“This brisket is cooked so tender and delicious!”
“Wow, what is this, what is this? No way, is this just congee with preserved egg and lean pork? How is it different from what I used to eat?”
Zhou Qiaoqiao didn’t care at all about maintaining her goddess image.
She dug in heartily.
At first, she tried to be a bit reserved.
But the aroma of the dishes directly shattered her plans to stay prim and proper.
Xu Mo was already hers.
What was there to worry about him running away?
That steamed fish.
Upon tasting— It was so smooth.
— Incredibly tender.
The texture was explosive!!!!!!
Both smooth and tender.
Fresh and tasty.
Zhou Qiaoqiao’s beautiful peach blossom eyes widened to an extreme.
In no time,
her chopsticks
were just a blur.
Her speed of devouring the food left Xu Mo in awe.
“Slow down, no one is competing with you.”
“I won’t, Xu Mo! Why didn’t you tell me before that you could cook so deliciously!!! I want to get back at you.”
“Uh, you didn’t ask?”
“You couldn’t have said it earlier!”
“Hahaha—you ask, I’ll tell; you don’t ask, I won’t say.”
“What if we weren’t married, and I asked you, would you have said?”
“No.”
“-----------”
Zhou Qiaoqiao paused, then her movements of picking food became even faster.
“Ah, I’m so mad!!!! Don’t stop me.”
“Eating too fast will turn you into a little piggy, you know.”
“You’re the little pig! Even if I become a little pig, I’ll be your little pig.”
The little devil Zhou Qiaoqiao started to act spoiled.
Xu Mo could only laugh and shake his head.
Did the food really taste that good?
It wasn’t him being pretentious.
Ever since he acquired his culinary skills,
his perspective on things had subtly changed.
What ordinary people considered good,
now had to be several levels better to meet his standards.
“Anything you’d like to drink?”
“Bring me a bottle of black tea, please.”
“Sure.”
Xu Mo got up and walked into the kitchen.
He returned to the dining table carrying a bottle of soda and an iced black tea.
He froze.
“You finished the boneless fish?”
“Yeah, do you have more?”
“Nope.”
“Oh well, then it’s gone.”
Xu Mo was utterly stunned.
What kind of wife did he marry?
This is probably like marrying a pig!
An hour later,
the dinner table was empty, save for the clean porcelain plates.
It looked like they had been robbed.
Or even worse.
“Ouch, Xu Mo, I feel so awful,” Zhou Qiaoqiao said, rubbing her swollen stomach as she lay on the sofa.
Her posture resembled Grandpa Ge’s slumped sitting position.
Xu Mo’s eyelids twitched; of course, she’d feel uncomfortable after eating so much.
Not a morsel left for him.
Jeez!
If he hadn’t acted fast, he wouldn’t have even gotten the bones.
“Don’t you know what you’ve done?”
“Pfft.”
Seeing Xu Mo with a stern face,
Zhou Qiaoqiao couldn’t hold back her laughter.
The sight of her earlier behavior,
she knew even her parents would be shocked.
Is this really their daughter?
This must be a starving ghost reincarnated!
Only with Xu Mo,
could Zhou Qiaoqiao feel so at ease.
Without needing to be overly cautious.
After all, she could hear Xu Mo’s thoughts, right?
Earlier, when she was acting out,
Xu Mo didn’t care at all.
If he didn’t mind,
then why should she?
The dating period might be somewhat exaggerated,
but after marriage, it’s everyday life, no need to pretend.
Otherwise, it could lead to this scenario---getting married due to misunderstanding, and breaking up because you get to know each other too well.
But for Zhou Qiaoqiao, this wasn’t an issue.
She chose to commit to Xu Mo because she knew him well.
And let’s not forget, primarily because Xu Mo’s cooking is just too amazing!
“Am I the first girl to have the privilege of eating your cooking?”
Zhou Qiaoqiao casually asked, patting her round little belly.
Xu Mo was momentarily speechless.
[What kind of question is this?!]
[You’re not the first, so you must be the last?]
[Oh wait, silly girl, you are actually the first one, below she has eaten]
[Forget it, just this once, back then was unavoidable]
Xu Mo chuckled and said, “Yes, you are the first.”
Deep down, he never really considered Shen Manni as a girl.
Silly girl is not a girl.
A girl is not a silly girl.
If you’re that silly, what kind of woman are you anyway?
Am I right?
Zhou Qiaoqiao, who initially had a slight hint of disappointment, burst into laughter upon hearing Xu Mo’s inner thoughts.
“Ouch—ouch, little wolf dog, stop making me laugh, my stomach hurts.”
Xu Mo scratched his head.
Was that really that funny?
Or did I answer it wrong?
I really can’t figure out this little devil’s thought process.
She’s getting more and more unpredictable.
Oh, I guess her character has just fallen apart.
With that thought, Xu Mo didn’t pay it much attention.
“By the way, the movie I shot with Lin An’an will have a screening for the industry tomorrow evening. It’s a preview for professionals to evaluate and then set the premiere for New Year’s Day. I guess I won’t go.”
Back when he shot the movie with Lin An’an,
it was just to annoy the Crooked-mouthed Dragon King.
Now Xu Mo felt it wasn’t necessary.
It’s been a while since I’ve seen the Crooked-mouthed Dragon King.
Wonder what that fool is brewing.
If he follows the usual pattern, it’s fine.
I can still play along.
But if he deviates from the script,
it could get a bit tricky here.
Xu Mo hadn’t yet realized,
his attachment to staying in this world was gradually increasing.
Hearing this, Zhou Qiaoqiao’s eyes lit up. She suddenly said, “Go!!! Why not?”
“Uh—” Xu Mo was caught off guard, “Wasn’t it better to stay here and keep you company?”
Zhou Qiaoqiao seemed to have thought of something and smiled radiantly.
“Lin An’an will be there tomorrow night, right?”
“Yeah, she’s the lead actress; of course, she’ll be there.”
“Great! That’s settled then, you better go!! A grown man staying at home all day like this, is that even proper?”
“I wanted to stay with you, we’ve only been married for a few days, and our honeymoon isn’t over.”
Xu Mo said with a wry smile.
Zhou Qiaoqiao didn’t doubt his intentions and merrily replied, “The honeymoon can happen anytime, what’s important is you. This movie is your first work in your acting career, appreciating your own creation is also a beautiful thing.”
“Do you really have to push your husband like this?”
Xu Mo’s little pride was slightly wounded.
Zhou Qiaoqiao pouted her plump little lips, “What did a certain someone do, isn’t he aware?”
Ah???
What did I do?
Isn’t it just that I have a bit more buff than others?
Isn’t it just that I’m a bit… hehehe.
Seeing the little devil’s reproachful tone and annoyed little look,
Xu Mo couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty.
You also can’t push me to other women, can you?
And that’s the leading lady.
“Alright, alright, I’ll definitely be back by the end of the movie tomorrow night.”
“Hehe-----------you don’t have to come back if you don’t want to though.”

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."