The only SSSS-level fertility constitution in the entire interstellar space

"Yes, that's right." Fu Ciyan agreed matter-of-factly, maneuvering the hovercar into the driveway leading to the apartment, his tone exceptionally sincere and frank. "Article 32 of Chapter 7 of the 'Detailed Rules for the Implementation of the Interstellar Population Reproduction Promotion Law,' regarding the supplementary explanation of leave during the walking marriage period—those who are granted temporary suspension of intimate contact missions due to special circumstances must make up for the basic mission workload missed during the suspension period within the first natural day after the end of the leave, and there is no limit to the daily upper limit for making up for the workload."

At this point, he glanced at her and added, "The application I submitted before I left was for 'seven days of interrupted business trips.' Based on one basic task per day, I need to make up for seven days. If you don't want to divide it evenly each day, you can choose to make up for it on a single day, but it might mean I'll have to work a little harder at night."

"..." She opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but realized she knew nothing about those damned details. Fu Ciyan had explained things so clearly that she couldn't help but believe him. She decided to go back and carefully review those details herself. But, "Didn't you say it might require you to work a little harder? Haven't I done anything?"

"So what?" Fu Ciyan parked the car steadily in the underground parking space, turned off the engine, unbuckled his seatbelt, turned to look at her, his deep eyes revealing a hint of mockery in the dim light of the car, "I thought you were just enjoying yourself."

"Fu Ciyan!" If Lu Yao still couldn't tell that this guy was teasing her, she would be too stupid. She quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, pushed open the car door, caught up with the long-legged man who had already stepped into the elevator, and in the instant she rushed over, she reached out and pulled her into her arms, then lowered her head and kissed him.

He had actually wanted to do this for a long time, but he only just found the opportunity.

Looking at the little girl in my arms, her embarrassed and annoyed expression was incredibly vivid and beautiful.

It was only at this moment that he realized how much he missed her.

Lu Yao was stunned for a moment by the sudden kiss, but then obediently let him kiss her.

Just as the elevator doors opened with a ding, a surprised exclamation came from outside: "Oh my god, you two have such a great relationship!"

They are the neighbors next door.

Lu Yao blushed, pursed her slightly hot lips, gave Fu Ciyan a reproachful look, and casually asked, "Are you going out so late?"

A sexy, scantily clad woman smiled and winked at her: "I'm single now, going to nightclubs to meet male models, wanna hang out sometime?"

The moment the beautiful neighbor finished speaking, the air outside the elevator doors seemed to freeze for a moment.

Lu Yao's blush hadn't faded yet, and she froze upon hearing this, instinctively looking at Fu Ciyan beside her.

Fu Ciyan's expression remained unchanged, but the arm around her waist tightened subconsciously.

He calmly swept his gaze over the stylishly dressed neighbor with the ambiguous smile, and said indifferently, "Don't bother, she doesn't have time."

The tone was flat and straightforward, yet it conveyed an undeniable sense of authority.

The beautiful older sister was clearly a woman of the world. Despite being shut down by Fu Ciyan's cold attitude, she wasn't annoyed. Instead, she smiled even more charmingly, her gaze lingering on Fu Ciyan's handsome face and tall figure before giving a meaningful "Oh": "That's a pity, little sister. You're keeping a close eye on your matchmaker. But it's okay, once he's finished matching, you can come find me anytime you want."

After saying that, she didn't forget to wink at Lu Yao, who had wide eyes and looked quite bewildered.

Fu Ciyan put his arm around Lu Yao and they went straight out of the elevator.

The elevator doors slowly closed, cutting off the other person's view.

Fu Ciyan looked down at Lu Yao: "You're not allowed to go to places like that!"

"Why?" Lu Yao asked subconsciously. Nightclubs and male models sounded exciting. Besides, she had heard in her previous life that wealthy women would go there. She had never been. If she had the chance, she really wanted to go and see for herself. It wasn't that she wanted to do anything, she just wanted to broaden her horizons. So the beautiful woman's suggestion really tempted her.

Fu Ciyan felt a slight tightness in his chest as he glanced at her expectant gaze. He hadn't expected that Lu Yao would actually be seduced by this suggestion.

"No reason." Fu Ciyan's tone was resolute, with an undeniable forcefulness. His arm around her waist didn't loosen at all; instead, it tightened, almost half-carrying and half-pushing her back to his front door. "What kind of good person is a man who flaunts himself in a place like that? You're not allowed to go there. It's unsafe and unclean."

"Can't I even go and take a look?" Lu Yao wanted to try again.

Fu Ciyan lowered his eyes to meet hers, his gaze deep and dangerous: "Do you think I'm being too lenient with you right now?"

"Really?" Lu Yao looked away, avoiding his gaze, and said with a hint of guilt, "I thought you were being too controlling!"

Fu Ciyan's hand, which was opening the door, suddenly stopped. Lu Yao noticed his movement and looked up in confusion, asking, "Why aren't you opening the door?"

Fu Ciyan looked down at her, a strange emotion churning in his eyes: "You really want to go?"

His sudden question startled Lu Yao, who was momentarily speechless: "What?"

"Nightclubs?"

"You're taking me?" Lu Yao's eyes widened involuntarily, filled with undisguised anticipation and disbelief.

She was excited because she could go to a nightclub and broaden her horizons, and she found it unbelievable because Fu Ciyan was actually going to take her there.

That was so exciting!

"Instead of letting you keep thinking about male models at nightclubs, I'd rather let you experience it for yourself." Fu Ciyan withdrew his hand from the door, turned around and led Lu Yao downstairs, back to the hovercar. He really wanted to take her to a nightclub to experience the thrill of finding male models.

While sitting in the car, Lu Yao was still a little dazed, and couldn't help but wonder which was more exciting: "going to a nightclub with my match to find male models" or "being taken to a nightclub with my match to find male models."

The hovercar's engine hummed again, carrying the two away from the quiet, warm apartment and back into the city's dazzling lights.

Lu Yao sat in the passenger seat, her hands unconsciously gripping the seatbelt tightly, her heart pounding wildly.

She would steal glances at Fu Ciyan beside her, who looked completely at ease, with a faint smile playing on his lips. Then she would look out the window at the rapidly receding, increasingly noisy and blurry street scene. She was in a state of extreme excitement, trepidation, and disbelief.

Is Fu Ciyan really going to take her to a nightclub to find male models?

This plot development is too surreal! She even wondered if she was dreaming, or if Fu Ciyan had really been switched by something strange?

The slight pain of her fingertips digging into her palm, and the cool, refreshing scent of Fu Ciyan in the car, told her that it was all real.

"Um..." Lu Yao licked her slightly dry lips and asked cautiously, "Are we... really going?"