"Are you going to stay in the sect for a few more days or go home directly?" He Yi asked with a smile as he walked along the corridor with his hands behind his back.
Lou Cheng recalled that his Senior Sister had gone to Guanwai for a competition and his Master had gone to a secret military base for periodic treatment. "I've already booked the tickets."
"Okay." He Yi walked up the stairs and into the main hall of the Ice Queen Pavilion. "I'll get Jingting to send you to the airport."
"No need to trouble Martial Niece Mo. Any disciple will do." Lou Cheng blurted out.
He always felt uneasy around that crafty superstar. What if she made use of him and created a scandal? Wouldn't that hurt Ke's feelings?
"She's free right now. What trouble is there to talk about?" He Yi picked up the phone and called Mo Jingting over.
Lou Cheng couldn't refuse good intentions. Since what was done couldn't be undone, he didn't say anything else. He just had to keep his distance later. Also, after that concert, Mo Jingting had clearly restrained herself from doing anything that could cause misunderstandings.
While waiting, he unlocked his phone and said to Yan Zheke with a big smile,
"I've learned something from 'Vast Starry Sky, Absolute Frost' today. Who knows, I might be able to create some new moves!"
Since it was midnight and the girl was still asleep, Lou Cheng didn't wait for a reply and added, "I plan to keep this a secret for now. We'll talk about it after I actually create something!"
Yeah, I can use this time to talk to Master about this and get some pointers!
After a while, Mo Jingting arrived at the Ice Queen Pavilion with her car keys in hand. Her tight-fitting dark blue jeans accentuated her tall figure and slender legs. She casually put on a short beige jacket, and her straight hair casually draped over her shoulders. She looked more like a girl next door than a movie star.
"Young Martial Uncle, aren't you going to have dinner before you leave?" She looked at everyone in a daze. Lou Cheng's figure was reflected in her affectionate eyes.
Lou Cheng smiled politely. "I'm in a hurry. I'll eat at the airport."
"Young Martial Uncle, you're so eager to go home." Mo Jingting teased him, acting like they were close friends.
After getting into the car and fastening his seatbelt, Lou Cheng recalled the past and explained to his wife with a snicker,
"Sect Leader Martial Uncle asked Mo Jingting to send me to the airport … Now that I know that the rearview mirror can be controlled, I won't make any mistakes!"
Mo Jingting skillfully started the engine. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Lou Cheng's upturned mouth. She couldn't help but ask curiously,
"Young Martial Uncle, what are you laughing at? Did I drive the wrong way? "
Driving posture … It's easy for people to misunderstand … Damn it, it's all those old drivers' fault for using the word 'driving' so badly! Lou Cheng thought to himself. He shook his head and laughed.
"I'm sharing something interesting with my leader."
"Oh …" Mo Jingting seemed to have understood and tactfully stopped talking about this topic.
After the car drove for a while, she looked ahead and suddenly said,
"Young Martial Uncle, do you think I have a chance of reaching the Dan Stage?"
Lou Cheng immediately felt like an elder. After thinking for a while, he replied, "You're only in your twenties. There's still a long way to go before your Qi and blood deteriorates. If you can settle down and bear the pain, it's not impossible."
Mo Jingting had been accepted as a disciple of the Ice God Sect. She had reached the level of Professional Ninth Pin at such a young age, which showed that her talent was not bad. However, her ambition was not there, which was why she had not made any progress for a long time.
"After being in the entertainment circle for a few years, I realized that the Dan Stage is quite useful for me." Mo Jingting said with a smile, "For example, I can strengthen my control over my body. My expression and acting skills can improve rapidly. The same goes for the aura of my singing. Most importantly, I can lock my Qi and blood, control my skin and muscles, and slow down my aging … I'm really interested in reaching the Dan Stage. If I encounter any difficulties, Young Martial Uncle, you have to help me."
"Your master is more senior than me, and there's also the Sect Master. How can I help?" Lou Cheng subconsciously rejected her request.
Mo Jingting laughed softly and suddenly changed the topic.
"Senior Zhu Tai has been at the Inhuman stage for a long time, but he's still stuck at Professional Fifth Pin. He's almost 30 years old, so there's almost no hope for him to reach the Physical Invulnerability stage … Junior Lei Fang is almost 25 years old, but he still hasn't refined his root pulp and made a breakthrough. If this drags on for another two years, I feel that even if he does reach the Dan Stage, he won't have much spirit left …"
Lou Cheng listened quietly to Mo Jingting talk about the situation of the people in the sect, occasionally interrupting. They arrived at the airport in Shanggao in a harmonious manner.
