Quick Wear: The scripts given by the system are all wrong

Xu Nian led the team to kill star beasts outside the base during the day, and practiced with Fu Yue at night.

Although the process was difficult to talk about, the results were gratifying. In just one year, she broke through to the eight-star level.

The nine stars she once wanted to achieve is now within sight.

The tool man was very clear about his position. Although he wanted to stick to Xu Nian, she never gave him the chance, except during practice.

So Fu Yue was very resentful, and that resentful look made Xu Nian unable to eat the food in his bowl.

Putting down his chopsticks, Xu Nian tried to remain calm and said, "Fu Yue, could you please stop looking at me like that?"

Doesn't he know how revealing his eyes are?

"No." Fu Yue supported his chin with one hand, shook his head slightly, and stared at the person opposite without blinking.

His thoughts were something he could never get enough of.

"Then what do you want?" Xu Nian rubbed her eyebrows. She was really troubled by him.

He couldn't hit her, scold her or say anything. If she got angry at him, he would just cry in front of her on the spot without feeling ashamed.

He was sure that she was very concerned about her reputation and would not do anything to him.

"Niannian, can we not practice today?" Fu Yue's eyes changed and his tone became pleading.

"If you don't practice, what kind of monster do you want to be?" Xu Nian looked at Fu Yue warily.

She thought about it for a long time, but couldn't think of anything good for her to get along with him other than cultivation.

Seeing that there was a chance, Fu Yue's eyes lit up and he went straight to Xu Nian. Under her puzzled gaze, he carried her into the bathroom.

The two figures were reflected in the foggy glass, their hot breathing and suppressed crying made the temperature in the bathroom rise sharply.

"Fu Yue, you're... um!" Xu Nian's scolding was interrupted.

Fu Yue had long been dissatisfied with merely practicing superficially.

Today he just wanted to eat and drink his fill, so how could that be enough?

I don’t know how much time had passed before Fu Yue came out of the bathroom holding the unconscious Xu Nian.

He put her in the bed and lay down on top of it himself.

"The eight-star physique is still a little lacking." Fu Yue murmured and trapped the person in his arms.

It has become his instinct to surround his belongings before sleeping.

The next day, Fu Yue did not wake up naturally, but was awakened by being kicked to the ground.

"Wife?" When Fu Yue opened his eyes, he saw Xu Nian staring down at him angrily.

Knowing that Xu Nian was going to settle accounts with him, Fu Yue quickly got up from the ground and said with a smile, "Wife, I'm going to cook."

"Stop, who told you to leave?" Xu Nian covered his mouth in fear after he said this.

Why did her voice become like this?

Is this hoarse voice really hers?

Thinking of those messy pictures, and myself...

Xu Nian's entire body slowly turned pink, and she didn't even dare to look at Fu Yue.

No, no, no, that's not her. How could she be so out of control as to act on her instincts?

Seeing Xu Nian angry, embarrassed and annoyed, Fu Yue quickly slipped out of the room and went to the kitchen.

When Xu Nian calmed down and came out of the room, he saw Fu Yue sitting upright on the dining table, with breakfast for the two of them already on the table.

After breakfast, the two looked at each other in silence.

Fu Yue was waiting for Xu Nian to speak, but Xu Nian didn't want to speak.

After a long silence, Fu Yue's intelligent brain received the news that their small team had a day off today.

The person who sent this notification message was Captain Xu Nian.

Under Fu Yue's gaze, Xu Nian returned to his room without saying a word and closed and locked the door in one go.

Fu Yue sat alone at the dining table. After a while, he smiled silently, but his smile was particularly proud.

In a good mood, he decided to contact Zhao An. For no other reason, he just wanted to show off his sweet daily life with his wife.

After only a few contacts, Zhao An rejected his video.

Sensing something was wrong, Fu Yue raised his eyebrows and continued to call, adding that if he didn't answer, he would go find him in person.

This time the other party answered quickly, Zhao Anmu looked forbearing and said: "Fu Yue, you better be okay?"

"Haha! Zhao An, you have a really good-looking face." Fu Yue pointed at the person in the video and laughed so hard that he fell on the dining table.

"Don't laugh. If you called me on video just to make fun of me, I'm hanging up." Zhao An became angry with a dark face.

"Don't be impatient, let me take a picture first." Fu Yue hurriedly saved Zhao An's current embarrassing look.

"Fu Yue, you are rubbing salt into your brother's wounds." Zhao An covered his chest, showing that he was very sad.

But with the bruises on his face, the picture just looked funny.

"Think about it more positively. We are men and we need to be pregnant. It is normal for our wives to have a little temper." Fu Yue couldn't help laughing.

"You're talking nonsense. I've never seen your wife hit you." Zhao An covered the bruises on his face with his hands, grimacing, wanting to cry but without the tears.

"My wife really doesn't beat me. She just wanted to kill me before." Fu Yue shrugged indifferently.

Zhao An was stunned by his calmness. He clasped his fists towards Fu Yue and said, "I'm sorry, brother. It's not easy for you to survive until now."

"You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb. This is called love-hate relationship between us." Fu Yue shook his head and taught Zhao An. When he talked about how Xu Nian would kill him, his sweet face made Zhao An numb.

He suddenly felt that his Chengcheng was a nice guy. Although he had a bad temper, he would apologize to him every time after he lost his temper and would be gentle and considerate to him for a long time.

"Zhao An, how did you make your wife angry?" Fu Yue started gossiping. He wanted to learn something so that he could avoid trouble in the future.

"I accidentally knocked over the meal she had just prepared. She suspected that I knocked it over on purpose because I didn't want to eat it, and then she gave me a lecture." Zhao An's eyes welled up with tears when he talked about this.

If you don’t eat it, you’ll be beaten, and if you eat it, you’ll lose half your life.

He would rather give up half his life than be eaten by that food. It's really horrible.

After finishing the meal, he could see aliens dancing awkwardly in front of him in broad daylight.

If it were night, he would also see the ghost bride pressing him down and squeezing out his life essence.

He was so embarrassed that he cried and begged his wife to save him every day.

After listening to Zhao An's experience, Fu Yue was silent for a moment and said, "I'll hang up first. I'll contact you when I've laughed enough."

"Fu Yue, are you speaking human language?" Zhao An was furious. He was sad here, and he wanted to laugh over there.

Sure enough, people’s joys and sorrows are not the same.

"It's so rude to make me laugh in front of you. I'm hanging up." Fu Yue hummed a tune and unilaterally cut off contact with Zhao An.

With Zhao An as a comparison, Fu Yue felt that he and Xu Nian got along really well.

The best thing is that Xu Nian won’t cook any weird dishes for him.

He disdained to use such methods that destroyed his body and mind.

The most important thing is that his Nian Nian will choose to save him when his life is in danger.

Fu Yue happily thought that today was also a sweet day with his wife.