His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

Chu Canglan felt both like laughing and sad.

He admired Feng Xingyu.

But he brought this upon himself, and has no one to blame but himself.

Suddenly, even the novel food in my mouth didn't taste so good anymore.

"Eat quickly, it won't be crispy when it gets cold, and you still have things to do after you finish eating."

Mo Sangyu also put a chicken leg on Feng Xingyu's plate and handed him a cup of cola: "Try this, it's iced, it'll cut through the greasiness."

Feng Xingyu took it and drank a sip. The cool liquid slid down his throat, with a slight fizz, and was incredibly refreshing.

"Mmm, it tastes good."

After finishing the meal, Feng Xingyu neatly cleaned the table.

Chu Canglan also helped out, saying he felt bad about eating and staying for free and that he would stop bothering him after he had been familiar with the place for a couple more days.

"Don't rush."

Mo Sangyu glanced at him indifferently: "Here, without a household registration and ID card, you can't move an inch."

"Then how can I get a household registration?" Chu Canglan hurriedly asked.

Well...

When Mo Sangyu returned, she kept thinking about this question. It would indeed be difficult for others, but for her...

"It's the weekend today. I'll take you to get it done the day after tomorrow."

Chu Canglan nodded slightly upon hearing this.

Once on someone else's turf, being a guest in their homeland, he naturally couldn't press them any further.

Now that he has a place to stay, and Mo Sangyu is willing to help him solve this most troublesome identity problem, it is already a great favor.

After the meal, the clothes were also dry.

Mo Sangyu walked to the washing machine and took out the washed clothes one by one.

She handed the clothes to the two of them and said in a calm tone, "Go and change. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. If you continue to walk on the street in those ancient costumes, it will be too eye-catching. I won't dare to take you out."

"it is good."

Feng Xingyu and Chu Canglan took their respective portions of clothing and returned to their rooms.

Before long, the sound of running water could be heard from the bathroom.

The two took a shower before changing into the clothes that Mo Sangyu had prepared for them.

It has to be said, these two are both incredibly smart.

Only one night had passed, and they had already studied almost everything in the house.

The bathroom setup was no challenge for them at all.

Of course, Ash also deserves credit.

When they stepped out of the room again, Mo Sangyu looked up and couldn't help but be amazed.

After shedding their elaborate and heavy ancient costumes and changing into simple modern sportswear, their charisma was not diminished; on the contrary, it became even more flamboyant and eye-catching.

Feng Xingyu's height is estimated to be 1.9 meters, and his proportions of broad shoulders and narrow waist are perfect.

The black sports T-shirt perfectly accentuated his tall and straight figure, and the slim-fit sports pants made his long legs look even more outstanding.

His eyes were slightly lowered, and his bewitching red eyes shone with a breathtaking brilliance under the bright lights. Combined with his stunningly beautiful face, he exuded an extremely aggressive kind of beauty.

He seemed like a noble young master who had emerged from the darkness, exuding a nonchalant languor and allure.

Chu Canglan, standing to the side, was only slightly shorter than Feng Xingyu.

He was equally handsome, with a great physique, and his broad shoulders made his white sweatshirt look very crisp.

Unlike Feng Xingyu's alluring charm, Chu Canglan's temperament is more composed and reserved, with a mature charm in her eyes and brows.

Their waist-length hair, set against their modern attire, did not appear out of place at all; instead, it added a unique artistic touch.

good looking.

Mo Sangyu stared at Feng Xingyu for a few more moments.

I wonder what he would look like in a suit?

The suit needs to fit well; I'll take him to buy one another time.

Feng Xingyu noticed Mo Sangyu's gaze, and his thin lips curved slightly.

"come over."

Mo Sangyu snapped out of her thoughts and took out the new phone she had prepared earlier.

The phone has been activated, three SIM cards were purchased using her ID card, all the necessary software was downloaded, and phone numbers were saved.

"This is for you."

She handed the two phones to the two men and gave them a brief introduction.

"This thing is called a mobile phone, and it's an essential communication device for everyone in our time."

"You can use it to connect with each other anytime, make calls, send messages, shop, study, look up information, etc... It has many functions, you can explore them yourselves."

The two were already shocked just by hearing this series of "abilities".

Once they took it, Mo Sangyu stopped interfering and let them figure out how to operate it on their own.

If you really don't understand, there's always a wise little Zhi at home.

After tossing the phone to them, Mo Sangyu turned and went back to her study.

She first turned on her computer and paid off all the bills she had owed over the past period in one go. Then she called the real estate agent to cancel the house sale information.

