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Chapter 397: Extra, husbands are not human! 63
Extra, husbands are not human! 63
"Xiaoqing, what are you doing?" Suddenly a crisp voice sounded behind her, interrupting her meditation.
Liu Qingcong looked back and saw that it was Feng Qijun. She quickly said: "Master, this little Yan'er fell from the nest."
Feng Qijun glanced at her and seemed to read her thoughts, "So you want to send it back, but it's not high enough?"
Liu Qingcong nodded, "Children who leave home are really pitiful. Parents who lose their children must be very sad. I really want to help them."
Feng Qijun suddenly carefully picked up the little swallow, opened his arms and flew up into the air, put the little swallow back into the bird's nest and landed gracefully, "Now it can be reunited with its mother."
"Thank you, Master. You are really a moral and benevolent person. Your good intentions will be rewarded." His handsomeness made her dare not look directly at him.
"Actually, you want to do the same thing as me. If you can help others, you will be happy." His eyes fell on her face, "Xiaoqing, are you homesick?"
Liu Qingcong shook her head and covered up the traces on her face with a smile. She must not let Feng Qijun know her identity. "No, I am just happy to help Yan'er go home."
"You can stay here peacefully and treat this place as your own home from now on."
She remained silent, and the two of them walked forward in tacit understanding. Liu Qingcong never forgot the graceful grace of Feng Qijun when he jumped up just now, and suddenly asked with a smile: "That... that one you jumped up just now?"
How is Qinggong done?”
"Are you interested? If you want to learn, I can teach you." He smiled faintly, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons, his eyes bright and his teeth white.
"Can I really do it?" Liu Qingcong was overjoyed. Qinggong is amazing. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that it really existed in the world. If she learned it, she wouldn't have to worry about hanging wires when filming.
"Learning Qing Gong is very hard. I'm afraid you won't be able to endure it with your weak body." Feng Qijun looked at her with pity, with an imperceptible concern in his tone.
"I'm not afraid of hard work, and I will never give up halfway. Young Master, please teach me." Liu Qingcong was full of curiosity about Qing Gong. Hey, if she had special skills, who would dare to bully her?
"Okay. You must start from the most basic skills and remember to be eager for quick success. From today on, you will run for an hour every day. The key to running is to keep your feet on the ground and relax your muscles. Come to me when you think you can run well." Feng Qijun
