But understanding and understanding.

However, thinking of Bidong's harm to his own, it is still Qian Xuexue's heart still feels difficult to release.

What's more, she doesn't know how Bidong thinks about herself after all.

Is there her in her heart?

All the conclusions that they only concluded were just a speculation that they unilaterally compared Bidong.

No one knows how the thoughts in her heart.

"Sister Xueer, I only ask you one question: Do you want this mother and daughter, or is it completely disconnected?"

Lingtian saw the root of Qian Xuexue's tangled, and gave her two choices directly.

"You ... think?"

Qian Xuexue was silent for a moment, looking at Lingtian.

Although she is more preferred to the former, she still wants to listen to Lingtian's thoughts.

"If I let me choose, naturally I still hope that Sister Xueer can save this mother and daughter's feelings, and now the Rakshasa god thoughts have been sealed. You already know the truth of the year.

It has been solved. So I still want you to talk to Bibidong. "

"It can resolve the knots between each other.

"I can do it anyway, but I have a knot."

Lingtian pushed the tea cup in front of Qianyu Xue, giving his opinion that he had already prepared.

All the pavement today is for this opinion.

He knew that Qian Yixue's longing for motherly love, so he would definitely not give up this relationship easily.

However, she has a strong personality, especially in the east of Bibi. Only by using this method can she make a decision, in exchange for the opportunity to communicate with Bidong, and open the announcement.

In addition, he has no better way.

"..."

Staring at the tea cup in front of you.

Qian Xuexue was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Bibidong, how often can you wake up?"

"Be awake, just when you came to the elderly hall, I have been to her before she should be awake."

"I know."

Wen Yan, Qian Yixue stood up and walked to the door.

"Sister Xueer, wait a minute!"

Lingtian took the two steps in two steps to hold Qian Xuexue, and pointed at her cheeks in the eyes of her doubt. "Sister Xueer, you are crying like a little flower cat now, really plan to see Bibidong like this?"

"I, I'll go back to clean up first!"

Qian Xuexue's face flushed, and quickly ran away from the old hall.

"..."

Seeing this, Lingtian smiled helplessly.

Remembering the exchanges of Fang and Bibidong, he murmured.

"Bibidong, should you also consider it?"

"I can only do this step."

After all, the root cause of the relationship between them is still the attitude of Qianyu Xue. Now we know the truth of the matter of the year. In the case of Qian Yixue's open heart, this time, there is a high probability that it can reshape the mother and daughter friendship.

Moreover, in order to prevent accidents, he has seen Bibidong in advance.

There is no interference of Rakshasa now, she should make the right choice.

"Hope, everything goes well."

Lingtian walked out of the old hall, looking up at the starry sky and sighed softly.

Nympho

Nympho

Pope Temple, palace.

Speaking of Qian Qian Xueli, Bibidong, who was seriously injured, was able to cultivate here.

"..."

Bibidong at this moment puts on a regular service.

Passes left and right in the room, holding his fists in both hands, and his expression seems to be waiting.

One hour ago.

Bi Dong, who had been sleeping for nearly three days, finally woke up.

And Lingtian came here specially to meet Bibi Dong.

The first thing I said when we met was to ask myself what I thought of Qian Renxue.

Before she could answer, Lingtian told himself that Qian Renxue would come. If he wanted to resolve the knot between mother and daughter and get back together, he hoped that he could take this opportunity and have a good relationship with Qian Renxue.

Let’s talk.

After hearing this, Bibi Dong was very curious and asked the reason.

And Lingtian left the same words as when they first met in Wuhun Hall: I know Sister Xueer.

After speaking, Lingtian hurriedly left, leaving Bibi Dong alone in deep thought.

The determined tone made her lose consciousness.

Until now.

She was still thinking about what she wanted to do.

She has always remembered the mother-daughter relationship between Qian Renxue and herself, otherwise she would not have paid much attention to it.

But I think what I did to Qian Renxue back then has already sealed my fate.

There is no doubt about it.

I am absolutely incompetent as a mother.

Although all mistakes are justified, Qian Renxue is innocent.

Spreading hatred and anger to a child who had just been born was a fault she could not escape.

Bibi Dong didn't know how to mention it either.

Could it be that she really doesn't care?

This is also the real problem that bothers Bibi Dong. She doesn't know how Qian Renxue views her mother who is too harsh on her.

But there is still some hope in her heart: after all, Qian Renxue has her own blood, and without the Rakshasa divine thoughts to instigate her in her heart, Bibi Dong's feelings for Qian Renxue have now surpassed her hatred for the angel bloodline.

It was with such complex emotions intertwined in her heart that Bibi Dong didn't know how to choose.

He raised his eyes and looked out the door.

There was both anticipation and nervousness in his eyes.

Coming soon?

Recalling the words left by Lingtian, Bibi Dong murmured in a low voice.

'Dong Dong Dong!'

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Bibi Dong looked at the door, frowned slightly, and said, "Who?"

"..."

There was silence for a while outside the door.

Qian Renxue was standing at the door with a complicated expression and remained silent.

In fact, she had hesitated in front of Bibi Dong's door for a long time and finally pulled the latch. The reason was because Qian Renxue didn't know how to call Bibi Dong.

Mother, obviously couldn't scream.

Bibi Dong or His Majesty the Pope are no longer suitable.

Just when Bibi Dong was about to become impatient, a slightly astringent but extremely familiar voice sounded.

"Bibi...it's me."

Qian Renxue's tone was deep, and in the end she skipped the title.

"Xue, Xue'er..."

Hearing a somewhat familiar voice, Bibi Dong quickly identified her identity.
To be continued...