Although the agent was puzzled on the other end of the phone, Mo Sangyu was the rightful owner of the house, and since the homeowner had spoken, he had no choice but to agree to withdraw the commission.

After dealing with these trivial matters, Mo Sangyu walked to the bedside and pulled the shriveled white dumpling out from under the covers.

She prepared a lot of fresh leaves for the little one. When the white dumpling smelled the familiar scent, it was no longer so shy. It ate the leaves with gusto and then began to slowly wander around the room, as if it were inspecting its new territory.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past two days, Feng Xingyu and Chu Canglan have spent almost all their time glued to their phones, except for taking the initiative to cook and do housework.

It was through this small screen that they truly began to understand what a bizarre, advanced, and convenient world this was.

These two men have an incredible ability to learn.

Take cooking for example. Mo Sangyu wanted to cook for herself, but Feng Xingyu wouldn't let her do it at all.

Where would a dignified emperor ever do such menial work?

Even though he didn't know how to do it, he still knew to search for video tutorials on his phone.

Of course, the initial dishes were simply "culinary disasters" and were hard to swallow.

But by the second meal, it tasted much better.

Although Chu Canglan was only assisting him from the side, she was secretly learning diligently.

He'll learn how to make it for Yue'er later.

Monday morning.

Mo Sangyu then led the two of them out the door.

Before leaving, Mo Sangyu neatly tied up Feng Xingyu's eye-catching long hair and put on a hat and sunglasses.

Originally, she planned for him to wear black contact lenses, but now Feng Xingyu no longer needs to use contact lenses to cover his color.

With just a slight use of his superpower, he changed his dark red eyes back to normal black.

In the past two days, Mo Sangyu has made preparations and prepared their household registration information and materials in advance.

While we're at it, let's also "take care of" her own ID card.

The three of them went directly down to the underground parking garage via elevator. As soon as they stepped out, they encountered patrolling security guards and property management staff.

Upon seeing her, the other person immediately greeted her warmly: "Miss Mo, you're really back! That's wonderful!"

Mo Sangyu simply nodded slightly in response.

The three of them got into the car.

Nowadays, through their mobile phones, they know exactly what a car is, how it works, its approximate price, and have a very clear understanding of it.

Mo Sangyu was in charge of driving, so Feng Xingyu naturally sat in the passenger seat, while Chu Canglan sat in the back.

The black sedan smoothly drove out of the residential area and headed towards the local police station.

Things went even more smoothly than I had imagined.

However, a little bit of special methods were used.

The official ID cards would take about twenty days to be issued, so Mo Sangyu also issued temporary ID cards for the two of them.

As for her own, there's no need to change it; it's just that the data in the database has been changed to that of her current body.

It was still early when I left the police station.

Mo Sangyu then took the two to a nice Western restaurant, where they ate steak and pasta, accompanied by a glass of red wine.

Elegant and soothing music flowed in the air as the two of them imitated Mo Sangyu, cutting the steak on their plates with great skill.

Although her movements were a little clumsy, her refined and elegant demeanor remained undiminished, attracting frequent glances from many diners around her.

After dinner, I returned home in the afternoon.

Chu Canglan stood in the living room, suddenly becoming uneasy.

He bid farewell to Mo Sangyu, saying he wanted to go and look around first, and would come back to pick up his official ID card once it was issued.

But he stammered as he spoke, his eyes darting around, as if he had something difficult to say.

Mo Sangyu immediately saw through his predicament, took out her phone, and transferred 100,000 yuan to him.

"I know without you saying a word. Take this money first, and if you need more, just send me a message."

Looking at the transfer notification on her phone, Chu Canglan felt really embarrassed, a blush of awkwardness flashing across her face.

He quickly waved his hand, "That's enough. I'll definitely pay you back later."

Mo Sangyu just smiled and didn't say anything more.

She didn't care at all whether the money was returned or not.

That evening, Chu Canglan left with only a few belongings.

As the door closed, the house fell silent, leaving only her and Feng Xingyu.

Feng Xingyu stretched out his long arm and hugged Mo Sangyu tightly.

He buried his head in the crook of her neck, nuzzling her ear, his warm breath spraying onto her skin, carrying a hint of satisfaction from finally succeeding.

"This light bulb is finally gone."

He muttered a complaint under his breath, then, as if remembering something amusing, a mischievous smile curled his thin lips.

"Today at a Western restaurant, I overheard the couple at the next table calling each other 'husband' and 'wife'."

He slightly raised his head, his pupils instantly regaining their color, his red eyes as deep as the sea, staring intently at her. His voice was deep and magnetic, with a captivating ending as he called out, "Wife."