Waving goodbye, Mo Jingting watched his back as he entered the departure hall. She retracted her gaze, smiled faintly, and sighed.
She picked up another phone, opened WeChat, and glanced at it.
This was the number she used to test men!
Back then, Lei Fang had a soft spot for this little senior sister and started a passionate pursuit. Mo Jingting was a little tempted and wanted to give it a try. However, after being in the entertainment industry for so many years, she was used to seeing the ugly faces of men. She specially got a number, found a full set of third-rate photos, and registered a new WeChat account. After adding her circle of friends, she sent a friend request to her junior brother, which was easily accepted. In the subsequent conversations, Lei Fang was even more flirtatious and vulgar, which allowed her to see a different side of her junior brother.
Since then, Mo Jingting had given up on the idea and only maintained a relatively ambiguous relationship with Lei Fang, unwilling to take the next step.
After hearing that Yan Zheke had gone abroad to study, she thought of how her little senior uncle would be all alone and unable to sleep. On a whim, she used this WeChat account to test him again, wanting to expose his fake serious face.
However, she glanced at her phone screen again. Her repeated pleas were like stones sinking into the sea. There was no response.
Mo Jingting shook her head with a smile. She pushed the lever, released the foot brake, pressed the accelerator, and turned the car onto the road.
Little senior uncle seems to be a martial artist like an ascetic monk … or maybe he doesn't have a strong desire for that …
…
At the end of January, Xiushan, Xing Province.
In the bright and clean new house, Qi Fang packed a pile of things. She patted her waist and said to her son, "This is for Zheke. Remember to take it with you later."
Lou Cheng looked at the sausages, bacon, and glutinous rice cakes in the bag. The corner of his mouth twitched and said, "Mom, I'm afraid this won't pass the test."
"Why not? You can set fire and explode, but you can still pass the test, right? How can they be better than you? "Qi Fang glared at him and retorted loudly.
Mom, you make so much sense that I can't refute … Lou Cheng laughed and sighed. It took him a herculean effort to persuade the stubborn middle-aged woman.
Before leaving, Qi Fang said earnestly, "You have to treat Zheke well. She's a young girl, but she left her hometown for you. She can't even go home for Chinese New Year. She's all alone …"
On this matter, Lou Cheng was suspected to be showing off his eloquence and embellishing the original story, so he didn't dare to say much. He nodded hurriedly and then changed the topic until he was "chased" out of the house by his impatient mother.
Humming a melody silently, he happily got into the car and started to imagine his trip to America.
Chinese New Year, my birthday, Valentine's Day, and our date anniversary. I wonder what kind of gift or surprise Zheke will give me. Anyway, I'm already prepared …
This time, I can give Aunt Du a holiday and let her come back to spend Chinese New Year with her son. I'll be her full-time bodyguard. Hehe, does this count as the school belle's bodyguard?
When the weekend comes, if I have the chance, I'll try to challenge the Mighty Ones of the Geruga Sect. I'll slowly familiarize myself with what I've learned and warm up for the National Competition in April …
I'll ask Spider to keep an eye on the Holy Top Church. If that scumbag Pavel dares to come out and commit a crime, I'll make sure he'll never be able to do anything bad again …
His good mood was met with a not-so-good flight delay. Lou Cheng arrived in Connecticut five hours later than expected. It was already ten at night. The cold wind was howling and the snow was falling.
"Didn't I ask you to wait for me at home? I'm not a kid. I can find a car myself. " Lou Cheng replied to Yan Zheke on his phone as he walked out of the gate. "It's late and cold. You still have class tomorrow!"
Yan Zheke replied with an emoji of lowering its head and smiling shyly.
"But I want to see my Cheng first …"
… Lou Cheng was taken aback at first, but soon broke into a smile. [Stunned expression]
"Wait … What did I see just now? My little fairy said something mushy to me!"
"It's all because of you!" Yan Zheke replied with grief and anger.
After reading the message, Lou Cheng didn't even have time to type when a white figure entered his eyes. The girl was wearing a long white down jacket and a light-colored knitted cap. Fluffy balls dangled from both sides of the cap to protect her ears. She was beautiful and cute.
Their eyes met and looked at each other. Nothing needed to be said.
In the office of the Department of Homeland Security, Smith thought he was finally free after not seeing a certain troublemaker for nearly two months. He started to learn Chinese with great interest. He stared blankly at the monitor screen and spat out three unfamiliar and strange syllables.
"Motherf * cker …"
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