Rong Qi took out a cultivation manual from his pocket and threw it into Feng Qingyun's arms.
Feng Qingyun reached out and hugged it. After seeing what was inside, she was overjoyed.
"Hmph, at least you have a conscience."
Feng Qinghuang asked curiously, "Aqi, what did you give your brother?"
"A technique that leverages his strengths and compensates for his weaknesses."
Feng Qinghuang's eyes widened: "Didn't Aqi say there wasn't any?"
Feng Qingyun nodded: "That's right, didn't you say you didn't? You were lying the other day?"
Rong Qi glanced at him: "You two said you wanted me to see it. If I could see it, wouldn't I be a god? What do you think the later sparring was for? Was it just to get beaten up?"
Feng Qinghuang exclaimed in surprise: "Oh... so Aqi figured it out during the sparring session. And then figured it out in the last two days?"
Rong Qi nodded: "Yes, not bad."
"Wow, Aqi is so awesome! Hmph, brother, see? I told you Aqi wouldn't leave you behind, didn't you believe me?"
Feng Qingyun: "Where did I say I didn't believe you?"
When did my sister ever say such a thing? Is she possessed?
Feng Qinghuang pouted: "Yes, it exists, you just don't remember."
Rong Qi nodded: "Yes, if Jiao Jiao says it's true, then it is."
Feng Qingyun was speechless: "Fine, whatever you say, I was wrong, okay, my little darling. Tell me, what do you want to buy? I'll buy it for you."
Feng Qinghuang was instantly delighted: "Great! After dinner, I'll buy a lot of things to take back to my parents. And Aqi too."
Feng Qingyun felt aggrieved. "I'm the one who paid for it, didn't you even think of including me?"
Feng Qingyun felt wronged, but given the current situation, he dared not argue. He couldn't even win one-on-one, let alone two-on-one; he had even less chance of winning.
Rong Qi said with a wronged expression, "When I go to your residence to see you in two days, I will bring Murong Xuan's cultivation method with me. I stayed up all night these past two days to write out Qingyun's cultivation method, so Murong Xuan's will have to wait."
Feng Qinghuang quickly ran over and began to massage his shoulders, pound his legs, and give him a full massage.
"Aqi, you've worked so hard. Aqi is the best. I thank Aqi on behalf of my brothers."
After saying that, he gave Rong Qi a quick kiss.
Feng Qingyun covered his face, indicating that this wasn't his sister; it was too embarrassing. How could Rong Qi have written this? That scoundrel Rong Qi wouldn't waste his time on something like this.
Rong Qi's sister believes everything he says; it's like a big bad wolf tricking a little white rabbit.
Regardless of what he thought, Rong Qi was currently enjoying Xiao Jiaojiao's massage, feeling quite relaxed. Unexpectedly, Xiao Jiaojiao's technique was quite good; it felt very comfortable.
"Ahem... Little sister, when did you learn this?"
Feng Qinghuang's hands kept moving as she answered earnestly, "I knew how to do it before when I was going up the mountain. My master's old arms and legs are always sore, so I often massaged him. Gradually, I learned where the acupoints were and where it felt comfortable to massage."
Feng Qingyun: "Then why didn't you massage my brother?"
Feng Qinghuang glanced at him: "When you reach that time, I'll massage you too."
Feng Qingyun almost spat out a mouthful of blood. What was his sister doing? Was she hoping he would grow old? But right now, weren't you giving a massage to the young Rong Qi?
"So what are you doing now? Rong Qi is still very young."
Feng Qinghuang said nonchalantly, "But Aqi has been writing cultivation techniques for you these past two days. He must be very tired. I'm just expressing my gratitude on your behalf. Why don't you appreciate it?"
Rong Qi quickly nodded: "Yes, Jiao Jiao is right, my hands are so sore."
"No, no, let me rub it for you."
Rong Qi looked at Feng Qingyun provocatively, with an expression that seemed to say, "What are you going to do about it?"
Feng Qingyun gritted his teeth. What was he doing out here today? Was he just there to be bullied? Or to be fed dog food? He was so angry he was going to complain when he got home.
He went back and complained to his parents that their daughter had been kidnapped, that she not only betrayed them but also cared only for outsiders and didn't respect him, her brother, at all.
She would argue with whatever her brother said and wouldn't listen to him at all.
She even gave Rong Qi a massage. I don't know if she's ever given one to her own parents, but he's never been massaged.
After massaging for a while, Rong Qi stretched and said, "Hmm, Jiao Jiao's massage is really good. Your hands must be sore. Let me rub them for you."
"Here, rub it."
Rong Qi smiled, holding Feng Qinghuang's two slender, white hands and massaging them gently. Spiritual energy, imbued with his fingertips, slowly seeped into her body, instantly relieving her fatigue from the exertion.
I've had my fill of Feng Qingyun's PDA again.
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