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#19 · 19 of 240

Chapter 19: Step forward slightly, retreat at the first touch

Fu Huaian lay flat on the bed, clearly sensing that Shen Jinyu was not asleep.

Fu Huaian's hand moved and rested on her fair, delicate hand.

Shen Jinyu's breathing became a little erratic, and her eyes fluttered.

Fu Huaian glanced at her and sighed.

Oh, Fu Huaian, you weren't like this before.

Is your self-control so poor now?

Then Fu Huaian, following his heart, leaned closer, and Shen Jinyu bit her lip, raising a fair, beautiful leg…

Next door!

Qin Fengwu and Pei Qinghuan had unpleasant expressions, their eyes wide as they stared blankly at the bed canopy.

Damn it, how did it start again!

The next day, early morning.

Shen Jinyu's arms, like white jade spirit snakes, were wrapped around Fu Huaian's waist, her face charming, and her sleeping expression sweet.

Fu Huaian held a small piece of torn cloth in his hand, staring at it in a daze.

This little top was what Shen Jinyu wore last night. Fu Huaian recalled the moment he opened her top, he was almost blinded.

Shen Jinyu, her face full of shyness, said that Fu Huaian would definitely like it, so she bought one.

Fu Huaian was incredibly touched at the time and worked very hard all night!

Knock knock.

“Huai'an, breakfast is ready.”

It was Aunt Qin's morning delivery.

Shen Jinyu groggily opened her eyes and saw the small garment in Fu Huaian's hand.

Her pretty face flushed, she snatched it away, and pushed him away in annoyance.

You heartless scoundrel!

Fu Huaian smiled, got out of bed, put on his robe, and opened the door.

Qin Fengwu's face was expressionless, holding a large bowl of chicken soup with some strange medicinal herbs floating in it…

Fu Huaian's expression stiffened, could it be…

Qin Fengwu handed him the chicken soup, her tone calm.

“Huai'an, I got some herbs to strengthen your yang and nourish your kidneys to replenish your body.”

Fu Huaian took the chicken soup, his face full of embarrassment.

He didn't need this at all; Aunt Qin must be subtly lecturing him!

“Aunt Qin, you know, young people have a lot of vigor…”

Qin Fengwu didn't want to hear it; he had caused her to not sleep well for two days, and yesterday he only settled down after two hours, which was simply too much!

She glared at Fu Huaian and turned to go to the next room.

Fu Huaian, holding the chicken soup, walked back into the room with a sigh.

Shen Jinyu's face peeked out from behind the bed curtains, and she let out a burst of laughter at the chicken soup in Fu Huaian's hand.

Fu Huaian was displeased and stepped forward…

A quarter of an hour later, Shen Jinyu, her face flushed, went to wash up.

Fu Huaian had already washed up and was now sitting at the table drinking chicken soup. He had to admit, it tasted really good!

Gulp gulp…

After everyone finished breakfast, they gathered in Pei Qinghuan's room.

On the table, a red Gu worm was crawling.

Shen Jinyu and Qin Fengwu sat far away, while Fu Huaian and Pei Qinghuan leaned in to observe.

Based on this Gu worm, it should have a connection with its owner.

However, both Fu Huaian and Pei Qinghuan Cultivate swordsmanship and have no knowledge of such Evil Path practices.

Pei Qinghuan looked at the red Gu worm, thought for a moment, and said:

“I'll send a Flying Sword message to Medicine God Valley and ask that girl Xu Qingyao to come. She should have a solution.”

Fu Huaian nodded slightly; he also had no clue about this worm.

Pei Qinghuan took out paper and pen, briefly wrote a few lines, then took out a small silver sword, tied the message to its body, and then threw the small sword out the window.

It was like a faint light, instantly flying high into the sky and disappearing.

Flying Sword messages are transmitted by the spiritual light of the sword body guiding each other, and can be sent directly into Xu Qingyao's hands. Generally, unless the distance is too far, there will be no accidents!

This is the difference between people from the mountains and Jianghu martial artists. In the eyes of Jianghu people, this is definitely the method of an Immortal.

