Shen Yi bent down to pick up Fu Nanzhi, noticing her playful grimacing and asking her,
"Still in pain?"
"It's much better than this morning."
"Then it should be almost back to normal by tomorrow or the day after."
"What? Two more days?"
Fu Nanzhi widened her eyes in protest,
"Honey, I'll go crazy if I have to wait two days."
Shen Yi ladled a bowl of soup and handed it to her,
"Here, have some soup to moisten your throat before eating."
He then proceeded to eat his own meal without another word.
"Honey, I'm talking to you~"
"Honey?"
"Shen Yi!"
Seeing that Shen Yi was ignoring her, Fu Nanzhi started to pout in frustration.
Only then did Shen Yi slowly put down his bowl and casually say,
"Who else can you blame? You were the one being so greedy. This is a lesson for you, understand?"
Fu Nanzhi's way of addressing Shen Yi was always changing.
When they first met, she mostly called him by his full name. After they got married, she switched to "honey." As they grew older, the term "old man" became more fitting.
She only used his full name, Shen Yi, when she was serious. Of course, there were also various playful terms used in private, typical of a couple's intimate moments.
"Why didn't you stop me back then?"
Fu Nanzhi sipped her soup and questioned him.
"Didn't I try to stop you? You pounced on me, biting and nipping, like I was some kind of beast. You didn't even ask for my consent."
Shen Yi pointed his chopsticks in the air, exposing her without mercy.
"That's because I love you! I've been searching for you so hard, don't I deserve a little reward?"
Fu Nanzhi knew she was in the wrong and her voice grew softer as she spoke.
Shen Yi sighed in response,
"So if I say no, does that mean I don't love you?"
"It's because I love you that I care about your body. Even good wine can't be drunk without limits."
It was also his fault; Fu Nanzhi was just too alluring, and with her initiative, it was hard for Shen Yi to hold back.
"Oh... I understand."
Fu Nanzhi pretended to be a sulking little brat.
Shen Yi knew her too well to fall for this act,
"Since you understand, then we need to set some rules."
"You need to be more restrained in this area."
Upon hearing this, Fu Nanzhi lost her appetite and immediately protested,
"I'm already going to take two days to recover, and now you want me to be restrained? You might as well kill me!"
"Don't you want to hear what the rules are?"
Seeing her give up, Shen Yi spoke in a mysterious and tempting tone.
Fu Nanzhi perked up immediately, leaning her head closer to ask,
"What rules?"
Shen Yi didn't answer, only extended a palm in front of her.
Fu Nanzhi's eyes lit up instantly,
"Five times a day?!"
"Pfft, five times a week!"
Shen Yi almost choked in frustration, taking a deep breath before saying,
"And no on weekends."
"What? No way! That's only once a day. It should at least be four times a day."
Fu Nanzhi swatted away Shen Yi's hand and held up four fingers.
"Four times is off the table."
"Then three times."
"Two times."
"Deal!"
The two of them bargained like they were making a deal, with Fu Nanzhi constantly negotiating.
In truth, the number of times didn't matter much to Shen Yi; with his recovery ability and proper nutrition, he could keep going non-stop. However, this ability might scare her.
Shen Yi's main concern was Fu Nanzhi's health.
With her lack of self-control, if Shen Yi didn't set a limit, she might keep going indefinitely. Having a clear boundary was good for her.
"What about during my period?"
Unexpectedly, Fu Nanzhi suddenly asked after counting on her fingers.
Shen Yi laughed at her meticulousness, then sighed,
"It accumulates."
She was unwilling to lose out on anything, and Shen Yi realized why the simulation predicted he would only live to 83.
"Finished eating? I'll clean up the table then."
"Just this last bite."
Fu Nanzhi quickly finished the last mouthful in her bowl, cheeks puffed out.
Shen Yi stood up, stacking the dishes and starting to wipe the table.
Fu Nanzhi sat on the chair, applauding and kicking her feet,
"Honey, you're so great, so domesticated!"
Shen Yi dodged her mischievous legs and scolded her,
"Don't mess around if you're not helping."
After cleaning the table, Shen Yi prepared to carry Fu Nanzhi to the living room.
As he untied his apron, he walked towards her.
"Hey, honey, don't take it off, you look good in it."
Fu Nanzhi stopped Shen Yi from removing the apron.
The apron was a woman's style, with a small bear stitched on the chest, usually used by Fu Nanzhi. He had borrowed it for the day.
Shen Yi frowned, looking at himself in this outfit, unsure what aspect of it had triggered her.
"You're such a pervert."
Despite saying that, Shen Yi didn't take off the apron.
Fu Nanzhi nuzzled against Shen Yi's shoulder, enjoying the pampering.
"Hehehe, I'm a pervert, but only for you."
Shen Yi ignored her, placing her on the sofa and letting her be as she pleased.
"By the way, I'm going out in the afternoon to pack some things."
Fu Nanzhi lay sideways on the sofa, holding onto the strings of Shen Yi's apron to stop him from leaving.
"What things?"
"Clothes for washing, I haven't changed since yesterday, didn't you notice?"
Shen Yi then lifted his foot and continued,
"And slippers. You can't expect me to go barefoot, can you? I even used your toothbrush this morning."
Fu Nanzhi's place was full of her own things, with nothing Shen Yi could use. It was fine for a day or two, but if he were to stay longer, they would need to buy more.
"Oh, I'm not picky about you, you can just throw away your old stuff, we'll buy everything new."
"I'll buy them online for you right now."
Fu Nanzhi didn't want Shen Yi to leave for a moment, immediately taking out her phone and opening the shopping app.
Shen Yi pinched her delicate cheeks,
"I know you're a little rich girl, but don't waste money like that, okay?"
After saying that, Shen Yi returned to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Since they had confirmed their relationship, Shen Yi had no reason to continue living apart. He would need to go back to his rental place to pack up.
His belongings were few, and a single suitcase would suffice.
Not only were clothes needed, but also essentials like his computer and phone chargers, which, though not expensive, were important.
After removing the apron, Shen Yi brought a glass of water and sat next to Fu Nanzhi, who was still tapping away on her phone.
"Don't buy too much, or you'll have a hard time dealing with all the packages later."
Shen Yi warned her.
"Unpacking packages is my favorite, but the quality of online clothes is just so-so."
"Wait until I'm fully recovered, honey, and we'll go shopping. I need to dress you up properly."
Fu Nanzhi was full of enthusiasm, as if she had just gotten a new doll.
Shen Yi tapped Fu Nanzhi's forehead with his finger,
"I'll go with you, but set a time limit. Endless trying on clothes won't do."
Fu Nanzhi immediately lost her enthusiasm, but she understood Shen Yi's habits. Just agreeing to go shopping with her was a big deal for him.
"Got it, I'll listen to you."
Shen Yi was efficient when shopping. Usually, he would decide what to buy in advance.
Once the target was clear, he would head straight to the destination, buy what he needed, and leave without hesitation.

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!

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.”