How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

"Oh dear, that's not what I meant!"

Hongli, who was huddled under the covers, hurriedly explained loudly, "They're not my clothes anymore, but I still like them very much!"

Honey, you're still the best, and I'll always love you the most. That will never change!

However, well, because the situation is critical, we can't easily recognize each other right now, you know what I mean?

It's the kind of story where the female lead goes undercover in a criminal organization only to find that the male lead has been captured by the boss, who then asks her to come along and watch the spectacle.

At this point, no matter how heartbroken the female lead is or how much pain the male lead is in, they must endure not recognizing each other for the sake of the bigger picture, and they don't even dare to make eye contact, for fear that others will notice something is wrong. You know what I mean?

Yes, that's my current situation. Once we recognize each other, it won't be a good thing for me or for the clothes, so I have to be patient..."

"Hey, stop, stop, stop."

Hei Yang couldn't help but interrupt, saying, "Where did you get this ridiculous plot from?"

"I've already said that this kind of thing won't happen in our book!"

"Oh dear, but it's in other books!"

Hongli continued to argue, "I, Hongli, have read countless books, so this kind of plot isn't that surprising!"

This scenario is unlikely to happen, but I'm just using it as an analogy. My current relationship with clothes is similar to that!

"Tsk tsk, you're really something."

Hei Yang couldn't help but give a thumbs up and say, "My wife is really something!"

"Of course! Your wife is definitely not simple. You should be secretly happy!"

Hong Li spoke rapidly, stretching out an arm and waving it outside the covers.

"Thank you for the compliment, honey. I think you're the best too, and I'll continue to love you from now on, mua~"

"..."

Hei Yang watched as Hong Li blew him a kiss, which materialized from her spiritual energy and slapped a lip print on his face. He couldn't help but blink.

"Uh, oh, Xiao Li, you're too kind. I like you the most too..."

Hei Yang blushed slightly and subconsciously turned his head away in embarrassment.

But then he realized what he had done, and turned to look at Hong Li angrily, his face turning red with rage as he shouted, "Hong! Li!"

"Aaaaaah, Hei Yang is furious! Hei Yang is abusing his family!"

Hongli tried to continue to act cute and get away with it, sticking her two smooth, white arms out from under the covers and swaying them from side to side.

"Hei Yang, don't hit me! If you hit me, I'll cry! Waaaaaah, waaaaah, cough cough, waaaaah..."

"What the hell..."

Hei Yang's lips twitched. He took a deep breath, grabbed Hong Li's clothes, and crawled to her side, grabbing her two swaying arms.

"what!!!"

Hongli was trying to get away with being cute by swinging her arms, but suddenly her arm was grabbed, and she immediately looked panicked.

"Help! Hei Yang really attacked! Little Fire, come save Mommy!"

"What are you yelling about? It's not like I actually had the heart to hit you..."

Hei Yang rolled his eyes, grabbed Hong Li's arm with one hand, and dragged her out of the bed, saying, "You don't want to get up, do you?"

Honey, I'll change your clothes myself. Are you satisfied now?

In other people's homes, what husband would spoil his wife like this? Hmph.

When I was little, my mom wouldn't help me get dressed unless I woke up properly!

"what?"

As Hongli struggled, she asked, "So how did you finally get up?"

I remember you were just like me; during those years, apart from the few days you were sick, you really didn't escape it for a single day..."

"Ah, that's so simple! In winter, she just opens the doors and windows, and in summer, she puts a stove by my bedside."

Hei Yang answered calmly.

"Wow, is this even possible...?"

Hong Li's lips twitched, and she couldn't help but subconsciously shrink her neck.

"Thinking about it this way, my parents are actually very kind..."

What did your family say?

Hei Yang raised an eyebrow and said, "So you're just indulging me because you don't want to get up?"

"Come on, give me a break!"

Hongli couldn't help but say sadly, "My mother would just sit on a small stool by my bedside, and she wouldn't scold me, she would just keep talking to me about the principles of Taoism."

Things like exercising is good for your health, going to bed early and waking up early is for your future, and girls who often stay in bed will become sloppy and no one will like them in the future...

They say that if I don't exercise, I might get sick, and if I get sick, my parents will worry about me.

If I'm too slovenly to get married, they'll secretly shed tears...

Or what if I'm selected by the sect and given the opportunity to cultivate, but then I'm rejected because my body isn't good enough? That would be terrible! I'd be heartbroken and cry, and seeing me unhappy would make them unhappy too. Then I'd become withdrawn, insecure, depressed, and... my whole life would be ruined!

"Ah this..."

Hei Yang's lips twitched: "Is it that... terrifying?"

"Absolutely! What they said was terrifying!"

Hongli sobbed, "I just wanted to stay in bed, but in their eyes, not getting up early is like having one foot in the grave, or a parent outliving their child!"

"Grass!"

Hei Yang couldn't help but reveal his crescent-shaped eyes and complained, "Then I feel that my mom is actually quite gentle. At least she worries that I'll be too hot in winter and too cold in summer..."

This is like a slow, insidious process, a truly terrifying way to cut flesh!

"That's not..."

Hongli pouted and said aggrievedly, "That's really what my parents think."

Because they started wiping away tears as they talked, it looked like a genuine expression of emotion.

After realizing this, my conscience made me feel even more guilty, sob sob sob..."

"You, Hongli, feel guilty when your parents wake you up, but you don't feel guilty when it comes to me, huh!"

A well-shaped character appeared above Hei Yang's head, and he increased the pressure on his hands.

"I didn't see any conscience in you back then, show it to me!"

"Ahhh, no!"

Hongli clung tightly to the bed, struggling to maintain her position and trying not to be pulled out.

"Because you are my man, the person I rely on the most, so you don't need to feel so guilty. You will definitely help me take care of everything, right!"

"Huh? What kind of logic is that?"

A question mark popped up above Hei Yang's head.

"What does this have to do with me being your man?"

"You will be even gentler and more indulgent with me!"

"And what about your parents?"

"They are stricter than you, Hei Yang, most of the time. They don't indulge me as much as you do!"

"Okay, I get it."

Hei Yang raised an eyebrow: "So good people should have guns pointed at them, huh!"

No, that's not what I meant!

Hongli cried, "Heiyang, you know me. My praise for you is absolutely sincere!"

"Ah, yes, yes, I know, I really do."

So, Xiaoli, don't be afraid, I'll take care of you right away!

Hei Yang's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Don't worry, it'll be quick, and it won't hurt at all!"

"Oh, if you hadn't said that, I might have believed you!"

Hong Li's expression froze, and she tightened her grip even more.

Hei Yang has said this many times over the past year, and every time it's the same...

Damn it, she's been fooled by that statement more than twenty times, and forced to develop more than ten skills. If she believes it again, she's a complete idiot!

"You won't fool me this time! I won't fall for it!"

"Damn it, it's gotten smarter, cough cough..."

Hei Yang coughed twice, feigning fierceness, and said, "What I mean is, you audacious Hong Li, how dare you not even trust me? You've gone too far!"

"I won't listen, I won't listen, Black Sun is chanting sutras!"