Huang Rong from The Return of the Condor Heroes: Guo'er, calm down.

The water is warm.

Yang Guo's hand stopped at Huang Rong's lower back, not overstepping the bounds, but pressing on the Shenshu acupoint.

Having rushed to Peach Blossom Island and prepared for the birthday banquet, Huang Rong was indeed exhausted.

Yang Guo secretly channeled his internal energy, using his finger strength to penetrate her meridians and dispel the stagnation of qi and blood caused by her fatigue over the past few days.

Huang Rong immediately felt a warm current flowing through her limbs and bones, and the fatigue that had accumulated all over her body was reduced by more than half in an instant.

The water made a soft sound.

"Brother Jing..."

Huang Rong didn't turn around, her voice tinged with surprise, "Your technique is much more skillful than before."

Yang Guo was nervous, sweat beading on his forehead, but he dared not stop or make a sound. Even when his throat itched and he wanted to cough, he could only hold it in.

Guo Jing was usually heavy-handed, unlike today when he was so precise. Huang Rong felt much more comfortable and leaned against the side of the tub.

"Upwards... my shoulders are a little sore."

She said softly.

Yang Guo felt guilty.

After all, Aunt Guo was just a woman. She had to help Uncle Guo deal with outside conspiracies and take care of such a large family. It was really not easy for her.

Huang Rong, her eyes warmed by a hot towel, smiled and said, "Why are you being so considerate today? Do you feel that Rong'er works too hard every day?"

She thought it was because her husband felt sorry for her.

Yang Guo dared not utter a sound, for fear of causing a misunderstanding.

If this were discovered, Aunt Guo would destroy the evidence in no time.

However, as time went on, this silence made the atmosphere somewhat subtle.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Huang Rong asked, somewhat puzzled. Her hands instinctively reached for the hand of the person behind her. "Brother Jing?"

Yang Guo knew he couldn't delay any longer.

If this drags on any longer, once Huang Rong takes off the towel or turns around, he won't be able to explain himself no matter how hard he tries.

Just as Huang Rong's hand was about to grab him, Yang Guo steeled his resolve.

He picked up the bath towel next to him and covered Huang Rong's face.

Huang Rong couldn't help but laugh: "You stinky Jing-gege, are you trying to suffocate me?"

She thought her husband was in a playful mood, and that it was rare for the old man to be acting so playful today, so she didn't take off her bath towel.

Seeing this, Yang Guo breathed a sigh of relief.

But he also knew that he couldn't stay here any longer. The longer he stayed, the greater the danger he would be.

Not to mention that Aunt Guo would find out, if Uncle Guo returned, no matter how much he protected her, she would probably still die here today.

Without further hesitation, Yang Guo channeled his remaining internal energy and placed a finger on Huang Rong's pressure point, which had caused her to fall into a deep sleep.

Huang Rong let out a soft cry, feeling a strong wave of drowsiness wash over her.

It's now!

Yang Guo stopped without hesitation and turned to leave.

With a swift movement, he landed silently, using his lightness skill to leap out of the room and gently close the door behind him.

The whole process happened in the blink of an eye.

inside the house.

Huang Rong leaned on the edge of the tub and rested for a while before the sudden drowsiness slowly subsided.

The main reason is that Yang Guo's internal energy was too shallow and Huang Rong's martial arts were too high, so his blood-pointing effect was not obvious.

Huang Rong was somewhat bewildered at this moment.

The massage I just received was exquisite, and the last few strokes made her feel completely comfortable, as if her chronic illness had been cured.

But... where are they?

"Brother Jing?"

Huang Rong called out.

No one answered.

Only the water in the bathtub was still swaying slightly.

She pulled the towel off her eyes.

Vision has returned to clear.

The house was completely empty; there wasn't a soul in sight.

The candlelight still flickered, casting long shadows on the ground.

Huang Rong was stunned.

gone?

What is this?

"Guo Jing!"

Huang Rong gritted her teeth and squeezed out those two words.

An unnamed anger arose.

She made herself feel hot and bothered, and then he just ran away without a word? What does that mean? Does he think she's old and unattractive?

She stood up from the water with a splash.

Water droplets rolled down her body, and her ripe, delicate body gleamed alluringly in the candlelight.

"Well done, Guo Jing! You've gotten quite the skills, learning these kinds of tricks now!"