Ning Qing leaned against the wall, watching the little girl over there who was fighting with a teddy bear using a large cloth hammer.

System: Host, is it really okay for you to bring this little girl to play such a violent activity?

The girl inside had a smiling face, but she was fiercely hammering the teddy bear in her hand.

The system is worried that if things continue like this, it might raise a violent little girl.

Ning Qing: This is perfect for her. It allows her to release the fear, anxiety, and grievances she's been holding in these past few days, so she won't suffer from pent-up emotions.

When you have negative emotions, you must find a suitable outlet to vent them, and you will feel better.

The saying goes that it's better to guide than to block. Blocking will only cause more and more things to accumulate, and one day they will become unbearable and burst forth, which is the most terrible thing.

When Ning Qing returned to the hotel with the girl, she saw Fang Qingyang standing at the door of Ning Qing's room, his hand slightly raised and two fingers slightly bent—a familiar gesture.

Ning Qing: That brat is no good, he's trying to disturb my sleep again.

System: Host, be reasonable. You're out here, what are you doing disturbing everyone?

Ning Qing raised an eyebrow: No problem, disturbing me is the same as disturbing a ghost.

System: Sorry to bother you.

Ning Qing took two steps closer, expressionless, "Did you need something?"

System: Why can't your little brat contact you for no reason?

Ning Qing: Get lost.

Fang Qingyang had no idea how he ended up here, and was even about to knock on the door of that annoying ghost. It was truly bizarre.

Seeing Ning Qing's indifference, Fang Qingyang felt inexplicably wronged and angry. Was he the only one who cared about and missed that kiss?

Feeling a bit embarrassed but more upset, a surge of anger rose within me, and I blurted out, "I'm coming to find you to practice some more."

Ning Qing was momentarily stunned: You want me to practice? What the heck?

System: I don't know anything. I only crawled out of the dark room a few days ago.

Ning Qing: I didn't ask you, so stop eavesdropping on my thoughts.

system:……

What the system dares not say is that unless the host locks him in a dark room, it is impossible for him not to hear the host's thoughts.

Ning Qing, a beat slow to react, recalled the lesson from that day, "Oh, the master leads you through the door, but the practice is up to you."

Fang Qingyang was furious. "But I haven't even entered half of the gate. How am I supposed to cultivate?"

Ning Qing recalled what happened that day. The little brat was quite capable afterward, how could he have the nerve to say that he didn't even get through half a door?

"You've already mastered it; you're ready to graduate."

Fang Qingyang grabbed Ning Qing's wrist and led her to the next room, pinning her against the door. He whispered to her, "Didn't you say Master would lead me in? If you won't let me in, how am I supposed to cultivate?"

Ning Qing was filled with questions. This wasn't considered introducing someone to the field? What would it be?

Before Ning Qing could think it through, Fang Qingyang suddenly kissed the thin lips he had longed for, fiercely and domineeringly.

After a long while, the two released each other's lips, breathing slightly heavily.

Ning Qing felt her mouth go numb. "What a wolf cub."

Fang Qingyang stared at Ning Qing's moist lips and asked, "Master brought me into the sect today, so I can cultivate and comprehend properly, okay?"

Ning Qing instinctively refused, "No."

I don't think this is a good question.

Fang Qingyang said fiercely, "You just said you'd take me in, and now you're going back on your word?"

Ning Qing looked completely innocent. "I've led you through the door, but your future cultivation is up to you."

Seeing his expression, Fang Qingyang felt a surge of anger. Was this person playing with him?

It stared dangerously at Ning Qing and pounced on her even more fiercely to bite her.