264: My waist aches from listening to stories

Looking at Vu Linh Huong, who was posing alluringly, Li Qinghe naturally wouldn't be a gentleman; he chose to be a storyteller.

He told Vu Linh Huong several segments from "Three Slaps on the Table, Awe-Inspiring Surprise," which made the girl cry several times.

"Qinghe, such a touching story, Minh Thu should also hear it."

Vu Linh Huong, sniffling, squeezed herself into Li Qinghe's arms. She didn't want to cry, but the story Li Qinghe told deeply moved her, and she simply couldn't control the urge to cry from her soul.

She felt that if Hoang Dang Minh Thu had been there to listen with her, perhaps she would have cried fewer times.

However, to enjoy their time alone with Li Qinghe, she had left Hoang Dang Minh Thu in Saigon.

The path she chose, she had to see it through, even if it meant crying.

"Dragon Country People traditional culture is truly too moving..." Vu Linh Huong murmured her feelings, resting her face against Li Qinghe's chest.

"How many years have you only been influenced by Westerners? The true root of Vietnamese culture lies in Dragon Country People culture."

Li Qinghe also gently embraced Vu Linh Huong: "You can find the root of Dragon Country People culture in me."

"Get out of here! You've already spread Dragon Country People culture from northern Vietnam to southern Vietnam!" Vu Linh Huong playfully slapped Li Qinghe's arm.

Knowing Li Qinghe, she knew that he couldn't have stayed only with Hoang Dang Minh Thu for so long in Saigon.

He must have silently added a few more sisters for her.

"When we come back from our trip to Nha Trang, I'll introduce you all?" Li Qinghe followed Vu Linh Huong's lead.

"Of course! A Ling is still in school and can't come here, so it's up to me, with my free time, to help everyone connect."

Vu Linh Huong magnanimously stated that she would represent the sisters from Hanoi to meet the sisters in Saigon.

Among the girls in Hanoi, Nguyen Thi Linh and Nguyen Thi Trinh were both the type with no ambition whatsoever.

Basically, besides school, it was just Li Qinghe; whatever needed doing, they would be assigned to do it.

Chau Pham Thuy Anh also had no interest in scheming and never thought about how to be superior to others.

So, she got along very well with Nguyen Thi Linh and Nguyen Thi Trinh, often gathering with them to play poker with Li Qinghe.

As for Pham Huyen My, who was still stuck in the film crew, she cared even less about these things.

The internet celebrity girl was dedicated to her career, had no time, and didn't want to compete with others; as long as Li Qinghe hadn't given up on her, that was enough. Her expanding career in multiple fields was a testament to the internet celebrity girl's hard work.

As for Le Xuan Mai and Chen Yuyingqiong in Da Nang, they only knew of each other's existence at nearby universities and had no concept of the girls in Hanoi, which Vu Linh Huong also didn't know yet.

Therefore, to connect the north and south of Vietnam, Vu Linh Huong was actually the most suitable person to do it.

On one hand, she was already working and could travel between Hanoi and Saigon from time to time.

On the other hand, her financial resources and free time were sufficient for her to facilitate communication between both sides.

Li Qinghe and Vu Linh Huong quietly discussed the other girls, of course, mainly Vu Linh Huong asking and Li Qinghe responding.

As they chatted, Vu Linh Huong suddenly had an idea: "Qinghe, have you ever thought about taking everyone back to China to see it?"

"A Xiang, why did you suddenly have such an idea?" Li Qinghe hugged Vu Linh Huong tightly, surprised.

"Mainly because I think everyone probably hasn't been abroad, and they must be very curious about where you grew up."

Vu Linh Huong, whose mind was opened by this idea, thought it became more and more feasible the more she considered it.

"We can fly directly from Hanoi to Guangxi Province's Yongzhou, then take the high-speed rail directly from Yongzhou to Huacheng, circle around Huacheng, then take the high-speed rail to Akalin Province, and after that, we'll fly from Yuzhang to Modu, then from Modu to Jingcheng, and finally fly back to Hanoi."

Vu Linh Huong babbled out her entire itinerary, even planning the route perfectly.

