“Qing Shui,
quickly give me your hand!”
Qing Yi eagerly said.
Qing Shui obediently obeyed,
presenting his hands to Qing Yi.
Qing Yi extended her own graceful,
snow-white and jade-like hands,
taking Qing Shui hands into hers.
“Qing Shui,
quickly circulate your Qi based on the formula of the Blue Lotus Art.”
After awhile,
Qing Yi emotionally embraced Qing Shui and kissed him twice on his cheeks.
“Shui’er,
you are a genius… a real genius.”
Qing Shui said with a hint of excitement in her voice.
Of course,
Qing Yi would only lose her composure in front of her son.