Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 353 Five-Second Benefit
Zeng Wenjie bought several large bags of fireworks and firecrackers, and then asked his father and mother to help carry them back.

Zeng Xiangdong couldn't help but laugh and cry, and asked, "Are you still young? You like setting off firecrackers so much!"

Mu Qingyang blushed slightly, a little embarrassed.

“Yes, I love setting off firecrackers! It’s so much fun and exciting!” Zeng Wenjie said righteously.

Zeng Xiangdong complained a couple of times, but still carried two large bags of fireworks and firecrackers.

When we returned to the old street, Grandma saw how many firecrackers we had bought and frowned, complaining about why we had bought so many.

Zeng Wenjie then stepped forward and said, "I want to release him!"

Grandma shook her head helplessly and said, "I really don't understand why you like setting off firecrackers so much. Have you forgotten about being blown up by one?"

Mu Qingyang couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "Was he bombed by cannons?"

"When I was little, I went to set off firecrackers with those two awesome guys. We were going to blow up cow dung, and I ended up getting my face covered in firecrackers. I ran back crying!" Grandma said irritably.

"..." Zeng Wenjie rolled his eyes. Could you please not talk about this in front of your girlfriend? It's really hurtful.

Mu Qingyang found it hard to keep a straight face and couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh, asking, "Why would you go and fry cow dung?"

“It’s a huge lump of cow dung. You stick a firecracker in it and it explodes everywhere. Wouldn’t that be great?” Zeng Wenjie said smugly.

“It’s one thing to fry cow dung, but to fry other people’s ducks and fish too! Your grandpa is going to be driven crazy by him,” Grandma continued.

Zeng Wenjie grinned. Some little things that he could hardly remember, his grandmother remembered very clearly.

He didn't feel embarrassed or ashamed at having his embarrassing moment exposed; instead, he felt a sense of warmth.

Grandpa sneered, "What's most infuriating is that they took my teacup and blew it up!"

Mu Qingyang suddenly understood why his family was so furious about Zeng Wenjie buying firecrackers!

Wow, he's done so many awful things...

This looks like a lot of fun!
Moreover, she wanted to buy all the fireworks and firecrackers today, but Zeng Wenjie took the blame for her, which made her feel a little guilty.

"Alright, alright, I definitely won't do those stupid things again, don't worry." Zeng Wenjie waved his hand.

Then, he invited Mu Qingyang into his room to play on the Little Tyrant game console, which, strictly speaking, was called the Little Tyrant learning machine.

A game console disguised as an educational device.

Mu Qingyang picked out a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles card, inserted it, and said, "I want to play the boss!"

"Bullshit, I'm playing the boss!"

"No, I want to play with the boss!"

Hearing the two arguing in the room about choosing a character, Grandpa pushed open the door and roared, "What's wrong with letting her play the boss?!"

Zeng Wenjie's body stiffened. He raised his hand to Mu Qingyang and said, "Alright, alright, I'll play with nunchucks, you play the boss."

What was the eldest brother's name again?

Donatello or Leonardo da Vinci?
"I always let her choose the eldest son, what right do you have to choose the eldest son!" Grandpa added angrily, and then closed the door.

"..." Zeng Wenjie was truly speechless.

Mu Qingyang stuck out his tongue and chose Westbrook, who wielded two swords. Then, Zeng Wenjie chose Westbrook, who wielded nunchucks.

Mu Qingyang's gaming skills have improved significantly; his combos and positioning can be described as excellent. On the contrary, Zeng Wenjie is struggling to keep up.

"Well done, you've improved!" Zeng Wenjie exclaimed.

"Hurry, hurry, the old ghost is about to die, fight it with me!" Mu Qingyang said.

Well, he's even picked up a bit of the local dialect. The word "老鬼" (lǎo guǐ) is a local expression meaning "boss."

With everyone working together, they cleared the level. Mu Qingyang let out a long breath and said, "Finally cleared the level, phew. I could never clear a level when I played with my grandpa."

Zeng Wenjie smiled and said, "You're quite something, managing to get him to play games with you! And you even taught him how to play Go online."

Mu Qingyang said, "He's really addicted to chess, and my network card's bandwidth isn't enough for him."

Zeng Wenjie listened for a moment and realized there was no more noise outside; he guessed everyone at home was asleep.

So, they quietly locked the door.

Seeing his thieving movements, Mu Qingyang couldn't help but want to laugh, and then looked at him expectantly.

Zeng Wenjie pulled Mu Qingyang onto his lap, gently brushed aside her hair, and kissed her without any hesitation.

