The blush on Yan Qingcheng's cheeks became even more delicate, like roses in the autumn sky at night. Her hands struggled weakly in Fang Ming's thick palm for a few times, and then became as smooth as water.
His palms were warm, and a strange force calmed him. What moved Yan Qingcheng most was Fang Ming's eyes, which were as deep as the starry sky above his head, and the starry sky always brought people stability and calmness.
Yan Qingcheng slowly calmed down. There was an essential difference between the Zhongding Yushi House and a small household from a poor family. The atmosphere of being calm in the face of chaos was in his bones.
Yan Qingcheng turned her head. She looked at Fang Ming's eyes carefully and found that his gaze was very special.
This kind of gaze is like the warm sun in winter, making you calm down involuntarily.
Could this be a kind of martial arts?
"This is the Tantric Mahamudra!" Fang Ming said calmly.
Yan Qingcheng also understands Buddhism, but she prefers Chinese Buddhism and is not interested in Tantra.
Growing up in a wealthy family and being influenced by European and American culture, Yan Qingcheng advocates competition. In her opinion, the essence of mysticism and religion is to serve the ruling class.
Fang Ming disagreed, and the two started a debate on Buddhist issues. It was strange that the two people originally sat together for the same purpose, but now they started debating over invisible and intangible Buddhist theories. But this debate
After coming down, the depression in Yan Qingcheng's heart relaxed a lot.
"Qingcheng, I want to ask you a very serious question." Fang Ming said seriously.
"Ask!" Yan Qingcheng stroked the bamboo chair with her hand and looked down at the lines on it, but Fang Ming's words quickly shocked her: "Qingcheng, do you love me?"
Do I love him? Yan Qingcheng had a crush on Fang Ming from the first day she met him. As the contact deepened, this feeling grew day by day.
But Yan Qingcheng has never seriously asked herself, do I love him?
Love is a very serious and serious matter, and coming together without falling in love is a kind of torture.
Yan Qingcheng raised her head. She put a lock of hair in her hands and twisted it. She raised her eyes and asked, "Is it important?"
Generally speaking, women ask men about this topic, but now it's the other way around.
Fang Ming smiled: "It's very important."
Yan Qingcheng smiled and shook her head, then she suddenly rushed over, hugged Fang Ming tightly, and bit him hard on the lips.
Then, she pushed Fang Ming away, held his face, and said seriously: "Love!"
"What about you?" Yan Qingcheng stroked Fang Ming's cheek, wanting to feel every inch of skin and every subtle expression on his face.
"I love you too!" Fang Ming's answer included one more word, and the subtext in it was quite rich.
Yan Qingcheng is a smart woman. She knows that there are other women around Fang Ming. The word "ye" deeply reflects the breadth and depth of Chinese characters.
Sit back and sit still, as if none of this had happened.
"Fang Ming, what are your next plans?"
"Marry you!" Fang Ming's answer was brief and powerful, revealing the power that directly speaks to people's hearts.
Yan Qingcheng is not the kind of woman who is willing to become a vassal for the sake of love. Smart women all know that when they are willing to sacrifice everything for love, the ultimate sacrifice is love.
But the word "marry you" is indeed very touching, especially for a woman like Yan Qingcheng.
Women are different from men. The higher the status of a woman, the more difficult it is for her to find her ideal partner.
Although the eldest daughter of the Yan family is glamorous, there are still very few people who truly have the strength and courage to pursue her.
For no other reason than that White Snake cannot fall in love with Xu Xian, just like Juan Sheng in Lu Xun's "Sorrow", love with unequal status often scares away men.
Yan Qingcheng went against the norm and acted very tough. She didn't want to be a slave to love.
What a smart woman, Fang Ming sighed again.
"Qingcheng, I'm going to visit your home."
"Go to my house?" Yan Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then laughed happily: "It's really brilliant that you can come."
The Yan family is the richest and most powerful in the southeast. Yan Haishan, the third and most unlucky brother of the Yan family, drove the upgraded version of the fifth Brady Veyron he bought across the sea-crossing bridge and left a sentence at the same time.
Words that have fascinated countless dandies: "What I bought was not a car, but loneliness!"
If such a family is called a Pengmen, then ordinary families all over the world will simply be ants in the world of mortals.
