After arranging all this, Li Xiaofei couldn't wait to go home.

The club prepared a celebration banquet, which was of high standard and had many delicacies.

But in Li Xiaofei's eyes, it was far inferior to the pile of side dishes and a bowl of soup in the dimly lit two-bedroom home.

What surprised him was that Zhong Ling was also at home.

A thin and pretty girl with a scarf tied around her waist.

Putting food on the table.

Seeing Li Xiaofei, Zhong Ling said naturally, "You're back? Sit down quickly, the food will be ready soon."

Li Xiaofei was stunned, nodded, and said nothing.

A family of three turned into a family of four.

Auntie and Xiaojie obviously regard Zhong Ling as one of their own and are very cordial to her.

After dinner, it’s still happy time.

Go to bed.

Take off your clothes.

massage.

After all the battles today, only the final match against Ye Liushuang made Li Xiaofei feel the pressure.

All the strength exploded, the physical load increased, and there were signs of physical damage.

But fortunately, I have my aunt’s perfect hands like a magician.

The aunt was riding on his back, pressing her fingers gently, stroking all the important points like running water.

Li Xiaofei felt extremely comfortable.

He fell asleep in a daze.

In this short period of time, the pressure I endured also dissipated.

The whole person has been sublimated.

Not knowing how long it took, Li Xiaofei suddenly woke up.

He found that his aunt was still massaging him.

Drops of glistening sweat fell on his back.

"After all, there is an end to cultivating Qi. Once you reach ninety-nine Qi, break the shackles."

Auntie said.

Li Xiaofei said, "I originally wanted to cultivate to 100 Qi."

"Everything cannot be perfect. When the moon is full, it will be missing. When water is full, it will overflow. The same is true for martial arts etiquette."

The aunt said again.

Li Xiaofei said, "Okay, I'll listen to my aunt."

Under the moonlight, a soft smile appeared on the scarred blind girl's face.

At this moment, the optical phone call suddenly came in.

"Who is it so late?"

Li Xiaofei muttered and touched the optical brain to take a look.

Tan Qingying called.
Chapter completed!