The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

It is 12:27 a.m., and there are still a few lights on in the windows of the building across the street.

Ye Shu leaned against the headboard, her eyelids drooping, cosplaying as a beam pumping unit... to put it bluntly, it's an oil drilling machine.

She spent the whole day busy at the shop, and then came home in the evening to move the pile of heavy boxes Qin Lili had sent back, followed by cooking and packing clothes...

Although he was so sleepy he could barely stay awake, he dared not sleep, because he was facing a pink bunny with its fur standing on end, and a sulking little snow.

Xiaoxue sat on the bed, still in a duck-like position, with two rabbit ears drooping on either side of her head, holding the notebook in her hand.

"Xiaoxue, I really can't stay up any longer, let's go to sleep first, okay? We can talk about it tomorrow."

But as soon as Xiaoxue heard him say that, her eyes immediately reddened, and her already large eyes became even more watery, practically brimming with tears.

"You call Zhi Qiu 'wife,' Xia Qing 'darling,' and 'Little Warm Baby,' so why don't you call me that? Don't you like me anymore?"

As Xiaoxue spoke, her voice began to tremble.

This huge compliment woke Ye Shu up instantly, and she quickly sat up straight and reached out to hug her.

"I really don't dislike you, really."

But Xiaoxue was really like a little rabbit with its fur standing on end. When Ye Shu picked her up, she suddenly struggled out of his arms, stubbornly refusing to speak:

"If you can't think of anything to call me, then... then don't hug me!"

After saying that, she raised her hand and punched Ye Shu in the chest. Although the power of this bunny punch could not break through Ye Shu's defense, her words just now had caused a real injury.

Holy crap, you won't let me hug her?! Wouldn't I be losing out big time? Such a beautiful wife and you won't let me touch her? You're just being greedy...

Ye Shu hurriedly thought about what to call it, looking as if she was constipated.

But apart from "wife," "baby," and "darling," he really couldn't think of any other way to address her.

If you really want to know, there are plenty of options, but he just can't bring himself to say them.

He tried to imagine himself pinning Xiaoxue against the wall, the two of them very close, the atmosphere very ambiguous.

He lowered his head, his throat sounding like a tractor was stuck, and forced out a superb bubble sound:

"You little rascal~~~"

"My little darling~~~"

"Stinky~ Baby~~~"

"Yue~!"

That last sound was made by Ye Shu himself, which was disgusting. Just thinking about it gave me goosebumps.

This goes beyond being greasy; it's a psychological attack, a kind of self-inflicted wound—it hurts the enemy a thousand, but also damages yourself eight hundred.

Ye Shu was still turning into a toad when he heard a slurping sound from the side. Finally, the tears welling up in Xiao Xue's eyes could no longer be contained and spilled out.

It fell onto the notebook with a thud, leaving a small damp stain.

Ye Shu couldn't stand seeing them cry, and Xiao Xue's tear completely overclocked Ye Shu's brain.

He quickly brushed aside those disgusting thoughts and seriously tried to think of what it should be called!

A: Let's just go all out and use that tractor-like bubble sound from before to give little Xiaoxue a big shock.

B: Show your chauvinistic side. Learn from those scoundrels on TV and yell at Xiaoxue, "Shut up!"

C: Take one pork hind leg, put it in a pot of cold water, add scallion segments, ginger slices, and a little cooking wine, and bring to a boil over high heat...

Seriously, what the hell is this?! Not a single one of them is even human!

Ye Shu really didn't dare to try it. He was afraid that his "stinky baby" would disgust Xiao Xue and make her change her number.

There's a second one. Just thinking about it made Ye Shu want to slap himself. Is this something a human being would do?

Moreover, even if he himself were to become inhuman and actually do it, what would soon be the legendary king of resilience would be his.

Putting aside the fact that his own father's Platinum Star would unleash a barrage of Ora attacks on him, even Uncle An could lift him up and jump into a well.

