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As they were about to get off the bus, Xu Fan finally blurted out what he had been holding back all the way: "Brother Zhou, I don't think your explanation is right."

A question mark appeared above Zhou Zheng's head: "Did I say something wrong?"

Xu Fan: "You're not wrong. I just think that not everyone can grasp the essence of Tai Chi and play with it in their hands after just a few strokes with both hands like you. It's related to comprehension, but it's also related to talent."

Zhou Zheng: "Oh... okay."

Xu Fan: "I tried to explain it to them for a long time in the car but I still couldn't understand it. I think they couldn't either."

Zhou Zheng glanced over and saw that, apart from the driver Tang Ying, Xiao Xue and Liu Zhen were gesturing with their hands. When they saw Zhou Zheng's gaze, Xiao Xue awkwardly lowered her hands.

Liu Zhen said sincerely, "I understand Tai Chi, but I really can't imitate your Tai Chi." It may seem the same as Tai Chi, but it is actually Tai Chi that incorporates personal understanding, and there is a difference in essence.

After two hours of practice.

Xu Fan thought Zhou Ge's words made sense, but there was a huge gap between words and actions. "I tried shaking my hands for two hours in the car, but I still couldn't get a single Tai Chi move," he said.

Xiaoxue also imitated out of interest, but the results were not good.

Liu Zhen managed to create a Tai Chi pattern, but he couldn't replicate it. After fiddling around for a long time, he still couldn't achieve the same gentle, smooth, and spiritual effect as Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng shook his head and said, "Let's drive."

Xu Fan waved his hand: "See you later, Brother Zhou. I'm going to work now, sigh."

Zhou Zheng waved goodbye to Xu Fan.

Helpless, Xu Fan transformed into black mist and drifted towards his jurisdiction to begin his work.

After driving a short distance, Liu Zhen gave up imitating: "I think your talent is indeed extraordinary. Perhaps because you have talent, you can't understand the difficulties that ordinary people encounter when practicing Tai Chi, so you feel that everything is going smoothly and you can master it in one go. In conclusion: it's difficult for geniuses to teach ordinary people because you haven't encountered any of the difficulties that ordinary people face."

Zhou Zheng was tired, so he lay down on Xiaoxue's lap, held her soft hand and played with it, and closed his eyes to rest.

Liu Zhen shrugged and could only continue to wave his hands, curious about the subtle differences between ordinary Tai Chi and Zhouzheng Tai Chi.

By the time they got back to Xiaoxue's house, it was already past 3 a.m.

After taking a quick shower, Zhou Zheng remembered that he still needed to deduce the location of the Nine Streams Sect's war weapons, so he had to urge Xiaoxue to go to sleep first. He then took a coin and started the fate calculation in the lobby on the first floor.

After a busy day, Zhou Zheng was exhausted after finding out three hiding places, and he could clearly feel his mental strength was depleted.

Liu Zhen laughed and said, "Alright, leave it to me. Your cultivation period is ultimately short; you need to nurture and hone your essence and spirit."

Zhou Zheng lay on the sofa resting: "Why is there so much suffering in the world?"

Liu Zhen: "You'll have to figure that out yourself. Go get some rest."

Zhou Zheng got up and walked towards Xiaoxue's bedroom.

Liu Zhen watched Zhou Zheng casually slip into Xiaoxue's bedroom and shook his head. He had initially worried that the kid's idealism might hurt him, but now it seemed there was no need to worry about that at all.

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Xue Ting reached out and found nothing. She opened her eyes and saw her husband sitting on the headboard in the darkness, looking worried.

Xue Ting: "What are you doing at night instead of sleeping?"

Xiao Zhengjun: "Wife, that kid's sneaking into my daughter's bedroom again! Who practices body exercises every day?! That's shameless!"

Xue Ting rolled her eyes: "Did you have any shame when you were pursuing me?"

Xiao Zhengjun choked: "How can these be the same?"

Xue Ting sat up, turned on the lamp, and swept her hair to one side: "Do you think Xiao Zhou is a bad person, or that he's poor, or lacks connections, or what?"

Xiao Zhengjun looked worried: "Neither."

Xue Ting grabbed Xiao Zhengjun's arm and twisted it: "Back when you were pursuing me, you weren't even as good as Xiao Zhou! We only have this one daughter. If you don't want to make our daughter happy, who else do you want to make happy!"

"You really want your daughter to find a good partner like me? Waiting for him to finish his military service, waiting for him to be busy making his fortune, waiting for him to come home late every night—waiting and waiting, waiting a lifetime! Without me, where would you get such a well-behaved daughter?"

Xiao Zhengjun slapped Xue Ting's hand away: "Ugh, I'm annoyed, stop messing around."

Xue Ting touched the pinched spot, placed her hand on his chest, and chuckled mischievously, "Stop bothering me, I'll reward you."

Xiao Zhengjun felt a chill run down his spine and grabbed Xue Ting's hand to stop her from moving downwards: "Are you rewarding me or yourself? We're almost fifty, stop fooling around."

