"Training."
Speaking of this, Lin Fu quickly composed herself, determined not to let her thoughts be consumed by the capricious guy, and cheerfully said, "I want to master the Falling Leaves Body Technique, so I thought of this."
The swing set assembled by Fu Xing was exceptionally sturdy, and Lin Fu demonstrated on the spot, jumping on it.
"Push me."
She laughed and called out, "Come on! Push hard."
Fu Xing's face darkened, really not wanting to do such childish things, but he stepped forward and gave a gentle push under Lin Fu's urging.
What was gentle to him was nearly sending Lin Fu to heaven.
The twenty-meter-high swing flew out in an instant, swinging back and forth in the air, and the feeling of the evening breeze on her face made her laugh uncontrollably, her merry laughter resonating in the ears.
For a moment, Fu Xing found himself spellbound.
Lin Fu closed her eyes and felt her body sway in the air, catching the rhythm of the wind.
