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

Xiaolongnu froze, instinctively wanting to dodge.

"Don't move, relax." Yang Guo put his hand on her shoulder.

Even through the thin fabric, I could feel the firmness of the skin beneath my hands.

Yang Guo took a deep breath and circulated his internal energy.

One-Finger Divine Skill, Eighth Grade Strength.

My fingertips instantly warmed up.

Instead of using a sweeping, forceful pinching motion, he gently pressed his index and middle fingers on Xiaolongnu's Jianjing acupoint and slowly drew circles.

A warm current flowed from my fingertips, seeping into my clothes and penetrating my flesh.

The little dragon girl's originally tense body miraculously relaxed under the soothing warmth.

"Um……"

She couldn't help but let out a soft hum.

This feeling... is really comfortable.

Unlike the dry heat of a normal person's palm, it is a warm, gentle heat, like spring water, that flows slowly through the meridians, gradually dispelling the accumulated cold.

"How was it? Comfortable, right?" Yang Guo said smugly. "I told you I had some skills."

"Enough nonsense." Little Dragon Girl closed her eyes, her voice still cold, but noticeably softer. "Continue."

Yang Guo was overjoyed.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

While diligently channeling the internal energy of the One-Finger Divine Skill, he subtly moved his hand downwards.

From the shoulders to the back.

Little Dragon Girl's back is very thin, with a clear spinal groove, and it feels great to the touch.

Yang Guo's hands roamed over her back, the heat penetrating her clothes and causing a faint blush to rise on Xiaolongnu's face.

Grandma Sun watched from the side, a look of satisfaction on her face: "See, I told you these two children were destined for each other. Guo'er's cooking skills are really good; the girl looks much more energetic now."

After saying that, the old lady cleared away the dishes and went into the kitchen, leaving the space to the two young people.

As soon as Granny Sun left, Yang Guo's courage swelled tenfold.

His hand was already pressed against Xiaolongnu's waist.

This is the most sensitive place, and also... the place closest to that "secret".

Yang Guo felt the delicate body beneath his hands tremble slightly.

"Sister Long, is it a little sore here?" Yang Guo asked, pretending to be serious, while his fingers gently caressed his waist.

He was looking for that strap.

Through an outer shirt and an inner garment, the tactile sensation was somewhat blurred.

However, he had mastered the One-Finger Divine Skill to the point where "touching stone is like touching rotten soil," making his fingertips extremely sensitive.

Soon, he felt a slightly uneven spot, like a small bump.

Just a little above the hip bone.

It's thin and soft.

It's that knot!

Yang Guo's heart skipped a beat.

With just a gentle flick...

This feeling of recklessly flirting with death made his blood boil.

"Guo'er," Xiaolongnu suddenly spoke, her voice slightly hoarse, "Your hand... is too low."

"Huh? Really?" Yang Guo feigned ignorance. "This is the Dai Mai acupoint, used to regulate the Dai Mai meridian. Sister Long, you sleep on the Cold Jade Bed all year round, so you have a lot of dampness in your body. You need to take good care of yourself."

As he spoke, instead of removing his fingers, he pressed even harder, pressing the knotted area with his fingertips.

A surge of heat penetrated in.

Xiaolongnu felt a tingling sensation in her waist, as if an electric current had passed through her, and her whole body went limp.

That feeling was so strange.

It was hot, itchy, and I felt an indescribable sense of shame.

Especially the spot he pressed... it was right where she was tying her belt!

Did he know that I had transmigrated?

The moment this thought popped into her head, Xiaolongnu instantly became much more alert.

He made this garment yesterday, how could he not know where to tie the straps?

That brat did it on purpose!

"Yang Guo!"

Little Dragon Girl suddenly opened her eyes, a cold glint flashing in them.

Yang Guo was still immersed in that subtle feeling when he suddenly felt a tightness in his wrist.

A fair, delicate hand grasped his pulse.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" Yang Guo cried out in pain. "Sister Long, what are you doing? I'm treating your illness!"

"Treat the illness?" Little Dragon Girl sneered, grabbed the chopsticks on the table with her other hand, and slashed them away.

"Snapped!"

The chopsticks struck solidly, hitting Yang Guo's restless hand squarely on the back of his hand.

