Facing Fu Nanzhi's challenging gaze, Shen Yi directly grabbed her arm and started tickling her.
Can a husband's authority be undermined like this? Especially after he had just mentioned his talent!
Fu Nanzhi couldn't hold back her laughter, her challenging expression crumbling into a distorted grin.
"Do you know you're wrong?"
"I'm wrong, I'm wrong! I surrender, I surrender."
Fu Nanzhi laughed so hard her whole body shook, leaving her with no strength to resist and forcing her to bow her head in surrender.
"Hmph..."
Shen Yi released her wrist and snorted, lifting his chin proudly.
Fu Nanzhi, with half-closed eyes, snuggled into Shen Yi's embrace like a cat, murmuring,
"Husband, I want a kiss..."
Which man could resist such a test? Anyone who could hold back for three seconds without kissing her would be a god.
Shen Yi was just an ordinary man, and he didn't hesitate for a second before responding.
The voices gradually softened, leaving only the sounds of intimate whispers.
The night was quiet and long.
There was still plenty of time.
The next day, the bright sunlight woke Fu Nanzhi from her sleep.
Opening her eyes, she instinctively reached out to touch the side of the bed, only to find it empty.
Her husband was nowhere to be seen, and panic surged within her as she called out:
"Husband!"
"Hey, what is it?"
She heard a response from outside the room, and then Shen Yi, holding a spatula, pushed the door open and peeked in.
"You're awake, what did you call me for?"
Seeing Shen Yi's figure, Fu Nanzhi's heart immediately calmed down, and she revealed a sweet smile, saying:
"Nothing, I just missed you."
"You're crazy... if the pot burns, you'll have to eat it, you know."
Shen Yi couldn't help but roll his eyes at her before closing the door and leaving.
After Shen Yi left, Fu Nanzhi hugged her pillow and rolled around on the bed, giggling incessantly. The joy in her heart was about to overflow.
This was the life she had always dreamed of.
It's back, everything is back.
Not lingering too long, she prepared to get up.
No dream could compare to the beauty of her current life, so she didn't indulge in sleep.
"Ouch..."
As soon as she sat up, she let out a surprised cry, feeling as if her whole body was falling apart.
Her upper body was sore, her lower body ached, and she was in a state of general discomfort.
She had been too happy earlier and hadn't noticed, but now she couldn't even get out of bed.
At this moment, Shen Yi had finished making breakfast and came in hearing her cry.
Seeing Fu Nanzhi's immobility, he felt both heartache and amusement, teasing her:
"You asked for it last night, look at you now, you can't even stand up."
With his physical talent, this amount of exercise was nothing to him, and he would recover after eating.
Fu Nanzhi was just an ordinary person, and being able to last that long could be considered extraordinary.
Unfortunately, although she had experience, her body didn't, especially since it was her first time.
If Shen Yi hadn't stopped her, she might have kept going.
"I wanted to..."
Fu Nanzhi knew she had gone too far and smiled sheepishly, seeking forgiveness.
"You have to take responsibility for your own body, you know?"
"I know, I know."
Fu Nanzhi stuck out her tongue and tried to move closer to Shen Yi.
"Go away, you haven't even washed up yet, you're filthy."
Shen Yi quickly pretended to be disgusted.
Fu Nanzhi didn't care, shamelessly reaching out to Shen Yi,
"Husband, carry me over..."
"Wait, let me get you a nightgown."
Turning into the wardrobe, Shen Yi found a sleepdress and helped her put it on.
Then, Shen Yi picked Fu Nanzhi up and carried her into the bathroom to help her wash up.
They had been busy until early morning, and she had been unable to move then, so Shen Yi had carried her over for a shower.
Placing Fu Nanzhi on the toilet seat first, he squeezed toothpaste onto her toothbrush and handed it to her.
"Here, spit the foam here."
At the sink, Shen Yi soaked a washcloth, walked over, and supported her head, saying:
"Good girl, lift your head."
He then carefully wiped her cheeks.
Fu Nanzhi's little feet dangled in the air, thoroughly enjoying Shen Yi's service, almost humming with delight.
"Alright, let's go eat breakfast now, it might get cold."
Bending down, he picked Fu Nanzhi up again and carried her downstairs to the dining room.
Placing her on a chair, Shen Yi went into the kitchen to bring out the food.
He served her a bowl of porridge, handed her a spoon and chopsticks, and then sat down across from her.
"Eat."
For breakfast, Shen Yi had made porridge, fried a few eggs, and sautéed some vegetables.
It was simple, mainly due to the limited ingredients, but it was enough for a morning meal.
"Hey, husband, where's the bedsheet we used last night?"
Fu Nanzhi stirred her porridge with a spoon to cool it down.
Shen Yi frowned and said:
"It's in the laundry basket. We're having breakfast, don't talk about that."
Last night's bedsheet was too dirty to sleep on, so Shen Yi had replaced it with a new one for them to sleep on.
"Oh... I was just asking."
Satisfied with the answer, she took a sip of the porridge, her eyes lighting up as she praised:
"Wow, husband, you're amazing! It's so good."
"Don't overdo it, it's just ordinary porridge, not some magical soup."
"Hehe, it's what my husband made, not even a magical soup could compare."
Fu Nanzhi didn't hold back her praise, and even though Shen Yi knew she was exaggerating, he couldn't help but curl his lips in a smile.
"Alright, if you like it, eat more, replenish your energy."
At this, Fu Nanzhi looked troubled at her chest and said:
"If I replenish, it'll grow, I'd rather not."
Shen Yi pushed the plate closer to her, making it easier for her to reach, and said disapprovingly:
"It's to make up for what you lost last night."
"I think you'll have a hard time moving today, take a day off at home, don't forget to call your company."
Fu Nanzhi nodded,
"Yeah, my legs are so sore and swollen."
"Hmph, you asked for it, remember to be more restrained next time."
Breakfast was quickly finished, and Shen Yi got up to clear the dishes.
Fu Nanzhi instinctively tried to stop him:
"Husband, let me do it."
Shen Yi patted her hand away and said softly:
"Enough, you're a patient now, save your strength."
Then, he carried the dishes and turned into the kitchen.
Fu Nanzhi giggled, cupping her cheeks and staring at Shen Yi's back, lost in thought.
There weren't many dishes, and Shen Yi quickly finished cleaning up, drying his hands on a towel.
"Come on, I'll carry you upstairs to rest, you shouldn't move around much now."
Fu Nanzhi obediently wrapped her arms around Shen Yi's neck and let him do as he pleased.
In bed, Fu Nanzhi was using her phone to ask for leave in a group chat.
Shen Yi came over and placed a pillow behind her, making her more comfortable.
He then started tidying up the scattered clothes on the floor and used tissues.
Fu Nanzhi was too distracted to focus on her phone, just watching Shen Yi busy himself.
Seeing him about to start mopping, Fu Nanzhi quickly said:
"Hey, husband, don't bother, we can ask the auntie to clean later."
Shen Yi crossed his arms, looking at the room, which was finally neat, and didn't insist, sitting down on the bed.
"Alright, what do you want to talk about?"
"Just chat casually."
Fu Nanzhi's eyes rolled as she asked him,
"Husband, did you save my cousin once?"
"Who?"
"My cousin, Cheng Jun, you met her at our wedding."
This statement made Shen Yi's heart skip a beat.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
