Foshan Wuying Kick

Ye Xiaofeng could not stand Qingqing tickling him. He simply rolled over to sleep, turning his back to Qingqing.

"Since you won't let me tickle you, I'm definitely going to tickle you," Qingqing said as she began tickling the soles of Ye Xiaofeng's feet.

"Ah~" Being tickled in his sleep was unbearable for Ye Xiaofeng. He directly unleashed a Foshan Wuying Kick backward, sending Qingqing flying with one kick.

Qingqing lay on the floor, her chest aching terribly as a trace of blood trickled from the corner of her mouth. Ye Xiaofeng's sleeping kick had struck her in the chest. Fortunately, Qingqing landed on the carpet after flying backward and did not suffer any further injury.

Shopkeeper Li had previously arranged for someone to lay carpets in Ye Xiaofeng's room, and that had just saved Qingqing's life. She lay on the floor with tears streaming down her face.

As if nothing had happened, Ye Xiaofeng turned over, lay flat on the sofa, and continued his afternoon nap.

"Ye Xiaofeng, you bastard! I'll kill you!" Qingqing climbed up, wiped away the trace of blood at her mouth, and ran to the sofa.

"You deserved it, boohoo~" Qingqing sat on the sofa, her eyes seeming like they had turned into faucets as endless tears ran down her cheeks.

Neither of them seemed willing to admit defeat; whoever stopped first would lose. Ye Xiaofeng was still rolling around on the floor in pain, while Qingqing clutched her chest with one hand and wiped her tears with the other, continuing to cry on the sofa.

"Qingqing, I'm fine. You don't need to worry," Ye Xiaofeng finally conceded. Seeing Qingqing crying at him from the sofa, he thought she was worried about him and offered her a word of comfort.

"I... I just want... to beat you to death," Qingqing sobbed as she looked at Ye Xiaofeng and pounded his chest.

"Qingqing, it was my fault. I'll be more careful next time. How about I only go to sleep after you do?" Ye Xiaofeng thought Qingqing was angry because he had fallen asleep before waiting for her.

"You kicked me... boohoo..." Hearing Ye Xiaofeng's explanation, Qingqing began crying even harder.

"Kicked... where did I kick you?" Ye Xiaofeng was completely baffled. He had clearly been asleep just now.

"Get lost! I don't want to see you again!" Qingqing cursed at Ye Xiaofeng, still wiping tears with one hand and clutching her chest with the other. That unguarded kick had injured her rather badly.

"I'm sorry, Qingqing. It was my fault. Let me see where you got kicked." Ye Xiaofeng hugged Qingqing and hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. He had just noticed a little blood still at the corner of her mouth.

"Ye Xiaofeng, you big bad man, you jerk! You kicked me in the chest, and now you still want to take advantage of me! Boohoo..." Qingqing could not bear to listen any longer and tried to break free from Ye Xiaofeng's embrace.

"Shopkeeper, what are you doing?" The waiter had been cleaning the rooms and had reached the final one, only to find Shopkeeper Li pressing his ear against the wall to listen to the room next door.

"Shh." Shopkeeper Li immediately gestured with his finger for the waiter to be quiet.

"Shopkeeper, isn't this the room next to Young Master Ye's?" the waiter asked in a low voice.

"Go downstairs now. This is none of your business," Shopkeeper Li hurriedly dismissed him.

"Shopkeeper, let me listen too." Ignoring Shopkeeper Li, the waiter pressed his ear close to the wall as well to listen to the sounds next door.

"You brat, you don't understand anything. Get out, now," Shopkeeper Li said unhappily.

"Shopkeeper, although I, Xiao Liuzi, have never been married, I still understand this sort of thing." As he spoke, the waiter gave a lecherous grin.

"Shopkeeper, Young Master Ye is still fooling around with Miss Qingqing in broad daylight. His stamina is really something, isn't it?" the waiter could not help saying.

"Didn't you hear those sounds just now? From now on, serve the Signature Dish in different varieties. And don't let guests stay in this room anymore." Shopkeeper Li and the waiter wore extremely lecherous expressions as the two of them left the room.

"Qingqing, let me see whether your injury is serious. Close your eyes," Ye Xiaofeng comforted Qingqing.

"Are you trying to cop a feel?" Qingqing shot Ye Xiaofeng a glare.

"You silly girl, where did you get all this nonsense from? Hurry up," Ye Xiaofeng said helplessly.

"Blessing." Once Qingqing closed her eyes, Ye Xiaofeng immediately used the first Soul Skill of his second martial soul, the Jade Swan, to heal her. After examining her, he found that she was fortunately not seriously injured, and the treatment was quickly completed.

"Is it done? Why does my chest feel warm? I can't feel any pain anymore," Qingqing said, still keeping her eyes shut.

"It's done. You can open your eyes now," Ye Xiaofeng said with a smile.

"That's amazing! Tell me quickly, how did you heal me?" Qingqing opened her eyes. She could no longer feel any pain, and her body felt even better than before.

"What, have you forgotten the pain as soon as the wound healed?" Ye Xiaofeng did not want to tell Qingqing his secret so quickly. It was not that he did not want to tell her; he was simply afraid that he might bring her fatal trouble.

"Get lost. You're just an ugly, stinky Xiaofeng," Qingqing said. Her body had completely recovered, but her mouth still refused to spare Ye Xiaofeng, though her tone was much gentler than before.

"Qingqing, how about you get some rest too?" Ye Xiaofeng said with concern.

"You don't need to tell me that. I know I need rest. Oh, and you sleep on the sofa. You're not allowed to come over here." Because of what had happened earlier, Qingqing did not want Ye Xiaofeng near her.

"Don't be so petty." Ye Xiaofeng pounced over with a lecherous grin and hugged Qingqing. At that moment, Qingqing was like a little lamb, curled up in Ye Xiaofeng's arms.

"Ye Xiaofeng, you big pervert! You're a horrible man! Let me go!" Qingqing still struggled verbally.

"Go ahead and scream. Even if you scream your throat raw today, no one will save you. Hehe." Ye Xiaofeng deliberately gave a lecherous laugh, then scooped Qingqing up in a bridal carry and carried her back to the bed.

"Ah~" Qingqing screamed in fright.

"Don't scream anymore. If you scream again, I'll tear your clothes," Ye Xiaofeng said directly to Qingqing. Frightened, Qingqing immediately shut her mouth and lay obediently on the bed.

"Alright, get some proper sleep. No more fussing around, understand?" Ye Xiaofeng gently tucked the blanket around Qingqing.

Qingqing blinked to show that she understood, and Ye Xiaofeng then turned to leave.

"Where are you going?" Qingqing had thought Ye Xiaofeng had improper intentions toward her, but she had not expected him to do nothing.

"I'm going to sleep on the sofa."

"No, stay with me. Wait until I fall asleep before you go to sleep."

Qingqing was unwilling and only wanted Ye Xiaofeng to stay with her.

"Alright. Close your eyes and sleep." Ye Xiaofeng walked to the bedside and stayed with Qingqing.

"Why don't you just sleep up here? I can't fall asleep while you're sitting there." Qingqing looked at Ye Xiaofeng with a blush on her face.

"If you don't sleep soon, I'm going to the sofa." How could Ye Xiaofeng possibly sleep with her? Nothing good ever came from sleeping with her; she would only keep tormenting him. Sleeping alone on the sofa was much more comfortable.

"No, I'll sleep now. You're not allowed to leave, hear me?" Qingqing said hurriedly. Only after seeing Ye Xiaofeng nod did she close her eyes and go to sleep.