Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

"...Don't leave."

The two words, though clear and melodious, were mixed with heavy sobbing and nasal tones, sounding sticky and broken.

Chi Buwan's eyelashes trembled, her eyes reddened, and her peach blossom eyes were misty as she looked at the person in front of her.

Xiao Wuli reached out and took his hand, their fingers intertwined, her tears falling before his.

"Master..."

When he finally woke up, she quickly and shakily reached out her other hand, cupped his face, and comforted him, "Don't cry, be good."

Depend on...

This time he was really hurt, he even forgot that Xiao Wuli would cry before him when he saw him cry.

but!

Xiao Wuli held his hand with one hand and gripped his waist with the other, acting like a ferocious beast breaking free from its cage, frantically plundering as if the current action could not quell the desires in his chest.

She tried hard to hold back her tears, but failed.

Who the hell could stand this?!

Who the hell did that so violently while crying?

Thus, the cycle of having no solution yet is once again trapped in a dilemma.

In the last second before losing all consciousness, as if in a final burst of energy, I suddenly realized that I seemed to have forgotten something.

Just as he was about to grasp the clues, his consciousness lost connection with the world due to overloaded signals.

.

early morning.

He sat up abruptly, not long after.

Xie Hanfeng!!!

He's forgotten Xie Hanfeng!

The pupils tremble, whether late or late.

Xie Hanfeng had once told him that he came to see him at noon to have lunch, which meant...

His friend only ate breakfast yesterday!

He had the physique of a god when he returned and didn't feel hungry, but Xie Hanfeng was still a mortal!

Oh no...

He not only stepped on Xie Hanfeng's foot, but also starved him for half a day.

Xie Hanfeng's enemies would probably be more forgiving if they saw that he had a brother like him.

Will Xie Hanfeng starve to death?

"Don't worry, host." 337, who had been woken up early in the morning by his host's inner voice, yawned and appeared before him, saying, "Xie Hanfeng is, after all, another host I'm bound to. I won't let him starve to death."

He breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could fully relax, he heard the little dumpling scream, and his heart jumped.

[Host! You're so shameful!!!]

337, her white hair stained red, covered her eyes and screamed with her back to him.

Is it too late?............

He put his heart back down, looked down at himself, and paused.

After a long silence, he said: "Get out."

337 nimbly ran back to the system space.

Chi Buwan noticed another gaze, turned around and looked down, meeting Xiao Wuli's anxious phoenix eyes.

The next second, Xiao Wuli slid down to his knees in front of him, his broad shoulders trembling, his head bowed, not daring to look at him, every word he spoke trembling, his breath unsteady, "Disciple knows his mistake, please punish me, Master."

Is it too late?............

Actually, it's his own fault.

It's his fault for allowing Xiao Wuli to leave his scent on him when Xiao Wuli was crying and saying that he didn't smell like him.

If you indulge him in everything, you'll eventually ruin him.

Chi Buwan raised his hand and rubbed his temples, saying, "Go run some hot water."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Wuli practically jumped up and ran to the bathroom without even putting on his shoes.

Chi Buwan also got up, looking at the water stain on the clean sheets that Xiao Wuli had changed, and closed her eyes, unable to bear recalling yesterday, feeling frantic inside.

Aa ...

Last night, Xiao Wuli originally wanted to give him a bath, but he felt that his eyes looked pitiful, and he remembered that he said he didn't smell like him, so he didn't let him help him wash.

There was only a tiny bit of smear on her chest, but her stomach, which hadn't been washed at all, was slightly bulging and showing through her pajama bottoms.

It's never too late to pat your forehead with your palm.

mad.

I want to die.

The world spun around him, and before he could react, Chi Buwan instinctively reached out and hugged Xiao Wuli's neck, who had picked him up.

"The water is ready, brother... disciple will take master to wash." Xiao Wuli stammered, his ears already bright red.

Chi Buwan refused, saying, "No need, I'll go myself."

He wanted to be alone for a while to calm down.

Actually, it's not that Xiao Wuli's children never stayed overnight, but 337 never found out.

...The little dumpling is so innocent, she only saw his chest, she probably wouldn't think that much, right?

Is it too late?............

That yellow dumpling must know everything.

Xiao Wuli didn't put him down or say anything. He paused, turned his head and looked over. He saw him pursing his lips, his eyebrows furrowed pitifully, as if recalling what he had done to upset him. Tears welled up in his eyes.

Chi Buwan wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and quickly changed her mind, saying, "Let's go."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wuli was stunned for a moment, then, with tears in her eyes, she happily carried him to the bathroom.

The moment she was placed into the bath, Chi Buwan thought: I'm doomed to be defeated by Xiao Wuli's tears for the rest of my life.

There was simply no way to resist.

He suspected that Xiao Wuli could exchange fertility pills from the system shop even if Xiao Wuli cried and told him she wanted him to have a child.

...no!

He's straight!

A meal, whether late or late.

Straight men... such an unfamiliar term.

He looked up at Xiao Wuli, who was preparing things on the shore, paused for two seconds, and asked, "Wuli, do you want a child?"

It's not too late to realize what you've asked:............

How come your mouth always beats your brain?

Could it be that Xiao Wuli agreed? Is he really willing?

No, no, no, no! Absolutely not!

Although he likes Xiao Wuli, he is straight!

"I don't want to," Xiao Wuli replied without hesitation.

Chi Buwan was taken aback.

Xiao Wuli stepped into the pool, walked slowly towards him, leaned close, and whispered, "This disciple only wants to stay with Master."

He didn't want anyone to disturb his life with his master, and he would never allow anyone else to interfere. From now until the future, there would only ever be one person standing by his master's side—that was him.

Chi Buwan nodded slightly, relieved.

Fortunately, Xiao Wuli didn't think about it that way, otherwise he himself wasn't sure if he would have agreed.

There's no way around it, I've spoiled my wife to an extreme degree.

He paused slightly as his waist was embraced, and heard Xiao Wuli's low, husky voice in his ear.

"Master, your disciple will clean you up."

Chi Buwan pressed her cheek against his strong chest and nodded gently.

Marrying a wife who is stronger than yourself is a good thing, and a bad thing, in a way.

It not only takes care of people, but it's also a pleasure to use.

The only downside is... there are no downsides.

Chi Buwan was very satisfied with the wife he had found.

The next second, he paused, his back stiffening.

...Actually, it does have some drawbacks, for example, the hands are too big.