In the small courtyard.
The beauty smells the flowers, and the subtle fragrance floats.
Luo Qingzhou stopped where he was, watching quietly without disturbing him.
Another moment passed.
Bai Lingfang opened his eyes and raised his head to look at him, with two shallow dimples on his face: "Uncle, do you look good?"
Luo Qingzhou didn't answer.
Bai Ling smiled and said: "If it looks good, it looks good. If it doesn't look good, it doesn't look good. Don't you even dare to answer this?"
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment and said: "It looks good."
Bai Ling smiled half-heartedly: "I'm asking about the second young lady."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "I'm also talking about the second young lady."
The two looked at each other.
A brief moment of silence.
Bai Ling smiled slightly, lowered his head and sniffed the flowers in his hand, then looked at him and said: "Uncle, there are many such flowers in the flower garden in front. Some have just bloomed, and some are about to wither. If you don't pick them, it will be wasted."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said nothing.
Bai Ling raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know what I'm talking about?"
Luo Qingzhou shook his head.
Bai Ling sighed and said softly: "Girls like flowers like this. Even if they don't like them, they still like to be given them. It would be even happier if someone could give them one every day."
Luo Qingzhou's eyes flashed, and he looked at her beautiful face and said, "Starting from tomorrow, I will pick one every day and give it to Miss Bai Ling."
Bai Ling was stunned and looked at him strangely: "Uncle, why did you give it to me? I mean, you should give it to my young lady. Although you don't live together, you should go there every day. Say hello to the lady, take a look at the lady, and send a flower by the way to express your concern. I thought my uncle knew all this, but who knew that my uncle never went, so I came to remind him."
Luo Qingzhou was slightly startled: "She shouldn't welcome me, right?"
Bai Ling said seriously: "Whether the young lady likes it or not, my uncle should go. You are a couple and you live so close together. Isn't it necessary to meet every day? Only by meeting every day can we cultivate feelings. Moreover, my uncle should go to say hello every day. This is the rule."
Then he snorted again and pouted: "Is it possible that I just finished sleeping with the young lady and I'm tired of it?"
Luo Qingzhou stared into her eyes, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "Miss Bailing, I have an unkind request. I hope Miss Bailing can agree to it."
Bai Ling's eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "Sir, please tell me."
Luo Qingzhou stared at her and said, "I want to hug Miss Bai Ling, is that okay?"
Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, with bright eyes and white teeth: "Uncle, I can't agree to your request. Unless you tell my lady and get my lady's consent. Didn't I say, as long as my lady agrees? , I can work as a maid for my uncle’s brother-in-law.”
Luo Qingzhou looked at her pretty appearance and explained: "I just want to hug her, I have no other intention."
Bai Ling still shook his head: "That's not okay. Men and women are not intimate, and you are my uncle. If the master and his wife see it, I will be killed."
Luo Qingzhou's eyes flashed and he was about to speak, but Bai Ling stood up and handed the freshly picked flowers to him: "Uncle, I have to go and serve the young lady. Here are the flowers for you. Remember to visit the young lady every day. Preferably at night.”
Luo Qingzhou paused, took the flower, and glanced at her small mouth again.
Bai Ling smiled brightly and waved away. When he reached the door, he turned back and said crisply: "By the way, uncle, it's best to start tonight. You must persevere, and the lady will definitely be impressed by you."
Luo Qingzhou suddenly looked at her and said, "Miss Bailing, if I go over tonight, can I ask your lady to ask for you?"
Bai Ling's eyes flashed and she smiled sweetly: "Does my uncle really like me so much?"
Luo Qingzhou stared at the look on her face and said, "Girl Bai Ling is so beautiful, so of course I like her."
After hearing this, Bai Ling raised his eyebrows and said, "As long as she is beautiful, will my uncle like her? Then Xia Chan and the second lady are both prettier than me. Do my uncle like her too?"
Luo Qingzhou stared into her eyes and said, "I only like Miss Bai Ling."
