Ren Chuqing looked at the bruises on her body in the bathroom mirror, and with the aid of the ointment, they had already faded quite a bit.
Staying in the villa these past few days, the sense of distance between her and Ah Qing seemed to be rapidly closing.
Oftentimes, she felt like she had truly returned to the past, he was just Ah Qing, the Ah Qing she couldn't stop thinking about.
Of course, being forced by him to practice some martial arts moves and techniques these past few days made her realize that she really didn't seem to have any talent in this area!
The movements that seemed as smooth as flowing clouds when he demonstrated them, while she remembered the techniques in her mind, once her body tried to execute them, it was entirely ineffective.
Even if she reluctantly managed them today, by the next day, her body would have to demonstrate once again what "clumsiness" meant.
