A familiar smiling face came into view, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's you." Who else did she think? She was so cold.
chill.
Luo Qingfeng, who had just lowered his head, raised his head again and looked at the person in front of him suspiciously.
"You're going to take an ice bath." Seeing how anxious he was, he didn't even dry his hair.
Feng Jinghong sat down next to him with a sad face, sighed and said, "What else?"
After all, Xiao Qing'er was still too young and he couldn't bear to part with her.
"Sit down." Luo Qingfeng frowned and looked at him, then walked aside.
Feng Jinghong looked at her actions, smiled softly, and looked down to see the spiritual secret she had placed on the bed.
He tapped his fingers lightly on the spirit formula, and when he saw the pattern on it, the smile on his face deepened.
Luo Qingfeng came back at this time, with a dry handkerchief in his hand.
Walked up to him and gently wiped his dripping hair.
"Even if you are in a hurry, don't run away with your hair dripping." He is not a child. Besides, he wants to dry his hair immediately, but there is no way.
Feng Jinghong stretched out his hands and hugged her waist.
"Otherwise, how can Qingfeng wipe my hair?" He smiled slyly and winked.
Luo Qingfeng looked down and reached out to twist his nose.
"Okay, you admitted it." You knew he did it on purpose.
"Didn't Qingfeng say that even if I hide it from you, I won't lie to you? Of course, as a husband, you can't lie." Little Qing'er will get angry if he lies.
Luo Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and nodded, "You haven't forgotten what I said."
"Of course. What Qingfeng said will never be forgotten in my ten lifetimes." You must not forget it.
Luo Qingfeng laughed and then released his fingers.
"Well, you have such a sweet mouth, I'll spare you this time." As she said that, she started to wipe his hair again.
"Well, Qingfeng's mouth is also very sweet." Staring at those red lips, there were two more clusters of flames in his eyes.
Hearing those words, Luo Qingfeng looked at him with black lines on her head.
"You can't be more serious."
"I'm serious." He replied with a serious look on his face.
Luo Qingfeng ""
Who wants him to be so serious?
"Qingfeng, you are learning Lihuolangpu. Do you need my husband to teach you?" he asked with a smile.
Luo Qingfeng stopped moving and looked at him suspiciously, "Will you?"
"Of course." Of course.
"What conditions are there?" She narrowed her eyes, there must be conditions.
"Hahaha, Qingfeng still understands me." As he said that, the movements of his hands became tighter.
"Come on, come on, tell me." I don't know him yet.
If he could teach me easily, he would still say so much
"Waiting for the first three competitions to be completed, Qingfeng will be my student. I promise to only accept Qingfeng and teach Qingfeng alone." It is necessary.
The figure slowly moved away, and Luo Qingfeng looked at him suspiciously.
"Have you forgotten that you don't have to choose a mentor in the Spiritual Master Academy? You can also practice various practices on your own, and then go to the corresponding mentor to ask different questions." She never thought about having a mentor.
Feng Jinghong sat up and his eyes lit up, "Qingfeng doesn't want a mentor."
"No need." She really didn't understand what she could do with Master Jiuxie.
Although the Spiritual Master Academy could give her what Master Jiuxie could not learn, in terms of teaching, no teacher should be able to compare with Master Jiuxie.
"Okay, then keep wiping." Feng Jinghong pointed to his hair with a smile.
His waterfall-length hair was as messy as a bird's nest, but he was smiling extremely happily.