"It means literally." Fang Mo shrugged: "If you insist on understanding it, it means that I can be anyone's ancestor."

Luo Gen stared at Fang Mo for a long time, and then suddenly said: "Actually, I can understand the feeling, the lack of direction and loneliness. You can be more honest..."

"Hey, why do you suddenly start saying this? I'm really not that fragile, okay?"

When Fang Mo heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Now all I can think about is how to touch a hydrogen bomb, and how to find a tattoo artist to tattoo my portrait on the red devil. I deserve to live."

Very fulfilling, right?”

"But that's not what you really want."

Suddenly a voice came, and Fang Mo turned his head and found Ruiwen walking over from not far away: "You should try to pursue the things you really want, instead of using other things as substitutes."

"Like you use Hank as Charles' replacement?"

Fang Mo asked with a smile: "Have you finally realized that raising a licking dog is wrong?"

"you!"

Hearing this, Rui Wen suddenly became a little angry: "I am helping you! How can you say this to me?"

"So you suggest that I pursue what I really want?" However, before Ruiwen could finish her words, Fang Mo suddenly asked: "Then are you willing to help me?"

"……Why?"

Ruiwen was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said: "Yes, yes, but how can I help you?"

"Come to my room tonight."
Chapter completed!