Ye Qingqing went to find Lu Mo the next day. The old lady let her have her way, as long as she didn't stay at the Lu family home, she could be all lovey-dovey with Lu Mo every day without any problem.

Although things are different now than before, and relationships between men and women are much more open, the old lady still felt that it was better for girls to be more reserved and not too casual.

Holding hands or other intimate acts before marriage are fine, but living at the man's house is not allowed; people might gossip about it!

The old lady felt that the East was the East and the West was the West, and that Western theories could not be applied to the East. She could not control other people's daughters, but she had to control her granddaughter!

Lu Mo was practicing on the horizontal bar in the yard. Although it was springtime in the south in January, it was still very cold, almost like winter, and he had to wear a thick cotton-padded coat.

Ye Qingqing wore a bright red down jacket, which made her look more beautiful than flowers and more radiant than the red roses in the morning.

But Lu Mo was only wearing a tank top, his bulging muscles covered in sweat, exuding masculine strength and wild beauty.

As soon as Ye Qingqing entered the courtyard, she saw Lu Mo turning around and stared at him intently.

How can her man be so handsome!

Look at that muscular physique and those perfect V-lines, he's handsome from every angle...

Ye Qingqing stared straight ahead, not blinking an eye, her mouth slightly open, with what appeared to be a suspicious liquid at the corner of her lips!

Lu Mo's lips curled up slightly, his eyes filled with laughter and a hint of smugness.

What a silly girl!

He just loved it when this silly girl stared at him in a daze.

Lu Mo had never thought he was good-looking before, but after witnessing Ye Qingqing's blank stares several times, he felt more and more that he was indeed quite good-looking every time he looked in the mirror!

Otherwise, how could he have bewitched that girl?

Wipe your drool!

Although he enjoyed Ye Qingqing's admiring gaze, his mother would soon come out to hang up the laundry, and she would definitely laugh at him again.

Ye Qingqing subconsciously reached out to wipe her mouth, but found nothing, and couldn't help but glare.

This guy is getting worse and worse; he actually lied to her!

Lu Mo smiled slightly and asked softly, "Have you had breakfast?"

"I ate! I ate one and a half baskets of Uncle Tang's steamed buns, I'm so full!"

Ye Qingqing rubbed her stomach; she was so full. The ultimate consequence of being neighbors with Tang's father was—

My weight loss plan has completely failed!

I'd be grateful if I could eat until I was stuffed for breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day and still not gain weight!

"It's good to eat more, you're growing!"

Lu Mo was very pleased. This girl used to eat too little. Fortunately, her father was there.

Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes at him, then pulled Lu Mo into the house, saying, "Stop practicing, I have something to tell you!"

She added, "It's very important!"

Lu Mo raised an eyebrow. What important thing could there be now? Could it be Ye Susu?

But that's impossible. This girl doesn't know that Ye Susu has already come to Pingjiang. What else could it be?

Ye Qingqing dragged Lu Mo to his room, closed the door tightly, and even locked it from the inside. This series of careful actions made Lu Mo even more interested, waiting for the girl to tell him what was going on.

Ye Qingqing took out two secret manuals from her bag and handed the Yang Jing to Lu Mo.

Lu Mo took the book, flipped through it casually, and immediately recognized it as a martial arts manual, but he couldn't determine whether it was genuine or not.

"You practice according to this manual, and I'll practice according to this one. That way, we can become unparalleled masters in the future!"

Ye Qingqing's tone was very serious, and her expression was even more solemn.

Where did it come from?

Lu Mo only wanted to know this.

He dared not let this girl practice the secret manual of unknown origin; what if she went mad from practicing it?