"Sister, you sleep in the bed, and I am going to..." Song Ning glanced around and found no chairs in the room. Is it really an upper room?
Tang Yue glanced over the room and replied, "The bed is big enough and how about we cultivating together in it. Are you in shyness?"
"I'm not. I agree." Song Ning responded.
He was not worried about practicing with her, but his real strength being disclosed.
They went to the bed, sat opposite. After the look at each other, Tang Yue closed her eyes, licked lotus fingers, and began to meditate.
Song Ning did not follow to meditate, because here was not a good place for cultivating and he might be discovered with real cultivation.
So he began to lie on the bed, pretending sleep with a slight snoring in a while.
On the other side of the bed, Tang Yue couldn't calm herself down to start cultivating. Her heartbeat was so fast now.
After hearing the slight snoring of Song Ning, she was relieved a little.
"Little Brother?" She whispered.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzz…
She gently bite her pink lips and look at Song Ning.
Only friending with Li Qingling in the past, she thought she had been used to loneliness. But today, with Song Ning, she found herself wrong. In her mind, there was even a desire to play with Song Ning.
But…
She considered, "If Dieh knows, he will not allow me to friend with Song Ning. His cultivation was too weak!"
All of a sudden, she made a bold decision－ stimulating the circulation of the blood to improve cultivation.
At the beginning of cultivating, the veins, vessels and bones were very important. She couldn't change his bones, but could help him to smooth his veins and vessels.
But she was a bit hesitant, because she needed to take off Song Ning's clothes first.
After thinking twice, she advised herself, "He is asleep now! What's more, he gets on well with me and I have to help him with his cultivation."
She took a deep breath in trembling and took off Song Ning's clothes.
Tired of the past few days' cultivation, Song Ning fell asleep actually. And he seemed to dream that somebody was taking off his clothes. He wanted to wake up, but failed.
After a while, he felt t a finger sliding on his body, and after a long time, it altered to press.
This finger was very delicate. He became shy in his dream. He didn't know why he was doing such kind of dream. Does he look forward to romantic relationship now?