"This …" Chen Yuanyuan was tempted, but she was still hesitant. After all, in her opinion, these cultivation postures were too shameful.
Song Qingshu saw her hesitation and decided to add fuel to the fire. "Sister Yuanyuan, if you practice this martial arts, you can be ranked among the top masters in Jianghu in terms of internal force. Not to mention that you can learn the Art of Eternal Youth, you also have the power to protect yourself. At that time, you and Ah Ke will be free. How free you will be?"
Chen Yuanyuan was finally convinced. Although the temptation of eternal youth was great, how could it compare to true freedom? All these years, because she had no ability to resist at all, she could only listen to other people's arrangements. If she had enough power, not only herself, but even Ah Ke could be free.
"Okay, I'll practice!" Chen Yuanyuan's eyes became firm.
"Go to your room or my room?" Song Qingshu asked with a smile.
"Ah?" Chen Yuanyuan didn't respond for a moment. "Why do you want to go to your room?"
Song Qingshu spread his hands. "You don't want to practice here, do you?"
Chen Yuanyuan looked around. Not to mention that this was the hall, someone might come over at any time. Moreover, the table was full of cold leftovers, and the air was filled with the smell of alcohol. Women loved cleanliness by nature. This was indeed not a good place to practice.
"I'll go back to my room to practice. You don't have to bother me." Chen Yuanyuan whispered. What a joke. This kind of cultivation posture was shameful enough. If a man saw it, she would not want to live.
Song Qingshu said with a wry smile, "Sister Yuanyuan, are you worried that I will take advantage of you?"
Chen Yuanyuan's face was slightly red. Although she didn't speak, her eyes clearly said so.
Song Qingshu had to explain, "Sister Yuanyuan, you have never practiced martial arts. You know nothing about meridians and acupoints. You don't even know how to Qi flow. How can you practice alone?"
"I …" Chen Yuanyuan was speechless for a moment. She knew that he was telling the truth, but it was too embarrassing to be with him.
Seeing her stuttering and hesitating, Song QingShu finally lost his patience. He walked up to her and carried her in his arms as she cried out in surprise.
"What are you doing?" Chen Yuanyuan tried to push him away, but her strength was like an ant compared to Song Qingshu's.
"Since you can't make a decision, I'll make it for you." Song Qingshu glared at her fiercely. "We're clearly friends. What's wrong with helping you practice? If you think those positions are shameful, it's not like I didn't see them yesterday. I even helped you unlock them. "
"That … That's different." Hearing him mention what happened yesterday, Chen Yuanyuan wished there was a hole in the ground to hide in.
"What's the difference? Besides," Song Qingshu snorted and finally used his trump card. "We had an even more intimate relationship in the Imperial Palace. Are you still afraid that I'm watching from the side?"
"Aiya ~" Chen Yuanyuan moaned and almost fainted. In order to avoid the palace guards who searched the Cold Palace, the two of them hid in the dark and narrow space under the bed. Both sides knew what happened, but the two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding not to mention it again. Chen Yuanyuan thought that the matter was over, but the other party brought it up again.
Seeing Chen Yuanyuan burying her head in his chest like an ostrich, her exposed neck and ears were already completely red. How could she still say any words of rejection? Song QingShu laughed inwardly. Previously, when he tried to be nice to her, she made all sorts of excuses. Now, when he tried to be forceful, she actually gave in. It was no wonder that in those idol dramas in his previous life, the warm men could only be spare tires. The male leads were all evil, wild, and overbearing CEOs.
He carried Chen Yuanyuan all the way to the inner hall. Feeling the warm body in his arms and the soft touch, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh. No wonder so many men in the world were crazy for her.
After hesitating for a moment, Song Qingshu finally chose to carry her into her own room. After all, he was going to teach her martial arts. She should be more relaxed in her own room.
He gently placed Chen Yuanyuan on the bed. Seeing her hugging her knees with her face still red and her head buried between her legs, Song Qingshu coughed and placed the "Shenzu Scripture" in front of her. "Sister Yuanyuan, let's start learning the first picture now, okay?"
Chen Yuanyuan raised her head, bit her lip and stared at him hatefully. She thought to herself, "You just mentioned that matter, and now you're pretending that nothing happened. Are you deliberately teasing me?"
But at least this way, she could avoid embarrassment. Chen Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment, but she still took the opportunity to pretend that nothing had happened. She began to look at the first picture.
"You should be familiar with this picture. It's the posture you made yesterday. Now, you can do it again." There was no awkwardness or abnormality in Song Qingshu's tone. He had already thought it through. If he showed a little embarrassment, Chen Yuanyuan would only be more embarrassed. It was very easy for her to be possessed by the devil. It was better to use a business-like tone to calm her down.
Sure enough, when Chen Yuanyuan heard that she had to put on the posture yesterday again, a strong sense of shame surged in her heart. She looked up at Song Qingshu, but saw that his face was as usual, and his body seemed to emit a majestic and upright light.