Mu Qingyang probably missed her boyfriend a little too. She closed her eyes and lowered her head slightly to meet him. She felt as if her whole body was burning up, and a flame surged from her heart and spread throughout her body.

She didn't even notice when the hem of her shirt, which was tucked into her jeans, was pulled out. It wasn't until she felt a thief's hand slowly probing upwards along her abdomen that she slightly opened her eyes and glanced at the person in front of her.

However, seeing that the other person was also closed-eyed and looking quite intoxicated, he let it go. Then, his hand touched the stone hanging in her arms, first examining it very seriously, before shifting his focus to the important thing.

"Why do you look like you've gained weight?" Zeng Wenjie asked with a grin, lying on his side on the bed and looking at Mu Qingyang, who was also lying on his side in front of him.

"It seems like there's a little bit," Mu Qingyang said apologetically.

Grandma's cooking is so delicious, and there's a kind of hunger that only Grandma knows you're hungry for.

So she experienced an epic feeding regimen, with every day being a state of excessive calorie intake, and she did indeed gain some weight.

In the morning, she would have a bowl of rice noodles or sweet rice balls in rice wine, with three or four eggs added; at noon, she would eat whatever she wanted, such as fried rice with eggs, spicy dry pot dishes, or a feast at a neighbor's house; in the evening, she would have big fish and meat dishes, as well as all kinds of soups.

Even new mothers might not eat as well as she does during their postpartum period.

Mu Qingyang smiled happily and said, "But it's okay, I'll lose weight quickly!"

She asked a little nervously, "Will you think I'm fat?"

"How could I possibly complain about this?" Zeng Wenjie glanced at her chest and said lazily.

Women shouldn't be too thin, since the main component of this area is fat, and those who are too thin often have A-cup breasts.

Mu Qingyang possesses a naturally gifted physique and enjoys exercising, making it extremely difficult to find anyone who can rival him.

"Pah!" Mu Qingyang said irritably.

"It smells nice." Zeng Wenjie put his left hand under his nose and chuckled strangely.

Mu Qingyang couldn't help but raise his foot to kick him.

Zeng Wenjie grabbed him and asked, "Why are you rewarding me for no reason?"

Mu Qingyang pulled her foot back indignantly, her face flushed as she turned over.

Zeng Wenjie hugged her from behind and said, "I don't know if you've missed me, but I think I've missed you a little."

"I think so too," Mu Qingyang said softly.

Feeling Zeng Wenjie's hands climbing upwards again, Mu Qingyang couldn't help but quietly give him an elbow.

"Man! Why did you elbow me?" Zeng Wenjie said unhappily.

Mu Qingyang held his hands down without saying a word.

Zeng Wenjie said, "And you even lied to me, saying you came to see me in my dad's car, but you were having so much fun that you forgot about your boyfriend!"

Mu Qingyang couldn't help but smile secretly.

"Still laughing?!" Zeng Wenjie questioned fiercely.

"Then... I'll give you five seconds..." Mu Qingyang said somewhat ashamedly, grabbing a pillow to cover his face.

Before Zeng Wenjie could even figure out what "five seconds" meant, he heard her counting: "Five...four..."

Then, he realized what was happening and cherished the remaining three seconds.

There are definitely many benefits to confirming a relationship. At least, Mu Qingyang won't feel anxious or resistant to the interactions that couples should have.

They might even give out some small perks.

Zeng Wenjie even considered letting her stay in his room, but thinking of Ninth Master's fists that were as big as sandbags, he decided to let her go back to her room to sleep around midnight.

"I will never forgive Ninth Master! Once I've mastered my divine skills, I'll definitely kill him!"

Zeng Wenjie lay in bed, this time truly eager to become Chen Jinnan.

He woke up early the next day and could only vent his endless anger on his abdominal and quadriceps muscles, doing ten sets of hanging leg raises and ten sets of weighted squats.

Mu Qingyang, wearing a cute cotton pajama set, squatted down in front of the ditch by the door, brushing her teeth while holding a small water tank. As she brushed, she watched Zeng Wenjie sweating profusely while holding a bucket of water.

When Zeng Wenjie went to the backyard to hang his underwear to dry, he saw a pair of pink underwear dripping water.

He hung his own underwear on the side, dripping wet along with the neighbor's...

Then, he called out to Mu Qingyang, "Go change your clothes, I'll help you choose."

"Ah...this is fine!" Mu Qingyang looked at his outfit and tilted his head.

“Change it to a different set, just listen to me!” Zeng Wenjie sighed.

How can you dress so unfashionably for your birthday?
She has to have the same noble elegance as when she went to the hot springs!
It also needs to be paired with white stockings.

Hehe... white stockings...

(End of this chapter)