Bai Xinyu glared at him, warning him with his eyes to not do anything funny.
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Yu Fengcheng behaved as though he did not see anything, coming over with no indication of being polite. He rubbed his hands together, copying Feng Dongyuanâs manner, and grabbed onto Bai Xinyuâs thigh.
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âAhhââ Bai Xinyu yelled. It actually did not hurt much, just a little. He only wanted to quickly scare away Yu Fengcheng.
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However, unlike how considerate Feng Dongyuan was, Yu Fengcheng did not relax his grip. Instead, he started kneading forcefully, even looking to be learning properly. âIs it like this?â
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Feng Dongyuan nodded. âYes, Iâve studied this before. You should scrap your knuckles along the gallbladder meridian like this, then knock.â
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Yu Fengcheng grinned at Bai Xinyu, firmly scraping along the outside of his thigh with his knuckles. Bai Xinyu howled, âAhh it hurts, it hurts!â
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Yu Fengcheng said innocently, âJust bear with it. Didnât you hear Dongyuan? If it doesnât hurt, itâs not effective.â
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Bai Xinyu said angrily, âYouâre doing it on purpose. Aiyoh\n