Xue Ting: "Tomorrow I'll ask the Taoist priest for a health regimen. Let go, will you let go or not, Xiao Zhengjun? Let go. I'm a normal person too. Other young people are snuggling in bed every day, and you haven't even shown me any affection. Are you even a man?"

Xue Ting explained as she demonstrated.

Xiao Zhengjun inwardly cursed, no longer having time to think about his daughter. His anger surged to his head: "She's practicing body cultivation! Ouch! You... Ouch!"

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Zhengjun was grabbed by Xue Ting and began to be refined.

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Zhou Zheng felt an itch in his Adam's apple and subconsciously scratched it, but it started to itch again after a while.

She opened her eyes to find a smiling face pressed against hers, kneeling in front of her in her pajamas, her playful, slender white hands gently tracing her neck and touching her Adam's apple.

Zhou Zheng gently grasped her playful hand, his eyes looking down before his brain could process it, then quickly looking away: "Aren't you afraid I'll have impure thoughts about you dressed like that?"

Xiaoxue blushed, burrowed into the blankets, and hugged Zhou Zheng's waist tightly with both hands: "Do you have one?"

Zhou Zheng was at his wit's end. Girls from Northwest China are truly brave and spirited by nature. They may be shy, but they can be incredibly bold in their actions.

Zhou Zheng was silent for a moment, then hugged the warm little cutie, and reached out with his other hand to lower the air conditioner.

Xiaoxue raised her head, kissed Zhou Zheng's Adam's apple, adjusted her hair, and obediently lay down: "Are you tired?"

Zhou Zheng: "I'm a little tired."

Xiaoxue: "What's wrong? You're actually cultivating instead of practicing with me, and you're sleeping soundly. What happened?"

Zhou Zheng: "I just feel that everyone is having a hard time, and I want to do more, but, Bo'er!... Can you wait until I finish speaking before you kiss me?"

I was busy complaining, and you came up and kissed me right away. Aren't you just messing things up?

Xiaoxue shrank back, feeling wronged, and continued to hug him obediently: "Oh, go on."

Zhou Zheng was interrupted for a moment. His thoughts had wandered a long way in that instant, and his words were still stuck in the past. So he had no choice but to put aside what he had said in the past and change the subject, saying, "Actually, I understand. It's just that I feel sorry for him, but there's so little I can do."

Xiaoxue pressed herself tightly against Zhou Zheng's chest: "I know, I know you're kind, and I know you want to do a lot of things. But don't rush, let's take it slow. It will take many, many years to resolve these issues, so don't rush."

Zhou Zheng lowered his head, pinched Xiaoxue's chin and lifted it up: "How come you are so sensible?"

Xiaoxue looked up, her bright eyes reflecting Zhou Zheng's smiling face: "Because that's what my mom said to my dad back then. My dad really, really wanted to realize his dream, but it took him twenty years... I think you're the same."

Zhou Zheng paused for a moment, then said, "I do have some issues with your father, and I said some hurtful things, which I regret a little."

I thought I would be different from Xiao Zhengjun, but in the end, I realized that I was actually just like Xiao Zhengjun, just like my parents, just like my father. Ultimately, I also prioritized work and needed my partner's understanding.

The only difference between myself and them is that I have Xiaoxue by my side. But objectively speaking, I've actually spent less time with Xiaoxue doing what she wants to do during this period.

Xiaoxue gently clung to her: "I know, I know you said it because you like me. I also know Dad will definitely forgive you... Bo'er, hehe, it's good that you feel guilty towards me, I can take this opportunity to blackmail you into doing something, Bo'er."

Zhou Zheng, his face covered in saliva from the kiss, said, "I'm curious how you came to like me."

Xiaoxue: "Don't you think you look incredibly handsome when you're focused on playing games? Your voice is so pleasant too. The way you were correcting data line by line in the hotel lobby that day was also incredibly charming... Even if you didn't swear it later, I would fall in love with you again and again."

Zhou Zheng laughed: "You're the first girl to compliment me on how cool I am at video games."

Xiaoxue: "What about me? What about me? How did you fall in love with me?"

Zhou Zheng: "It probably started when you said you had all the DLCs in your Steam library, and then when you were playing games, you were cute and fierce... You have a good personality, you're beautiful, and you have a great figure. Please stop kissing me, baby. If you keep kissing me like this, neither of us will be able to get out of bed this morning."

Xiaoxue: "I don't care, I'm not afraid even if someone dies. Anyway, we're already married!"

Xiaoxue was both shy and bold, her face full of embarrassment, but her mouth was very honest and proactive.

With sheer willpower, Zhou Zheng glanced at the time on his phone: "How about getting up at nine?"

Xiaoxue: "Huh!? Should we go on a date first... umm..."

Zhou Zheng pressed his hand over her mouth: "It's too late to back down now!!!"

A silencing talisman appeared out of thin air and was cast in all directions, while each of the other talismans was affixed.