"What the hell, why do I have this feeling?" Chen Yuanyuan secretly spat. Now that things had come to this point, she had also thought it through. The two of them had experienced more shameful things, so this was nothing.
"Okay!" Chen Yuanyuan calmed down and put on the strange and shameful posture yesterday on the bed again.
Song QingShu's eyes brightened. Chen Yuanyuan was indeed a natural beauty. Sister Yuanzhi, a teenage girl, had to try a few times before succeeding. Chen Yuanyuan was older by more than a year, but she could do these positions so easily.
"Have you seen enough?" Although Chen Yuanyuan could not see what Song Qingshu was doing from her current position, she did not need to look at him to know that he was staring at her.
Hearing her pout and anger, Song Qingshu subconsciously replied, "I won't feel enough even if I look at it for a lifetime."
Chen Yuanyuan was speechless. She did not expect him to be so confident, and she did not know how to respond. She hesitated for a moment before asking, "What should I do next?"
"Okay!" Song Qingshu was worried that he would drool, so he wiped his mouth and replied, "Concentrate your mind and recall the acupuncture points on the portrait. Imagine that there is a stream of air flowing through those acupuncture points …"
"Okay!" Chen Yuanyuan closed her eyes, as if she was slowly condensing her Qi. However, not long after, her eyebrows gradually furrowed.
Song Qingshu had been observing her state. Seeing this, he asked, "What's wrong?"
"I don't know those acupuncture points, so it's hard for me to memorize them. Every time I finally feel a bit of Qi, I can't remember where to go next. I can only open my eyes to look, and when I open my eyes, the Qi will disappear." Chen Yuanyuan said awkwardly. She felt that she was definitely the kind of person who had a particularly poor aptitude for martial arts.
Knowing that her mind was extremely sensitive, Song Qingshu did not blame her. Instead, he comforted her, "Actually, from another perspective, it's fortunate that you are cautious enough. If you remembered a wrong acupuncture point and tried to force your way through, it was very likely that you would go berserk."
Chen Yuanyuan had been dealing with men all her life, so how could she not hear that he was comforting her? She could not help but secretly sigh, "Although he is a bit of a rascal sometimes, he is really a gentle man sometimes."
"Let me teach you how to recognize the acupuncture points. That way, you can remember a bit more." Song Qingshu stretched out his hand to press on her body as he said, "I will press all the acupuncture points in this diagram once, so that you can remember the route of Qi circulation."
Seeing Song Qingshu's fingers reaching out to her neck, Chen Yuanyuan's whole body trembled. "This … this is not very convenient."
Song Qingshu smiled faintly. "What's inconvenient about it? Which part of your body haven't I touched?"
Chen Yuanyuan's breath stopped, and she immediately withdrew her evaluation of him in her heart. For a moment, she was ashamed and embarrassed, and could not speak at all.
"Okay, calm your mind." Song Qingshu patted her lightly and began to explain each acupuncture point to her.
Chen Yuanyuan's heart trembled, and as expected, she began to focus. The effect was much better when Song Qingshu explained and demonstrated at the same time. As his fingers moved, she gradually felt that there was really a flow of Qi in her body, which was completely different from the fleeting feeling before. This time, the Qi was always there, and she could not help but say excitedly, "I feel it, I feel it ~"
Song Qingshu was speechless. "When practicing martial arts, you must avoid great sorrow or great joy. When you were excited, the Qi that you had just gathered dispersed again. You have to start again."
Chen Yuanyuan stuck out her tongue guiltily. However, the feeling of having Qi flow for the first time was too magical, and it was no wonder that she could not help it.
"This time, don't be excited again." Song Qingshu glared at her and began to guide the Qi for her again.
Just now, Chen Yuanyuan was worried that she would not be able to remember the acupuncture points, so she had been focusing on practicing. Now that she was doing it again, she suddenly noticed the heat coming from Song Qingshu's fingertips, and her face became even redder.
As Song Qingshu continued to press, he suddenly felt Chen Yuanyuan's body become softer and softer. He looked down and saw that her peach blossom eyes were covered with a dense layer of mist, and her watery eyes were full of blurriness. Her moist red lips opened and closed, as if she was silently panting.
Song Qingshu's heart was beating wildly, and with great willpower, he looked away and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you remember the Qi flow route in the first diagram?"
"Yes … I do." Chen Yuanyuan's voice at this time was a little more shaky than usual.
"Then let's practice the second diagram, and try to help you practice it once today. After that, you will be able to practice according to those routes on your own." Song Qingshu swallowed his saliva, and said with great difficulty.
"Okay ~" Chen Yuanyuan's cheeks were also very hot, and she said in a small voice, "Help … help me, I'm stuck again."
Looking at her gentle posture, Song Qingshu felt a ball of fire burning in his lower abdomen. "Then bear with the pain, I will help you smooth it out."
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