The next day, before the rooster crowed, the dark sky was just a little white, He Qihuan got up and prepared to practice. As soon as he walked out of the room, he unexpectedly found that Xiaohong was waiting at the door. She saw her shoulders trembling slightly, and her hair was wet with the cold dew of late autumn. He Qihuan said in surprise: "What are you doing at the door so early?"

Xiaohong smiled and didn't say anything.

"Let's cold! Come into the house quickly." He Qihuan hurriedly asked Xiaohong to enter the house. When she touched her hand, she felt her little hands were cold. He Qihuan knew that Xiaohong must be thinking of serving her, so she got up early, but she was embarrassed to come into the house, so she had to stand outside the door. So He Qihuan reminded Xiaohong: "Silly girl, I don't need you to do anything, why bother standing outside so early? Aren't you cold? Don't do this next time."

"This is our life." Xiaohong shook her head gently, rubbed her hands and whispered a few times, then went into the house to get busy. She folded the quilt, brought water, and cleaned... He Qihuan advised her a few words, and when she saw that it was ineffective, she was about to leave the room, but she remembered something, and looked back at Xiaohong and said solemnly: "You just go to the courtyard here to do things, don't go anywhere else, especially don't go to the second young master."

Xiaohong heard that she didn't go to the second young master's place, and she looked happy and said deeply to He Qihuan with a deep blessing: "I understand."

He Qihuan said intimately: If you don’t go out, that guy will not have the chance to get to you.

He Qihuan looked east, which was a good time to practice, but the ground was covered with white frost. He didn't have the ability to let the ground dry without the two old people raising their hands, so he had to hold the rattan chair upright, and at the same time told Xiaohong that he would start practicing and never disturb him. This article was only posted on Qidian website, 2110917. If you like it, please support me.

Xiaohong nodded, while doing things lightly, she looked at the strange young master curiously.

He Qihuan sat cross-legged in a rattan chair, facing east, his eyes half closed, his hands pinched, his tongue pressed on the upper palate, his whole body relaxed, and slowly absorbed the fresh air in the morning. After gradually calming down, he focused his mind on his eyebrows, gradually forgetting about things and things. In an ethereal state, He Qihuan slowly drove the ray of the first yang energy in his body, and several large meridians in his body were rotating, absorbing the two sleeping true energy input from Wuchen and Shangguan Ren as they turned.

About an hour later, He Qihuan let out a long sigh and stopped practicing. He opened his eyes and found that Xiaohong was squatting beside him holding a steaming towel and looking at him with concern. Seeing He Qihuan wake up, Xiaohong smiled and said, "Young master, okay? Wipe your face." As he said that, he was about to wipe the sweat from He Qihuan's forehead.

He Qihuan hurriedly said, "I'll do it myself." As he said that, he took the snow-white towel from Xiaohong's hand. He Qihuan asked a little strangely: "How do you know that I'm over at this time?"

Xiaohong covered her red lips with her little hands and smiled and said, "We are maids, so we pay attention to the word "diligence". If you are pouring hot water, you will snatch a few more hands, and wait for you all the time." Xiaohong glanced at He Qihuan and asked curiously: "Young Master, what are you practicing? You can sweat when you sit still in the cold weather, but your complexion is better than before, and it is a little rosy."

He Qi laughed and said, "This is training for Qi!"

"Practice Qi?" Xiaohong's eyebrows frowned slightly, obviously not understanding.

He Qihuan looked at Xiaohong who was half-squatting in front of him and suddenly had a whim: The two old people can transport true qi into my body. Can't I try it and transport true qi into Xiaohong's body? If this happens, she has the ability to protect herself, can't she avoid being bullied? If she also has strong internal strength, just wave her hand, the wine and sweet young master will fly... The more He Qihuan thinks, the more she feels it makes sense.

Xiaohong is a woman, and a woman belongs to Yin, and should export Shangguan Ren’s true energy.