Li Qinghe followed this line of thought and imagined his mother seeing this group of beautiful girls; he wondered what she would think.

"The only slight problem right now is that not everyone speaks Chinese language."

Li Qinghe scratched his finger; only Vu Linh Huong in his arms, Zhang Meiqi, and Li Mingyue, Li Mingxing could speak fluent Chinese language.

Nguyen Thi Linh, Chau Pham Thuy Anh, and Nguyen Thi Trinh were all still diligently learning Chinese language.

It would probably be very difficult for them to communicate normally with his mother.

"Let's wait another two months; let A Ling and A Ying learn some basic conversation first."

Li Qinghe thought for a moment and pushed back the time.

He still hoped that Nguyen Thi Linh and the others would have the opportunity for normal communication.

This way, at least it wouldn't seem like he was showing too much favoritism.

As for how his mother would communicate with such a group of girls, Li Qinghe stated that his mother would find a way herself.

However, before that, he needed to give some money to his family to improve their living environment; otherwise, if too many people came back, there wouldn't even be a place to stay.

After all, living at home and living outside were still very different.

No sooner said than done, Li Qinghe picked up his phone and transferred 20 million to his mother's account.

Then he sent a message on Green Bubble, telling his family to buy a new house or a small villa.

He mentioned that in a few months, he might bring a group of people home as guests.

As expected, there was no response; he estimated a call or message would come tomorrow morning.

Li Qinghe didn't wait any longer and took Vu Linh Huong to dreamland... The night passed without a word.

"Qinghe, where did you go?"

Li Qinghe was practicing his martial arts in the courtyard in the morning when he heard Vu Linh Huong calling him from the room.

He walked into the bedroom in a few steps.

Vu Linh Huong was sitting on the bed, thinking about something.

Vu Linh Huong

"A Xiang, what's wrong?"

"Qinghe, let's go to the fishing village first this morning, then to White Sand Dunes, and finally to Po Nagar Cham Towers."

Vu Linh Huong consulted Li Qinghe, holding her waist; she felt a little sore.

"Haha, no problem, whatever you say."

When it came to fun, Li Qinghe was never too bothered; any route was fine.

Seeing that Li Qinghe didn't object, Vu Linh Huong joyfully jumped up to wash.

"Ah~~"

As soon as she stood up, she grimaced and fell back onto the bed.

"A Xiang, what's wrong?"

"It's all because I was too engrossed in your story last night and cried so much my back is sore. If Minh Thu were here, it would be great; she could help me with a massage."

Vu Linh Huong buried her face in the quilt, a little embarrassed; someone who repeatedly failed at speaking Chinese language was just like her.

Her combat strength was as weak as a novice, just like Vietnamese people comparing weapons and equipment with Dragon Country People people; Vietnamese people only had their spirit to talk about.

"A Xiang, you seem to have forgotten what I'm capable of."

Li Qinghe's lips curved into an irrepressible smile, and with a flick of his hand, several shiny silver needles appeared.

He reached out and pulled, revealing Vu Linh Huong's smooth back and slender waist.

He took out a small bottle of alcohol from his spatial dimension, dipped a cotton swab in it, and slid it down from the middle of her spine. He could see Vu Linh Huong's skin contracting and forming goosebumps as the cotton swab moved.

"Qinghe, please be gentle when you insert the needles, okay? I'm afraid of pain and ticklish."

Vu Linh Huong closed her eyes, waiting for the silver needles to be inserted, not even thinking about how the cotton swab and alcohol had suddenly appeared.

"They're already in; you'll feel it in a moment."

Li Qinghe had already inserted the silver needles into the corresponding acupoints when the alcohol-dipped cotton swab slid across her skin.

For Vu Linh Huong's condition, the Yan Huang Nine Needles only required three needles, not many at all.

Vu Van Nghia used five needles because his depletion was greater.

Seeing Vu Linh Huong lying there, Li Qinghe tidied up his spatial dimension. Thinking that he hadn't paid attention to the system for several days, he focused his attention on his mind.

Seeing the situation in his mind, he was stunned; unexpectedly...