As for the third one, can pork hock with rock sugar be made with the hind hock? Doesn't it have to be the fore hock to taste good?

……

Wait, are we talking about braised pork knuckle with rock sugar now?!

All these random thoughts popped up the instant Xiaoxue's tear fell onto the notebook.

Ye Shu was sweating profusely with anxiety, and just as Xiao Xue's second tear was about to spill out, suddenly, hey!

Let's go back twenty-nine paragraphs. Ye Shu remembered a sentence she had just thought of...

He won't let me touch such a beautiful wife; he's just being greedy...

Honey...isn't this perfect?!

And right now, isn't Xiaoxue just like a wronged little wife?

He quickly reached out and wiped away the tears that were about to well up in Xiaoxue's eyes, and asked:

"Then...how about I call you my wife?"

"daughter in law……"

Xiaoxue looked up at him and blinked.

Actually, she harbored the image of a "princess" in her heart. From a young age, she had always dreamed of one day being like a princess in a story.

But it was too embarrassing to say, so she gave up.

However, the term "wife"... although it has changed from "castle" to "kang" (heated brick bed), and "princess" to "aunt,"... because it was Ye Shu who called her that, it doesn't seem... that bad.

She kept her head down, avoiding Ye Shu's gaze, but her aunt slowly leaned closer to Ye Shu's chest, muttering a complaint:

"Wife...that doesn't sound good..."

Seeing Xiaoxue's actions, Ye Shu breathed a sigh of relief; she had been comforted and stopped crying.

He reached out and hugged Xiaoxue, gently swaying her on the bed.

"Then I'll think of something else. Or, just tell me what kind of address you want."

He had barely finished asking when he heard the person in his arms hum softly:

"Then...then could you call me...%#..."

"What?"

Ye Shu genuinely didn't hear what the last two words were.

Xiaoxue felt her face burning hot. Saying those embarrassing words a second time was even harder than standing in the street and shouting "I love Ye Shu".

She lowered her head even further, pressing her head against Ye Shu's chest, and hummed again:

"that is……%#……"

"I...I really didn't hear you clearly, it's not a big deal for you..."

Even with his ear pressed against Xiaoxue's head, he still couldn't hear clearly.

Xiaoxue lowered her head even further; her face was now as red as an induction cooker. But after holding it in for a long time, she finally managed to say it:

"Princess... Princess..."

After saying that, she quickly grabbed the two rabbit ears that were hanging down on both sides and covered her face tightly.

Would Ye Shu call her that? What if he thought it was childish? Oh no, she was already regretting saying it...

After waiting for a while, Xiaoxue didn't hear the word "princess" but felt the person holding her loosen their grip.

Xiaoxue's heart sank. It's over. Ye Shu really does feel disgusted; he's going to hate her...

Xiaoxue quickly looked up, wanting to say that she was just joking and wouldn't call him that anymore, and asked him not to be angry...

Before she could even speak, she saw Ye Shu already get out of bed and stand by the bedside. He muttered to himself, "It seems so..." Then, right in front of Xiaoxue, he knelt on one knee, stretched out a hand towards her, looked up at her, and softly called out:

"Princess."

In that instant, the Ye Shu in pajamas in front of Xiaoxue perfectly overlapped with the person in prince attire who had appeared in her mind countless times—it was him!

The tears that had been held back in my eyes started falling uncontrollably again.

Ye Shu was startled. She realized she couldn't possibly create a derivative work herself. She quickly got up, climbed onto the bed, and asked:

"That's not how it is! Isn't that how it's always portrayed in cartoons? So tell me what to call it, and I'll..."

Before he could finish speaking, he felt someone in his arms, and then he was thrown backward uncontrollably and lay on the bed.

Xiaoxue lay on top of him, hugging his neck, her tears wetting his ears.

Ye Shu turned her head and saw Xiao Xue raise her head, tears still streaming down her face, but she was giving him an incredibly happy smile:

"I've waited for you for so many years, my prince..."