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"Xiao Yuan, do you think I'm using this move correctly?" In the open space outside Zhu Zhuqing's room, she held a long spear and practiced its moves one by one.

"There's a slight problem. Raise your right arm a little, lower the spearhead, and plant your feet firmly and steadily. Only then will the thrust carry enough power."

As Lu Yuan adjusted Zhu Zhuqing's posture, he spoke.

"Xiao Yuan, I feel like your Vast Sea Spear Art is so difficult to practice. I've been learning for so long, but I've only gotten to the second form." Zhu Zhuqing held up the spear and spoke softly.

"Is it really that hard? I practiced this when I was four or five years old. I didn't think it was difficult back then. You're already this old—are you saying you're not even as good as I was at four or five?"

Hearing Zhu Zhuqing's words, Lu Yuan spoke softly.

"How could I compare to you, Xiao Yuan? Maybe I just don't have the talent for learning this kind of long weapon." Zhu Zhuqing said somewhat dejectedly.

"What do you mean, no talent? I think you just haven't put your heart into it. You've been practicing spearwork for three hours, but you've been distracted for at least two of them. Stop staring at me all the time. Didn't you get enough of a look last night?"

"You weren't like this before."

Rolling his eyes, Lu Yuan spoke irritably.

"How could it be the same? Before, you were only my boyfriend. Now, you're my fiancé. Of course I have to look at you a little more." Zhu Zhuqing said as if it were only natural.

Lu Yuan could not help but laugh. That reason was simply unbeatable.

"Zhu Qing, I've noticed that ever since the engagement