Bai Ling smiled like a delicate flower blooming for the first time, sweet and fragrant: "My uncle said this, I feel flattered."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Is it okay?"
Bai Ling smiled slightly, stared at him for a few seconds, and said with a smile: "Okay, as long as I dare to say it, and as long as the young lady agrees, I will let my uncle bully me."
After saying that, she waved her jade hand, and her pink skirt swayed and she walked away gracefully.
Luo Qingzhou looked at her slim and graceful back until she disappeared outside the door, then he retracted his gaze and looked at the flowers in his hand.
Startled for a moment, he lowered his head and sniffed.
It smells really good.
However, this floral fragrance was not the floral fragrance in his heart and dreams.
The test just now didn't reveal any flaws.
Moreover, he didn't hear anything from the other party.
Do we really have to risk being choked by that girl Xia Chan tonight and interview her in front of Miss Qin?
Perhaps... we can hear Miss Qin's thoughts.
From worship to now.
He has never heard the other party speak, can he be mute?
After thinking for a moment, he made a decisive decision.
Going to check it out tonight.
Maybe you can see or hear some "unexpected surprises".
Look at the time, it's already afternoon.
He no longer thought about it, closed the courtyard door, and returned to the small courtyard.
Close your eyes and meditate.
The set of Thunder Fist performed by the second young master Qin Chuan just now played over and over again in his mind.
Every move is in my mind, clearly in front of my eyes.
"Uh-huh!"
He punched out and opened his eyes.
Then he took a deep breath, stepped forward, and punched again.
From slow to rapid, from mild to severe.
Halfway through the beating, my head was covered with sweat and I was panting.
At the same time, both arms and legs seemed to be filled with lead, becoming heavier and heavier.
This boxing technique is indeed extraordinary!
Luo Qingzhou was not frustrated but overjoyed. He used all his strength, slowed down, still pumped his arms with strength, and continued to perform the remaining moves.
After all the moves were completed, he was covered in sweat and his clothes were soaked.
As soon as he finished his exercises and stood still, he suddenly felt that his legs were weak and he almost fell.
He quickly stabilized his body, walked with sore and heavy steps, staggered to the stone table and sat down. He suddenly felt muscle soreness, limbs weak, and all the energy in his body seemed to have been drained.
It seems to be too impatient.
This boxing method is not a boxing method practiced by ordinary people, but a boxing method specially used by warriors.
He hasn't even succeeded in refining skin yet, but he has imitated the second young master's speed and strength to fight. Isn't this overestimating his own abilities and asking for trouble?
What he should do now is to gradually become familiar with the moves without using any force, and become consistent and proficient in all the moves.
Then learn speed.
After you finish learning the speed, successfully refine the skin, and have a certain physical fitness, you can then learn the strength method.
Only then can we cooperate with our inner strength and truly practice.
Nothing can be accomplished overnight, let alone cultivation.
He must follow the steps, step by step, and must not be impatient.
Otherwise, you won't be able to practice it well, and it will hurt your body, but the gain will outweigh the loss.
Rested for half an hour.
He returned to the house and practiced internal skills and mental methods. The physical and mental energy he had consumed gradually recovered.
In the blink of an eye.
It was already evening.
He sat down in front of the window and read for a while.
By the time Xiaodie came back with dinner, night had fallen.
"Hey, sir, are these the flowers you picked?"
On the stone table in the small courtyard, there are flowers left by Bai Ling.
After seeing it, Xiaodie was full of surprise. She picked it up and put it under her nose and smelled it: "It smells so good."
Luo Qingzhou looked at the flowers in her hand and thought about the "feat" he would do later. He felt a sense of generosity and tragedy as the wind rustled and the water turned cold, never to return.
"Xiaodie, don't touch those flowers, they will be given away later."
"Ah? Who do you want to give it to, Master?"
Luo Qingzhou didn't answer.
Because he couldn't be sure.
