Chen Feng's actions had truly shaken the Qin Mansion.
Everyone at the Qin Mansion held Chen Feng in great admiration.
In the newlyweds' bedroom, Qin Yue wasn't secretly disciplining Chen Feng, but carefully tending to him.
"Would you like me to transfer some spiritual power to you?"
Qin Yue asked softly.
"Forget it." Chen Feng, who was lying on the bed, laughed, "Your bit of spiritual power, even if all given to me, is just a drop in the ocean."
"I..."
Qin Yue was so frustrated that she nearly slapped Chen Feng.
How could he say such things?
There couldn't be a harsher blow than this!
"Haha, little sister, I was just kidding. I just can't bear to see you use your spiritual power to help me. My condition isn't severe, a bit of rest will do." Chen Feng couldn't help but laugh.
"You're really thick-skinned, if you weren't so weak I would really kill you." Qin Yue huffed.
