As long as it helps him practice, he can keep rereading 24 hours a day without recharging the battery without stopping.

"Speak."

"Yes, senior."

Luo Qingzhou cheered up and spoke again in detail.

After finishing speaking for the last time, Yuebai's figure became silent and motionless, seeming to be thinking about something.

After a while.

She said slowly: "Go back."

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and cupped his hands, and was about to say goodbye when she suddenly looked at him again and said, "Are you cultivating the soul without telling your wife?"

Luo Qingzhou was stunned and said respectfully: "Yes."

The Yuebai figure was silent for a moment and asked: "Why?"

Luo Qingzhou said casually: "It doesn't matter whether I tell her or not, she won't care."

The moon-white figure stopped talking.

"Senior, shall I go then?"

Luo Qingzhou held his hand.

The moon-white figure turned away and looked towards the dark night in the distance.

Luo Qingzhou did not dare to disturb her anymore, floated up from the roof, and left quickly.

The moon-white figure turned its head and looked at his figure quickly disappearing into the night. After looking for a long time, he also disappeared on the same spot.

When Luo Qingzhou returned to the house and regained consciousness, it was already early in the morning.

Xiaodie has already knocked on the door twice.

But I didn't dare to enter the house.

On the third time, I finally heard his answer: "Come in."

The little girl opened the door, lowered her head and walked into the house with a red face.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and was stunned.

The little girl had her long hair loose and was wearing a pink gauze skirt. She didn't seem to be wearing a bellyband or panties underneath, and her snow-white skin was looming in the transparent skirt...

"Sir, these are...the clothes that Sister Xiaotao gave to this slave..."

The little girl got on the bed, got under the quilt, put her cheek against his chest, and whispered shyly.

"Um...why don't you wear it underneath?"

"Sister Xiaotao said...you don't need to wear it..."

"Do you listen to the young master, or do you listen to her?"

"Ah? My slave... I will listen to the master..."

"Then go put it on, there's no one who doesn't wear underwear to sleep."

"Son..."

"Go put it on quickly."

"Snoring... snoring..."

"???Xiaodie?"

"Snoring... snoring..."

"..."

the next day.

After Luo Qingzhou got up, he felt refreshed and more energetic.

It seems that the soul training last night was indeed very effective.

After Xiaodie got up, she went out to rinse her mouth and brush her teeth.

When Luo Qingzhou watched her brushing her teeth, the little girl's face suddenly turned red. She turned away and said shyly: "Master, last night... did you feel comfortable serving me last night?"

Luo Qingzhou nodded: "Yeah. But I'll say goodbye next time. I promised to wait for another year."

The little girl turned her back to him and said with a blushing face: "But Master, I didn't...not like that. I just...just did that..."

"What kind?"

"Slave...Slave just moved my hands and feet."

"..."

After breakfast.

Luo Qingzhou went out alone and went to Jubao Pavilion.

Just after crossing the arch bridge and preparing to get off the bridge, I suddenly heard a quarrel coming from the river under the bridge.

One of the voices sounded extremely familiar.

He walked to the bridge railing and looked down.

A graceful young woman, with her arms akimbo, was arguing with an aunt who was washing clothes on the steps by the river.

Next to the young woman, stood a little girl in a red dress.

The little girl was about eleven or twelve years old. She was petite in stature and pretty in appearance. Her eyes were particularly big, watery, smart and cute. She was persuading the young woman anxiously.

There were other people washing clothes by the river. After watching the excitement for a while, they all gathered around with sticks, accusing and insulting the young woman.

When the young woman saw that the other party had a large number of people and weapons in her hands, she was a little scared, but she was still full of momentum. She pulled the little girl beside her back and continued to curse tit for tat.

"Little Lang Hoozi, how dare you scold me! Tear her clothes to pieces and throw her into the river!"

The burly aunt who was scolding the young woman suddenly shouted angrily and grabbed the young woman's collar.

The little girl in the red dress burst into tears and begged those people loudly.

Luo Qingzhou frowned and walked over quickly.
Chapter completed!