The night was deep and he had finished talking. Fang Ming stood up and left politely, as if this was Yan Qingcheng's home.
Yan Qingcheng walked him to the door, leaving a happy smile, and then the door slowly closed - the plane flew smoothly at high altitude, and the golden sea of clouds below was spectacular.
Fang Ming leaned against the porthole, quietly closing his eyes and adjusting his breath.
Tantric Mahamudra is a profound internal martial art. After Fang Ming opened up the chakras in his body, his true energy continued to flow endlessly. Now he is integrating his body and mind and quietly doing visualization.
Visualization is the most important part of Buddhist internal martial arts, and most of the secret methods spread by Tantric Buddhism are related to visualization.
Visualize the majestic gods and Buddhas, visualize the guru, and then observe yourself to find your own true nature. Visualize the highest realm, connect your own energy and spirit with the thoughts of gods and Buddhas, and be able to transcend life and death and not fall into reincarnation.
Tantra is profound and profound, and those who have achieved something truly transcendental from life and death in the past thousand years are only Master Padmasambhava, Venerable Atisha and a few others.
Fang Ming asked himself that he was just an ordinary person in the mortal world and had too many things to give up. He only chose the Mahamudra to strengthen his inner strength.
Yan Qingcheng knew that he was practicing, so he didn't bother him and just browsed the magazine in his hand boredly.
We will reach Beihai in half an hour. What will it be like by then?
Yan Qingcheng glanced at Fang Ming again. The calmness on his face infected her, and her heart calmed down involuntarily.
"Qingcheng!" From the first class cabin in front, a young man with a crew cut and a silver-gray suit came over.
Li Fengxi, why did you meet him here?
Li Fengxi took every opportunity to get close to him, and his fanatical pursuit only made Yan Qingcheng even more disgusted.
"Mr. Li, I'm not familiar with you, so you still call me by my name. Besides, my fiancé is here too. I hope you respect yourself." Yan Qingcheng looked at Fang Ming as she spoke.
Fang Ming had already opened his eyes and smiled generously at Li Fengxi.
The corners of Li Fengxi's mouth turned up, showing hostility, but he still stretched out his hand: "Hello, I am Li Fengxi."
"Fang Ming!" Fang Ming's hands were clasped with Li Fengxi's, and a strong force came from them.
Shaking hands is the most primitive contest between men. Li Fengxi's internal strength is very strong, but she can't do anything to Fang Ming.
Innate Qigong and Tantric Mahamudra are both excellent skills to strengthen internal strength. Li Fengxi felt that Fang Ming's hands were like a ball of cotton, and all his strength was in vain. Just when he blinked in surprise, an extremely fierce force was like
The water of the Yellow River was turbulent, and Li Fengxi couldn't steady herself and stepped back.
Yan Qingcheng's foot hooked, and Li Fengxi fell to the ground amidst everyone's exclamations.
Eating it in front of the woman you love is as embarrassing as leaving it to your grandma's house.
Li Fengxi stood up, looked at Fang Ming fearfully, and returned to the first class cabin.
Fang Ming frowned: "Qingcheng, that kick just now was not like your style?"
Yan Qingcheng tilted her head and smiled, her hand caressing Fang Ming's cheek: "Then what do you think my style is?"
It is the style of a lady to always leave some room for everything. Yan Qingcheng acted very decisively today and did not care at all about offending Li Fengxi or even the entire Li family behind her.
This kind of behavior shows an attitude, that is, I am a member of the Fang family.
Yan Qingcheng is really a smart woman. She knows what matters can be compromised and what matters must be drawn clearly.
Fang Ming felt a warm feeling in his heart, and he held Yan Qingcheng's hand tightly. At this time, the plane had landed at the airport.
Several black Ferraris were parked at the airport. A young man wearing a plaid shirt and sunglasses with a ruffian attitude opened his arms and smiled at Yan Qingcheng.
"Second sister!" The third brother Yan Haishan gave Yan Haishan a firm hug and took the opportunity to pinch Yan Qingcheng and wipe the oil.
"Disgusting!" Yan Qingcheng pushed her third brother away and then pulled Fang Ming over.
"Second sister, is this the legendary brother-in-law?" Yan Haishan looked at Fang Ming with a smile.
"Hello!" Fang Ming and Yan Haishan shook hands in a friendly manner.