"Old Sun, you don't have to pick me up today. Yes, I'm going to Muyu's house to practice the zither.”
The smile on Old Sun's face never stopped when he received the call.
"Practicing? It should be to train your emotions!"
Old Sun's face was filled with joy. He directly opened the contact list and sent a message.
On the other side, Mu Yu and Lei Ting were picked up by Uncle Zheng after school.
Along the way, Lei Ting seemed to want to find some topics to talk about, but she kept being bashful.
Especially since she was sitting in the back seat of the car, she could almost smell the familiar scent on Mu Yu's body.
This smell brought Lei Ting's thoughts back to last night.
Playing the piano continuously was something that consumed physical strength.
In addition, many things had happened the day before, so it was already mentally draining.
Therefore, after venting her emotions, Lei Ting fell asleep on the pianist due to exhaustion and laziness.
When she woke up, she was already on Mu Yu's back.
Thinking back carefully, it wasn't as if Lei Ting had never been carried by Mu Yu when she was young.
Every time she and Zhong Wanjun fought with others, it was Mu Yu who carried her back.
However, it was only when she was young. As she grew older and her combat strength increased, it had been a long time since Lei Ting had met a match. Naturally, she had never been injured.
It was precisely because of this that Lei Ting felt different after being carried on Mu Yu's back for a long time.
He felt very at ease.
"That's right, peace of mind!"
"Hmm? What did you say?"
Hearing Lei Ting suddenly speak, Mu Yu didn't understand what she was saying.
"No…nothing."
Lei Ting looked out the window. She felt that her face was burning up, and she didn't want Mu Yu to see it.
Taking a deep breath, Lei Ting understood what had happened to her since last night.
That was a feeling that he had since he was young. As long as Mu Yu was around, he would feel at ease.
When she was punished by her grandfather, when she went out to fight, when she was practicing the piano…
Lei Ting couldn't help but think back to her childhood, to all the experiences she had with Mu Yu.
His heart could not help but beat faster.
"Lei Ting, are you not feeling well today? Uncle Zheng, quickly call Doctor Li over."
When the car slowly stopped in the garage, Mu Yu realized that Lei Ting had no intention of getting out of the car. When he took a closer look, he realized that Lei Ting's face was especially red.
"No, no, I'm fine. I'm really fine.”
Lei Ting finally came back to her senses and hurriedly got out of the car.
"Young Master, Young Miss, I'll go prepare dinner first.”
Uncle Zheng bowed slightly and took the elevator to the first floor.
However, he didn't prepare dinner immediately. Instead, he took out his phone and replied to a text message.
Then, he hummed a tune and began to prepare dinner.
On the second floor of the basement, there were many rooms other than the garage.
Other than the training room that Mu Yu used every day for training, there was naturally a special piano practice room with all kinds of musical instruments placed inside.
With the luxurious soundproofing materials, no matter how much trouble they went through, not a single sound could be heard from the outside.
Lei Ting walked into the music room with familiarity and started playing on the piano.
"It's even messier than last night. Is there something on your mind?”
Mu Yu pulled over another stool and sat down at the side. He raised one hand and started playing.
Lei Ting pressed the piano hard a few times and did not answer.
"It's okay if you don't want to talk about it. I called you here today because I wanted to ask you to practice with me.”
As Mu Yu's fingertips danced on the keys, a relaxed tune sounded.
"Practice?"
"That's right. Practice, just like this.”
The combat strength index was integrated into the zither music along with Mu Yu's finger.
Lei Ting could clearly feel that within the gentleness, there was a strong energy fluctuation that was surging into her body.
"Relax."
Hearing Mu Yu's words, Lei Ting retracted her body's subconscious resistance, allowing this power to enter her body.
A pure white light was emitted. Lei Ting understood that it was the light of Mu Yu's combat strength index.
At this moment, this light was attached to the music. As the piano played, it enveloped the two of them and continuously surged into her body.
Lei Ting could feel that after this combat strength index entered her body, it seemed that even her combat strength index also became active.
At this moment, Mu Yu was in disbelief. He had only just begun to use his special ability cultivation technique, but he could already feel his combat strength index slowly increasing.
This special ability cultivation technique could be applied to all kinds of cultivation. What Mu Yu was learning now was the method that Tie Shikong's East City Guard had used to help Wang Dadong cultivate.
The combat strength index in their bodies was constantly active and slowly increasing.
When the song ended, Lei Ting was stunned.
In less than ten minutes, she could clearly feel that her combat power index had increased a little.
Although she only had 5 points of combat power index, it was not so easy to increase it after she reached 9000 points.
Sometimes, even if he cultivated for a few hours, he might not be able to increase one or two points.
"Come, let's play together. I'll teach you."
Before she could ask anything, Mu Yu pulled Lei Ting's hands and placed them on the piano.
The sound of the zither rang out once again as Mu Yu slowly taught Lei Ting how to mobilize the combat strength index in her body.
Lei Ting was a fast learner and soon mastered this ability.
The white and purple energy fused together and gathered into their bodies.
This time, Lei Ting felt that her improvement speed was unprecedentedly fast.
As if she had forgotten what she wanted to ask, Lei Ting and Mu Yu continued to play together, one song after another.
When the energy in his body was almost saturated and could not be increased, an hour had passed.
"Let's eat first."
Mu Yu had already seen Uncle Zheng's signal, indicating that dinner was ready.
Lei Ting nodded. Although she had some doubts in her heart, they could chat during dinner.
However, when the two of them arrived at the restaurant, they were stunned.
"Uncle Zheng, why is it a candlelight dinner?”
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