My wife is a magical girl, how can I be the villain?

"Tang Ming? What's wrong? Who called?" Lin Ruoyu asked loudly.

"I... saw a glowing pen, not a cell phone call."

Hearing the shouts, Tang Ming snapped out of his daze, picked up his pen, and walked to the bathroom door.

Lin Ruoyu's pupils contracted, but she remained outwardly calm.

"Is it a toy? You can leave it there for now, I'll come out and take a look."

Lin Ruoyu quickly washed herself, wrapped her body and hair in a towel, and walked out in slippers.

"Uh, it's not glowing anymore. Is it out of power?"

Tang Ming held the pen in both hands, awkwardly exchanging glances with Lin Ruoyu.

Lin Ruoyu calmly took the pen, examined it carefully for a long time but couldn't find anything unusual. It was just an ordinary pen, exactly the same as when she brought it back.

She asked curiously, "What kind of light did you see?"

"Is it fair to say it's incredibly pure? The pen's surface has a very high-quality feel, yet the light it emits is crystal clear and flawless, and it even seems to breathe. Holding it in my hand feels like holding a piece of jade."

Tang Ming held the pen and demonstrated to Lin Ruoyu.

The two of them lowered their heads and studied the structure of the pen for a while, and analyzed the patterns, although they couldn't understand them at all.

Lin Ruoyu felt at ease talking with Tang Ming. According to her, the pen was a commemorative gift given to her by a celebrity during an event.

"This souvenir looks expensive, be careful not to break it, it might be some kind of high-tech gemstone."

After Tang Ming finished speaking, he noticed that quite a bit of time had passed. He immediately went into the bathroom and quickly took a shower to release the stress of the day.

Experiences that cannot be shared with others, whether positive or negative, will always accumulate as layers of pressure in one's heart. Perhaps human sociality is also reflected in dependence on others.

Lin Ruoyu, sitting in the living room, squinted and slowly stroked the object in her hand.

This was brought back from the Anti-Demon Department. No one else noticed anything unusual about it, and the final conclusion was that it was a beautiful ornament.

Since it was just something she found and had no immediate use for it, she decided to bring it back and study it slowly.

After all, she has that right.

After drying his hair, Tang Ming turned off the living room light. Lin Ruoyu was already nestled in the blankets, playing on her phone. The neatly made blankets bulged out in a small mound, and she was lying obediently in her spot.

Tang Ming also shrank into his own space, forming a valley between the two arched arches. He picked up his phone, put on his earphones, and plugged in the charging cable from the bedside table. The two of them were in the same position, just like symmetrical figures.

Half an hour later.

"Should we do it?"

Lin Ruoyu placed her phone on the cabinet, turned her head to the side, and shrank into the blanket.

"It's too late, let's watch some videos and go to sleep," Tang Ming said.

"Okay, let's go to sleep."

After a while, Tang Ming looked away from his phone and turned his head. Lin Ruoyu was lying on her side facing him, but her gaze was unfocused.

"I've turned off the lights." Tang Ming took off his headphones.

"it is good."

Click, and the bedroom fell into darkness.

Only the distant neon lights, filtering through the curtains, added a touch of embellishment to the room.

"Good night."

"Good night……"

……

In the morning, I mechanically wake up to the alarm clock as usual, brush my teeth, wash my face, and shave.

After changing into a neat suit in the dressing room, I quickly made breakfast and took the subway to work.

Tang Ming's life as a corporate slave has continued in this routine for three years.

But now he actually has quite a lot of expectations for his job.

"You seem to be in good spirits? Unlike before, when you looked like a zombie and couldn't even open your eyes."

After washing her face and applying a little moisturizer, Lin Ruoyu came out to have breakfast without putting on makeup.

By the way, Lin Ruoyu, unusually, wasn't away on a business trip. Instead, she got up with Tang Ming, washed up, and changed clothes.

Although their lives seemed completely separate, and even when they moved around the same small house together, it didn't seem to affect each other.

"I've never seen you wear makeup, and you don't even have any cosmetics at home. You're naturally beautiful."

Tang Ming swallowed a piece of bread and jokingly brought up the topic:

"If buying cosmetics is too expensive, I can support you."

Lin Ruoyu rolled the boiled egg on the table, tentatively touching the hot shell with her fingers, and then gently cracking it.

Upon hearing Tang Ming's words, Lin Ruoyu grinned and shook her head.

"No need, I'm too lazy to put on makeup, and I don't need it anyway."

Tang Ming thought for a moment and said, "You always attend large events, and with all that clothing, aren't there any dress requirements for formal occasions?"

He realized that Lin Ruoyu didn't buy many clothes, not just cosmetics. Even though her bright crescent-shaped smile could instantly catch the eye when she was sitting in a crowd, she didn't seem to put much effort into dressing herself up.

Perhaps this is what confidence is, Tang Ming thought to himself.

"What's wrong? This isn't like Tang Ming, who's always been so careful with his money. Did he make a fortune?"

Lin Ruoyu realized something and blinked teasingly.

"Don't overthink it. You're doing well. But you still need to manage your finances carefully for the future."

Tang Ming didn't explain much, just gave a few casual words to brush it off.

He didn't tell the other party about his unemployment, and there's no need to tell them about his new job for the time being, especially since it's a job that's not something to be proud of.

"I'm going to work." Tang Ming was about to say goodbye and leave home as usual.

"I'll come too, let me pack my bag first."

Lin Ruoyu also stood up, took her bag from the shelf in the room, and returned to the living room, stuffing her phone, notebook, and that strange art pen holder into it.

"You're bringing this too?" Tang Ming asked, pointing to the pen holder.

"Oh, I'll take it to my colleagues to see. They also received this pen, so maybe they'll know how to turn it on."

Lin Ruoyu lies without batting an eye, as naturally as drinking water.

Tang Ming blinked. For some reason, he was very interested in this pen, which had no function. He couldn't help but want to hold it and play with it. Perhaps he liked its exquisite craftsmanship. But it belonged to Lin Ruoyu, and he was too embarrassed to take it.

He'll ask Lin Ruoyu after the other person gets tired of it.

"I take the subway, what about you?"

"I'll take the bus, bye-bye." Lin Ruoyu nodded and waved.

The two walked side by side in silence along the tree-lined path at the entrance of the residential area. Standing at the T-junction on the main road, they said goodbye to each other and went their separate ways.

Tang Ming then drove around to the underground parking lot, started the car, and headed to the company.

Lin Ruoyu walked for a full kilometer until she reached a quiet, deserted street. A flash of dazzling light appeared, and then it shot straight into the sky.

While waiting at the traffic light, Tang Ming was inexplicably amused by his own reaction.

"I have to lie about taking the subway... Forget it... I used to take the subway to work all the time. If she asks why I switched to driving, it'll be too much trouble to explain."

"We've never gone to work together in the past year. I don't know what's gotten into Lin Ruoyu, making us pretend to walk to the intersection."

Tang Ming grumbled listlessly as the music inside the carriage grew louder and louder, drowning out the construction noise outside.

What he didn't say was that if Lin Ruoyu knew he was going to the underground parking lot to get his car, she might ask him to give her a ride, but the car Tang Ming was driving now wasn't his own.

This is Hua Lingyou's, a bright red women's sedan.

Let's save ourselves some trouble...