Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

Pucha Ningran's pair of delicate and slender hands, like carefully carved fingertips, gently pressed against the strong and broad chest of her beloved lover Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo). Her fingertips trembled slightly, revealing her inner nervousness and anticipation.

She could feel the heartbeat of her lover Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) in the palm of her jade hand. It was a firm and powerful rhythm, like the most stable reef in the ocean, which gave her an infinite sense of security no matter how rough the wind and waves were.

This power seemed to be transmitted to Pucha Ningran's own heart through contact, gradually calming her uneasiness and tension, and replaced by an unprecedented courage and determination.

Her eyes were focused and determined, as if at this moment, everything in the world except Xu Xingchen's (Li Qingmo) voice became distant and blurred, and she listened carefully to what her lover said.

After listening to the plan told to her by her lover Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo), Pucha blinked her watery eyes, as if she was the brightest star in the night sky, shining with deep trust and dependence on her lover Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo).

Her eyes were clear and transparent, as deep as autumn water, reflecting the sincere emotions deep in her soul.

"Xiao Mo~I understand~"

Pucha Ningran responded softly, with a hint of coquettishness and endless tenderness in her voice. Her tone was like a spring breeze, gentle and slightly playful, which made people feel infinite pity and love in their hearts.

At this moment, Pucha Ningran calls her lover Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) "Xiao Mo", which is her unique and intimate name for him. It not only expresses her attachment to him, but also reveals the unique intimacy between the two.

Her words were not only a response to her lover Xu Xingchen's (Li Qingmo) plan, but also an expression of her deep feelings for him. At this moment, Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) and Pu Cha were in a state of silence.

The hearts of the two people seemed to be closely connected through this brief conversation. Their mutual understanding and tacit understanding went beyond words. Every eye contact and every touch of fingers conveyed deep emotions and a firm commitment to each other.

At this moment, Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo)'s attention was completely attracted by Pucha Ningran who was close to him. Her beauty seemed even more dazzling at this moment, and her charm almost made time stop.

Her delicate face, gentle eyes, and slightly upturned red lips, every detail is so touching. Feeling the gentle breath she radiates from the inside out, Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) cannot suppress the emotions surging in his heart.

Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) slowly lowered his head, his eyes fixed on Pucha Ningran's eyes as clear as water, then he gently and lovingly placed a soft kiss on her delicate forehead.

Although the kiss was light, it was as warm as the first ray of sunshine in spring, conveying silent promise and affection. It was an appreciation of her beauty and courage, and an affirmation of their feelings.

His lips were like butterfly wings, lightly touching to leave a mark of love, gentle and full of emotion, the kiss carried all his love and deep respect for her, a silent promise that he would be with her no matter what the future held.

Pucha Ningran gently closed her eyes, completely immersing herself in this rare tranquility and sweetness. Her delicate face was filled with a faint blush and a happy smile hung at the corners of her mouth.

As if she had found the whole world in the arms of her lover Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo), Pu Cha Ningran's heart was filled with happiness and peace of mind, because she knew that as long as she leaned on his solid chest, she could be fearless and bravely face every challenge and difficulty in life.

In Xu Xingchen's (Li Qingmo) arms, Pucha Ningran felt unprecedented security and warmth. Her heartbeat gradually synchronized with his rhythm, as if there was an invisible connection between them.

They were tightly connected, and Pucha Ningran's breathing became soft and even, as if completely blended with his breath. At this moment, they were like the most harmonious melody in the universe, and every breath and every heartbeat between them were composing a movement of love together.

"Dong dong dong..."

At this moment, a series of rapid and powerful knocks on the door continued to be heard outside the house.

"Ning... Ningran, cough cough..."

Li Yangji's voice came from outside the door, with a hint of anxiety and uneasiness. He stood outside the door, feeling uneasy, constantly guessing what was going on inside the house. He knew that his wife Pucha Ningran always got up early.

Now it was already time for her to start her day's affairs, but there was no response from the house. This made Li Yangji feel an ominous premonition in his heart unconsciously.

Because, when Li Yangji saw that there was no response from his wife Pucha Ningran in the room for a long time, he became more and more uneasy. Li Yangji even thought that his wife Pucha Ningran was not in the room.

But, this early in the morning, his wife Pucha Ningran was not in the house, where would she go? Li Yangji was full of doubts and worries, and kept wandering outside the door, hoping to get any clues.

“Come…come!”

Just when Li Yangji was hesitating whether to force his way in, Pucha Ningran's voice came from inside the door. Although she tried hard to make her voice sound steady and powerful, for some reason, Li Yangji felt a slight tremor.

This slight tremor made Li Yang even more nervous. He didn't know whether it was because he came here early in the morning and affected his wife Pucha Ningran, or if something really happened in the house.

Li Yangji stood outside the door, waiting anxiously. His heartbeat was as rapid as a drum, and every beat reminded him that his worry was not unfounded. He gripped the door handle tightly, ready to rush into the house as soon as the door opened to check on Pucha Ningran's condition.

"Squeak-"

With this long and faint sound, the wooden door slowly opened, breaking the tranquility of the early morning. In the trajectory of the door's movement, a graceful figure gradually became clear, like a fairy walking lightly from an ink painting. It was Pucha Ningran. She stood in the door frame, her figure gently depicted by the morning light, looking exceptionally soft and moving.

There was a faint blush on Pucha Ningran's delicate face, just like a newly blooming peach blossom, carrying the breath and vitality of spring. There was a hint of shyness in her eyes, perhaps because she was caught off guard by the sudden visit of her husband Li Yangji.

Because Pucha Ningran did not expect him to show up at this time. At the same time, it might also be because she was still feeling the afterglow of her secret meeting with her lover Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo). It was a complex emotion mixed with sweetness and tension.

She bit her lower lip lightly, as if she was thinking in her mind how to respond to the questions that her husband Li Yangji might ask. At the same time, she was also trying to calm her disordered breathing. She knew that she had to act as if nothing had happened and not let Li Yangji notice anything unusual.

There was a complex light flashing in her eyes, showing both worry about the unknown future and cherishment of the current happy moment. Her figure in the door frame seemed a little hesitant, as if she was thinking about how to face her husband's questions and how to hide her inner fluctuations.

At this moment, Li Yangji's gaze was fixed on his wife Pucha Ningran. His eyes were full of worry and expectation. He noticed the blush on his wife Pucha Ningran's delicate face.

That color was like a gentle spring breeze blowing gently across the cheek, leaving behind traces of youth that were difficult to conceal. This unusual color made her look more vivid and attractive than usual.

Also, for some reason, when Li Yangji looked at his wife Pucha Ningran today, he felt that she was more than twice as beautiful as usual. Her every smile and every movement seemed to exude an indescribable brilliance that attracted him involuntarily, and he felt love for her spontaneously.

For a moment, Li Yangji couldn't help but feel a little confused. He couldn't help but start to think, does this mean that there is a new development in their relationship? Does his wife have a deeper affection for him? But it's more about his concern for his wife.

"Ningran, are you... ahem... okay? Your complexion seems to be rosier than usual today."