The disciple is going to practice.”

Ling Qingchen pointed to the bed he had already prepared for Ning Qingxue and Bai Zitong, and said softly.

I can't wait.

"You little brat, why are you practicing crossing your legs?

Wouldn’t it be uncomfortable to practice in such a sitting position?"

Seeing Ling Qingchen's awkward sitting posture, Bai Zitong couldn't help but look confused and confused in his eyes.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

That's because I'm almost unable to hold back the gun!

When Ling Qingchen thought of that beautiful scene, he felt so restless.

Ling Qingchen in his previous life also saw several movies in which two girls were playing together.

But, the movie is just a movie.

Just like a science fiction movie, it's just a movie after all.

Iron Man, Hulk, Spider-Man in the movie, is so cool.

It is far less than the shocking thing in the real world when you see it coming.

Ling Qingchen still wants to see more real situations.

"It will definitely be more uncomfortable.

But it is precisely because of this way of cultivation that I feel uncomfortable.

Only then will I become more serious and more in a state of mind when I practice.

I won’t say that I feel sleepy because my cultivation posture is too comfortable.

Comfort is left to the dead.”

Ling Qingchen spoke with a serious look on his face.

Bai Zitong: “…”

Good guy!

This brat's fallacy is one by one.

If you accidentally do, you can really fool him.

“Why is this bed so neat?

I remember when I went out before, I wasn’t that neat?”

Looking at the neat beds, Ning Qingxue couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

On weekdays, I don’t have the habit of tidying up the bed or folding quilts!

How could this bed be so neat?

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Not because I want to watch your performance faster.

So I've prepared it for you in advance and prepared.

Don't waste too much time on trivial matters like making beds.
Chapter completed!