After sending the message, everyone in the room didn't know what to do for a while.

Fu Huaian walked to the window, looking at the noisy street, and decided to go out for a stroll together.

Fu Huaian turned to the three of them:

“Since there’s nothing to do for a while, let’s go out and buy some rare items that are scarce on the mountain.”

Pei Qinghuan didn't want to go, and Shen Jinyu was a bit tired…

In the end, only Qin Fengwu and Fu Huaian went out.

Fu Huaian hired a sedan chair outside the inn so they wouldn't have to walk, and Aunt Qin would be more comfortable.

The sedan chair was quite spacious; as they sat inside, they could see the streetscape on both sides by lifting the curtains.

Half an hour later.

Fu Huaian turned his head to look at the exquisite profile next to him, lost in thought.

Qin Fengwu noticed Fu Huaian's gaze, her pretty face flushed, and she looked at him, asking:

“Why are you staring at me?”

Fu Huaian smiled and shook his head, inexplicably calling out a strange address:

“Little Phoenix.”

Qin Fengwu's face flushed with annoyance, and she fiercely slapped the back of Fu Huaian's head.

“No manners!”

Fu Huaian smiled indifferently.

He was just recalling past events.

He remembered when he was about ten years old, Aunt Qin was still a charming and lively sixteen-year-old girl. At that time, the elders of the Qin family and Fu family liked to call Qin Fengwu “Little Phoenix.”

Fu Huaian had Transmigrated; he wasn't a real child.

At that time, he also joined in the teasing, continuously calling her “Little Phoenix,” deliberately avoiding the address “Aunt Qin.”

But in the eyes of outsiders, he was just a small child, which meant he was ignorant and was severely criticized.

Fu Huaian's thoughts were chaotic. When he first met Aunt Qin, she was also a tiny girl.

Later, she was a young lady, and then she became the current Aunt Qin.

And after that?

He had watched Aunt Qin grow up, and Aunt Qin had also watched him year by year, gradually growing into his current dignified elegance.

Fu Huaian was afraid that one day he would still be young, but Aunt Qin would have white hair.

They were seven years apart in age, but in reality, they had truly grown up together as childhood sweethearts.

Fu Huaian reined in his thoughts, looked at Aunt Qin's slightly flushed face, and quietly clasped her hand.

Qin Fengwu froze, her face turning bright red. She turned to look at Fu Huaian, her eyes moist, feeling that Huai'an was acting strangely!

Fu Huaian moved a bit closer, leaning against Qin Fengwu, looking at her slightly flustered expression.

“Aunt Qin, I will find a way to help you embark on the Immortal Dao. I am very selfish; what I want is for you to take care of me for a hundred years, a thousand years.”

Qin Fengwu froze, staring blankly at Fu Huaian. On his handsome face, a pair of captivating eyes held emotions she couldn't fathom.

Fu Huaian pursed his lips, leaned forward slightly, and then retreated immediately.

Qin Fengwu's delicate body trembled, and her breathing instantly became rapid and erratic.

She didn't know what to think, and in the end, she just let out a shy, annoyed hum, turning her head to look out of the sedan chair.

Her eyes, however, were unfocused, lost in complex thoughts.

Fu Huaian tasted lightly and stopped, holding Aunt Qin's delicate hand, gently caressing it…

The two strolled along the street, mostly buying basic daily necessities, ornaments, food, and so on.

Qin Fengwu's mood became very good; anything she liked, she had to buy!

The two spent the whole day shopping, and in the evening, they arrived at Changyan Lake.

The lake water shimmered, and a beautiful woman played the zither on a pleasure boat in the lake. Many scholars on the shore composed poems and couplets.

Fu Huaian glanced, listened quietly for a moment, then curled his lips.

They were all a bunch of pretentious good-for-nothings.

Qin Fengwu walked along the lakeside promenade, her beautiful eyes sparkling, looking at the clear lake water, her heart peaceful.

At this moment, Qin Fengwu's demeanor was serene, her beauty exquisite. Standing on this lakeside promenade, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Such a striking appearance easily attracted attention.

A pair of master and servant inexplicably approached them at this time.

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