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  As expected, before long another customer asked them to shovel snow, and at that time the snowflakes had just fallen a little, and the sky was still gloomy.

  The two of them had no choice but to start shoveling snow again.

  They swept until they had finished dinner, and then the two of them were called by guests to tidy up the study. When they had tidied up the study, it was already late, with torches burning brightly everywhere and music playing continuously.

  While eavesdropping on the guests' conversations in front of the study, Wei Luo had already hidden the wooden sword in her sleeve and ran into the residence.

  Nowadays, Wei Luo is a bit regretful. She regrets that in her previous life as a student, she didn't take the opportunity to learn about Chinese martial arts and swordsmanship. Even if she knew nothing about those things, at least being able to dance would have been good for improving her physical agility. Alas, now she can only mechanically practice the actions of chopping, stabbing, and slashing over and over again.

  She repeatedly stabbed and chopped at the silk thread, her movements as steady as a mountain, powerful and forceful. The wooden sword's blade was still over a foot away from the thread when it suddenly swung open.

  Watching the silk thread swing open, Wei Luo was secretly thinking: If this sword can make the silk thread not move but also break, it will definitely be an improvement.

  As soon as she thought of this, the hot flow between her chest and abdomen surged again, and this time when the hot flow surged, it was almost sudden, she only felt that her whole body was comfortable, like soaking in a warm spring, and like basking in the warm sunshine on a spring day, so comfortable that she almost moaned with pleasure!

  At that moment, the heat flowed out in a flash, and Wei Luosheng felt the ultimate pleasure brought by this heat flow for the first time. Suddenly, the wooden sword she stabbed out extended a small, somewhat faint, shimmering light! The light only flashed by, but it accurately split the silk thread that had just been opened into two halves!

  A silk thread floats down.

  Wei Luo's eyes widened as she stared blankly at the floating silk thread.

  After a moment, she lowered her head again, foolishly staring at the wooden sword in her hand!

  Just as she was lost in thought, she found that the warm flow at her abdomen did not disappear as usual. It stayed below her navel, a small and gentle warmth that jumped slightly from time to time!

  It's still there!

  It's great, it's still here!

  Wei Luo forcibly suppressed his ecstatic mood, picked up the wooden sword again, calmed down, and stabbed out one sword after another.

  She was afraid that the warm current would disappear, so she thought that constant practice might make it last a little longer. Indeed, an hour had passed, and Wei Luo was already sweating profusely, while outside came the "creaking" sound of footsteps, which should be Su returning, but the warm current still hadn't dissipated.

  With a creak, Su pushed open the door and immediately spotted Wei Luo, who was seriously wielding a wooden sword in the room. As soon as Su saw her, he couldn't help but reveal a smiling face. He opened his mouth to call out to her, but suddenly remembered that Wei Luo never paid attention to people when she was practicing swordplay, so he quickly closed his mouth and quietly walked over to the bed to sleep.

  That night, Wei Luo practiced for a very long time. She slowly and steadily wielded her sword according to the breathing method, never stopping once.

  It wasn't until a rooster's crowing sound came from outside that Wei Luo's hand went limp and the wooden sword fell to the ground with a thud.

  She stretched out her hand to lean against the wall and steady her swaying body, still closing her eyes to regulate her breathing. It wasn't until a moment later that she opened her eyes again.

  That hot spring is still there even now!

  Wei Luo thought happily, perhaps this warmth would never disappear.

  Embracing this joy and expectation, the extremely exhausted Wei Luo hugged Mai Yi again and hid in that corner from last night to wipe her body with snowflakes.

  Also don't know why, this time wiping body, Wei Luo found that it was no longer as cold and bone-piercing as last night.

  Until Wei Luo had finished wiping herself clean and lay down on the bed, that warm and cozy ball of heat was still lying under her navel, it's just that this time it was quieter.

  Wei Luo adjusted her breathing and slowly fell asleep.

  She slept very comfortably, and even in her daze, her heart still remembered this joy, from time to time letting out a faint giggle.

  In the darkness, a bright pair of eyes heard this low laugh, furrowed their brow in confusion, then smiled and revealed a set of big white teeth.

  Wei Luo slept very soundly and heavily.

  In her dream, vaguely, the garden where she was dancing suddenly disappeared, then she found a great mountain pressing towards herself, and in an instant it heavily pressed itself down on top of her.

  Uh... Wei Luo let out a soft, uncomfortable moan, twisted her body, and tried to struggle free from the weight on top of her. As soon as she moved, almost instantly, a strong, unfamiliar masculine scent entered her nostrils, and she suddenly woke up!

  Wei Luo opened her eyes and met a pair of sparkling eyes in the darkness!

  Someone!

  There is someone on top of me!

  Wei Luo was shocked and lost color, she stared wide-eyed, her mouth opened to shout for help, but just as it did, a hand clamped over it.

  "Hmm..."

  With her mouth covered and her body pinned down, Wei Luo struggled restlessly, her eyes wide with shock.

  In her extreme fear and panic, the guy who was pressing down on her and covering her small mouth spoke up, even if it was just the bright snowlight outside that made his big white teeth gleam with a smile, which also made Wei Luo feel flustered.

  "Hush! Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, child, it's me, it's me, Cheng Xi."

  "Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh..." (Author's translation: Of course it's you! Who else but a gluttonous moron like you would set their sights on a dark and withered me.)

  Wei Luo gritted her teeth and glared at Cheng Yu, if she had a sword in her hand, she would have stabbed him seventeen or eighteen transparent holes!

  He approached her with a mischievous grin, his eyes gleaming with amusement, and asked with a chuckle: "Little one, have you been thinking of me these past two days?"

  Wei Luo rolled her eyes: Of course I wouldn't think of you.

  Cheng Yi rolled her eyes at him, smiling complacently to herself. "I know you don't miss me, but for some reason, I find myself missing you more and more each day."

  He spoke bluntly, without hesitation, and suddenly squeezed his eyes, grinned at Wei Luo, and whispered to her: "At dinner time in the evening, I heard someone say that your butt is black and flat, and it would make me feel disgusted. But somehow, since hearing those words, my mind has been filled with your figure, hehe, so I took advantage of being on duty tonight to come here. Ah, little one, this time I must take off your clothes and smell whether your butt smells good or not! Otherwise, how could it make me think about you day and night, unable to forget?"

  Cheng Yi said this, one hand still covering Wei Luo's mouth, the other large hand that was pressing down on her hands began to move downwards, wanting to lift up and open her clothes.