Extra: Married Life Daily 01

Half a year into their marriage.

Early morning.

Slap slap slap slap!!!

"No... no... Luo, please stop hitting me... hehehehe...."

Qin Luo: ?

He stared silently at Su Muwan lying on the bed, her lips curling uncontrollably as she mumbled in her sleep.

Hard to judge. Really hard to judge.

What on earth had turned Su Muwan into... this?

Was it because...

Qin Luo glanced at the mess scattered across the floor and covered his face with his hand.

Alright, fine. It was because they’d gone a little too wild.

The two of them, having tasted forbidden fruit for the first time, were like chewing gum that never lost its flavor—utterly unstoppable.

From the initial shyness, the hesitant pushes and pulls...

To later evolving into:

"What? You still have energy? No way, I can’t lose this battle!"

From agreeing to once a week—too much would spoil the appetite—

To scheduling sets for Monday-Wednesday-Friday, different sets for Tuesday-Thursday, and yet another for the weekend.

Even if the vibe was getting weirder, at least...

Qin Luo lowered his gaze to Su Muwan’s peaceful sleeping face.

Hmm.

This crazed version of the young mistress was, in short, absolutely adorable!

......

......

Pat pat pat—

"LuoLuoLuoLuoLuoLuoLuoLuo~~!!"

Su Muwan was awake.

Her first order of business upon waking? Finding Qin Luo.

Qin Luo was tidying up, taking advantage of the nice weather to air out the long-stored bedsheets and blankets.

They could’ve just used their divine cosmic powers to magically clean everything with a word.

But that wouldn’t fit the quiet, ordinary life they were aiming for.

Ever since world peace was achieved half a year ago,

the two of them had become, in the eyes of the public, just slightly wealthy, slightly influential... normal people.

As he folded the last blanket—

"Luo Luo!"

A body slammed into him from behind, clinging to him like a koala with all four limbs.

Sniff sniff! Sniff sniff!

"Luo Luo smells like sunshine! So good!"

"I’ll inhale you inhale you inhale you!!!!"

Qin Luo staggered forward a couple steps, barely catching himself as he laughed helplessly, securing Su Muwan’s thighs to keep her from sliding off.

Lately, Su Muwan had been acting more and more like an overly affectionate kitten, pouncing on him at every opportunity.

"Awake?"

He turned his head, meeting Su Muwan’s sparkling eyes.

"Mhm!"

She nodded vigorously, her hair brushing against his neck, tickling him. "Mr. Qin?"

Qin Luo turned back to folding the blanket. "What?"

"Do me!"

Qin Luo: ?

One second. Two seconds. Three seconds.

He stopped what he was doing. Sometimes, Qin Luo really wanted to call the police.

Crouching down, he set Su Muwan on the ground, then turned to face her gleaming gaze—

which also carried a hint of impatience.

No, enough. Seriously, enough.

Is this... reasonable?

Is this appropriate?

Is this how it should be?

Is this all there is to life between two people?

No. It shouldn’t be like this.

Most importantly, Su Muwan’s frequency lately was way too high.

Putting everything else aside, two-thirds of their day was spent... well. Sigh.

Qin Luo took a deep breath and looked seriously at Su Muwan’s radiant face. "Young Mistress."

"Call me wifey."

Qin Luo paused. "Wifey..."

He cleared his throat. "It’s time for breakfast. You just woke up. Let’s eat first, alright?"

Su Muwan tilted her head, the shark hood of her pajamas following the motion. "Hmm... You do have a point."

Qin Luo exhaled in relief.

Then—

"Then let’s spice things up a bit."

Su Muwan licked her lips, eyes gleaming with excitement. "How about we roleplay today? The scenario is: We’re eating breakfast, and then your chopsticks fall, so you bend down to pick them up—"

Qin Luo: "?"

——————And so, the two of them had a very enjoyable morning. Ahem. Of course, they were just playing roleplay games.