Faced with such a blunt question, Ling Changqing naturally wouldn't fall for it so easily.
"Fellow Daoist Liu, you misunderstand. That is not what I meant."
Ling Changqing said impassively.
Liu Qianlan blinked her lovely eyes and sighed with a touch of regret. Her voice was laced with wistfulness as she said,
"What a true pity. I was just thinking, if you were interested, Fellow Daoist Ling, I might have even considered marrying you!"
'Heh, consider?'
At his side, Ling Qiyue showed no sign of displeasure. Her lovely eyes narrowed as she scanned Liu Qianlan's enchanting curves up and down, a broad smile on her face as she spoke.
"Sister, you alone aren't quite enough. This husband of mine has a rather large appetite. You and your disciple would have to marry in together, otherwise you won't be able to handle him!"
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