A red, swollen welt instantly appeared.

"I think you're dreaming!"

Little Dragon Girl stood up, grabbed Yang Guo by the ear, and lifted him off the chair.

Yang Guo curled his lip: "I don't care about going to heaven, but I want to be with you!"

"Ouch! My ear's really gone!" Yang Guo cried out, tilting his head and wincing in pain. "Grandma, help me! Murder!"

"You still dare to yell?" Little Dragon Girl was furious.

Just a moment ago, she clearly felt the boy's finger hook the ribbon.

If it goes down a little further...

Thinking of this, Xiaolongnu's face turned so red it was almost bleeding, filled with shame and indignation, and she tightened her grip even more.

"I see you don't want this hand anymore! Since you can't control it, I'll just chop it off for you!"

"No, no, no! I want it! I still need this hand!" Yang Guo begged for mercy, not forgetting to be sarcastic, "If I don't have a hand, who will cook for my sister? Who will make... clothes for her?"

These two words were like adding fuel to the fire.

Little Dragon Girl was so embarrassed that she kicked him hard in the butt.

"roll!"

This kick didn't use internal force, but it was still quite powerful.

Yang Guo rolled on the ground, using his Snake-like Leap and Fox-like Flip to roll a long way away. Then he nimbly got up, covered his buttocks, and ran outside.

"Okay! I'm off! Sister, calm down, getting angry will make you wrinkle-prone!"

"Stop right there!"

Little Dragon Girl grabbed the teacup on the table, ready to smash it, but then hesitated halfway through, and could only angrily put it back down, grabbing a handful of melon seed shells and scattering them at him.

"Pfft pfft pfft!"

Hitting Yang Guo on the back with a sunflower seed shell doesn't hurt, but it's extremely humiliating.

Yang Guo ran to the entrance of the passageway, poked his head out, and grinned mischievously: "Sister, how was the massage just now? If it felt good, I'll give you another massage tonight?"

"roll!!!"

A roar shook the dust off the top of the ancient tomb.

Hearing the commotion, Grandma Sun rushed out of the kitchen, a cleaver in her hand: "What's wrong? What's wrong? Has a robber broken in?"

Upon seeing this scene, Yang Guo had already vanished, leaving only Xiaolongnu with a flushed face and her chest heaving violently.

"Girl, what's wrong? You were fine just now." Granny Sun looked bewildered.

Little Dragon Girl bit her lip, staring intently in the direction where Yang Guo had disappeared.

A feeling of shame and anger, yet also a hint of something strange, churned within her.

She rarely showed emotion, and this complex emotion was even more difficult for her to understand and describe.

But that heat just now... was really comfortable.

Even the area where the strap was constricting didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

But that bastard...

"Mother-in-law, don't feed him anymore!" Little Dragon Girl threw down these harsh words, turned around, and went back to her room. "Let him go hungry!"

……

Yang Guo ran all the way to the grove of trees outside the ancient tomb.

He leaned against a big tree, panting heavily.

My hands were burning with pain, and my buttocks were also aching slightly.

But he had a big smile on his face.

"Hehe, I got it."

Even though there are still clothes in between, this is a huge improvement!

If you can find the knot today, you can untie it tomorrow.

「不过……」杨过看着红肿的手背，咂了咂嘴，「这也太兇了。以后要是真娶回家，岂不是天天要挨揍？」

"No, I have to improve my martial arts skills."

"Right now, I can't beat her, so I can only let her bully me. But once I've mastered the One-Finger Divine Skill to the fourth rank, then..."

A scene flashed through Yang Guo's mind:

Little Dragon Girl swung her feather duster at him, but he only needed to extend a finger and gently tap it.

The feather duster fell to the ground.

Then he leaned in, hoisted her up, threw her onto the jade bed, and used his One-Finger Divine Skill to press her pressure points...

"Hehehe..."

A man's lewd laughter echoed through the woods, startling a flock of birds.

After laughing enough, Yang Guo composed himself.

He remembered that yesterday he had copied the characters on the stone tablet in the forbidden area, and the characters had hurt his eyes.

I was just starting to have an insight when Little Dragon Girl called me back for dinner.

Let's take another look at it today.