But how to transport it? He Qihuan closed his eyes again and began to carefully recall the various martial arts methods taught by the two old men. He thought of using his first yang energy to drive a little Shangguan Ren's true energy to slowly move towards the Laogong point in his palm. After a while, there was a slight sense of coolness in his Laogong point.

So He Qihuan looked at Xiaohong and smiled and said, "Miss Xiaohong, look at it so cold, do you want to learn a method? You will not be afraid of the cold in the future."

"Is it like this that you can sweat and not be afraid of the cold while sitting?" Xiaohong, a clear black and white big eyes blinked and asked naively.

"right."

Xiaohong lowered her head and thought, it was almost winter and the weather would only get colder. As maids, they had to wash things, clean, and be busy. Moreover, the master and the young master didn't like them dressed thickly and said they wanted to maintain the image of the mansion and give it pleasing to the eyes of the guests. If they could really learn a method and not be afraid of the cold, that would be great, at least they would not have frostbite this year.

Xiaohong looked up again to see He Qihuan - this young master was very kind to her these days, unlike the second young master who always beat her, and now he looked at him gently, with white teeth and nodding like a bad person. Xiaohong had decided to think about it, and nodded heavily and said, "Okay, young master, teach me."

He Qihuan said: "Actually, I haven't learned this method of qi training for a long time. The most important thing is to first input some true qi, so that your veins can be motivated and you can practice it slowly by yourself in the future. Do you understand?"

Xiaohong wrinkled her cute little nose, shook her head blankly and said, "I... don't understand."

"Okay, I'll explain it to you while teaching you. Go and take a chair first and sit down." He Qihuan said solemnly.

Xiaohong hesitated and thought for a while, and saw that He Qihuan was not like a joke, so she obediently went into the house and brought a small chair and sat upright.

He Qihuan nodded, sat upright like an old monk, and then said to Xiaohong: "Stretch your hands flat."

Xiaohong looked at He Qihuan timidly. Seeing that He Qihuan looked like a gentleman, serious, and an old monk sat with his tiring appearance, it didn't look like he was trying to tease himself for doing bad things, so he shyly stretched out his arms.

"Relax, stretch your arms slightly." He Qihuan pointed at Xiaohong, and then told Xiaohong: "I will give you the true qi delivery point that the old senior who taught me sent me to me later. Don't be afraid, relax, and think about sucking the qi in and storing it in the Dantian point in the abdomen. This is here." He Qihuan pointed at his lower abdomen.

Xiaohong's face suddenly turned red, and she said shyly: "This...this...this...will you...be...be big belly?"

"No! No!" He Qihuan quickly explained, and he said to himself: Where did this silly girl want to go?

"Come on, come on, relax... don't be nervous, there's nothing to do."

"Do you feel it? It's sour, itchy?"

"No? Come again, don't let go, raise it, raise it..."

He Qihuan didn't notice that when he was teaching Xiaohong wholeheartedly, a black shadow quietly touched the door of the courtyard. This black shadow was the young master of wine and sex - Du Feixiong.

Du Feixiong got up early in the morning and thought of the watery Xiaohong. Besides, He Qihuan scolded him with righteousness yesterday. He was very dissatisfied. Now he also wanted to secretly see if He Qihuan is a hypocrite and if he is getting together with Xiaohong.

So he held his breath and tiptoed to the courtyard where He Qihuan was staying to eavesdrop.

Behind the crack of the door, you can't see the scene inside, but a faint sound came out-

The shy girl: "This...this...this...will you...be big belly when you go in?"

("What? Du Feixiong was a little angry. This guy called me a pervert yesterday, but he was having sex with women early in the morning. Hypocrites, hypocrites. When something goes in, women's belly will be big, and everyone on earth knows...)

The upright boy: "Do you feel it? It's sour and itchy?"

(This ball rolling ball, when playing with women, also has a gentleman tone! Well, is it still a veteran among flowers? I pay great attention to women's feelings and know how to ** first and then get on the horse?)

"Come on again, don't let go, raise it, raise it..."

(What? Not enough at one time, 2 more times? Lift up? What to lift up? Thighs!)

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