The voice seemed to carry a subtle electric current, making Mo Sangyu feel a shiver run through her body and her heart skip a beat.

Before she could react, Feng Xingyu leaned even closer and asked in a serious tone, "Can a temporary ID card be used to get a marriage certificate? I want to go with you to get a marriage certificate."

Looking at his handsome face so close to hers, Mo Sangyu couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The information network of mobile phones is so vast that this man learns about things in this world at an astonishing speed; he even has his eye on marriage certificates.

However, Mo Sangyu originally planned to get married to him, since a marriage certificate would be needed for future registration and child registration.

Mo Sangyu's eyes flickered, and he deliberately decided to tease her.

She reached out and gently poked Feng Xingyu's well-defined chest with her finger, her tone casually teasing: "A marriage certificate isn't something you can just get casually."

"Once you have a marriage certificate, you are protected by law. If you ever want to take a concubine in the future, that will be illegal and you will go to jail. Feng Xiaoqi, you'd better think it over carefully."

Feng Xingyu was listening attentively at first, but as the conversation progressed, he suddenly realized something was amiss.

He chuckled softly, a dangerous glint in his eyes, and suddenly leaned down to kiss her.

This kiss, with its undeniable domineering and burning heat, forcefully stole all of Mo Sangyu's breath.

Only when they were both panting did Feng Xingyu reluctantly release her, pressing his forehead against hers, and ask in a hoarse voice, "Will we get married, hmm?"

Mo Sangyu looked at the man before her with hazy eyes, a smile playing on her lips: "Are you forcing me to marry you?"

"I wouldn't dare."

Feng Xingyu straightened up, his red eyes softening, and lowered his posture: "I'm proposing, wife, give me a title."

Mo Sangyu couldn't take it anymore and was about to give in, but she managed to say with difficulty, "That's not how you propose."

Feng Xingyu was clearly unfamiliar with this area, and immediately became serious, asking earnestly, "Then how do I make the request?"

"Um……"

Mo Sangyu said calmly, "First, you need to prepare a diamond ring and flowers; second, you need to be sincere; and third... it depends on your own understanding."

Feng Xingyu secretly remembered Mo Sangyu's words and agreed without hesitation: "Okay."

night.

Feng Xingyu searched for pregnancy nutrition meals on her phone and made them for Mo Sangyu.

Mo Sangyu nestled on the sofa, watching people she used to know chat on social media to catch up on recent events.

While watching the kitchen, Feng Xingyu, wearing an ill-fitting apron, bustled about inside.

Suddenly, I had a feeling that it wasn't real.

How could a man like Feng Xingyu be willing to cook and clean for her in her tiny kitchen?

Mo Sangyu is actually quite rational when it comes to relationships. She can give her all in her actions, but she always leaves some room for maneuver in her feelings.

But when faced with such a Feng Xingyu, she often felt herself gradually succumbing to his charms while still fully conscious.

Perhaps, there was no room for maneuver left.

"Ayu, dinner is ready, come and eat."

Feng Xingyu carried the freshly prepared food and placed it on the dining table one by one.

He changed into his pajamas.

He wore a loose, relaxed dark gray turtleneck sweater. The soft knit fabric draped naturally along his tall and straight figure, with the neckline slightly open, subtly revealing his sexy collarbone.

He paired it with a pair of black straight-leg casual pants with a great drape, the neat cut of which accentuated his long, slender legs.

This soft, enveloping material, far from concealing his sharp edges, actually creates a wonderfully contrasting tension.

As he walked out of the kitchen carrying a plate, the warm yellow light shone on his profile, giving him a nonchalant and relaxed air.

She possesses a captivating charm that perfectly blends asceticism and allure, making people want to get closer yet hesitant to approach her.

Looking at him like this, Mo Sangyu realized that she was indeed attracted to him.

"Feng Xingyu."

Mo Sangyu called his name softly, then stood up and walked towards him step by step.

She walked up to him and stopped, slowly raising her arms and hooking her soft fingers around his neck.

Then, she stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips without warning.

Feng Xingyu's body stiffened slightly.

In his memory, Mo Sangyu had only kissed him a handful of times, and each time there was a reason behind it.

It was either a moment of infatuation or an attempt to soothe his emotions.

This is the first time I've ever taken the initiative so calmly and suddenly, like tonight.

After a brief moment of surprise, a deep smile and tenderness welled up in Feng Xingyu's eyes.

He lowered his head and gently cooperated with her movements, his large hands steadily supporting her waist and hips.

The next second, he simply picked her up and turned to walk towards the sofa not far away.