As he reached out and held Chen Yuanyuan's legs, the soft sensation made Song Qingshu feel as though he were about to turn into a beast. To avoid embarrassing himself, he had no choice but to divert his attention. "This is already the second time. It seems that when you practice the Sutra of Divine Feet in the future, you'll still need me nearby to protect you. Otherwise, if you get stuck again, let's see what you'll do."
Chen Yuanyuan's face was as red as a rose. It was hard to tell whether she was ashamed over this matter or because Song Qingshu was holding her legs. "Pah, my flexibility is actually quite good, all right? It's mainly because I haven't exercised in years, so my body is a little stiff now. After I get used to it a few times, I'll recover."
Back then, there had been countless stunning Courtesan Queens along the Qin Huai River. For her to outshine them all, she had relied not only on her beauty, but also on talents that matched it. Aside from playing the pipa, dancing was what she excelled at most.
To stand out in a place as fiercely competitive as the Qin Huai River, one could imagine how accomplished she had been at dancing. Those skilled in dancing invariably possessed exceptional flexibility. If Chen Yuanyuan had performed the bizarre movements in the Sutra of Divine Feet back then, they would have posed no difficulty at all. Unfortunately, she had spent many years with only a blue lamp and ancient buddha, and had long ceased dancing. Coupled with growing older, her body had inevitably declined somewhat.
Even so, Chen Yuanyuan could still rather easily complete these strange postures that ordinary people would consider utterly impossible. The only drawback was that she