of myself. A Yuanying person was strengthened by the Foundation-Building cultivator. Who would believe it if he said it?
Tao Ran sat up with a ruthless heart. He picked up his belt, tied Song Lingyu's hands together in a knot. Then he carried her and walked to Song Lingyu's house. After leaving, the candles in the house shook, and the stone statue of the ancestors of Sanqing Dao was still majestic, as if what just happened here was an illusion.
Tao Ran put Song Lingyu on the bed and looked at the snow-white skin exposed under Song Lingyu's disheveled clothes. He reached out and covered Song Lingyu with the quilt. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. ‘It seems that my concentration is still not enough. I can't stand being seduced like this. How can I get it in the future?’
Tao Ran was sitting beside Song Lingyu's bed, listening to Song Lingyu's mumble when her face was covered. He suddenly remembered that she went to the toilet hand in hand with her best friend, and whispered under the covers at night when she was a girl. If I go back and my best friend comes to play with me, leaning on me and playing with my little hands, what if I can't hold back?
Alas, it’s a sin.