How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

Although she had a feeling that she was about to die a terrible death, Hongli couldn't help but laugh out loud while slapping the bed when she saw Heiyang's dark face.

"Hei Yang, your look, your outfit, hahaha..."

"..."

Faced with Hong Li's gloating, Hei Yang simply stared at her with a death stare, expressionless, without saying anything more.

As Hongli laughed, she sensed something was wrong, and her laughter gradually subsided. She stiffly raised her head, her rationality returned, and a few words popped into her mind.

Oh ho, it’s over!

"What's wrong, Xiao Li?"

Hei Yang greeted her gently, "Why did you suddenly stop smiling? You look beautiful when you smile, keep smiling."

"Uh, that, Hei Yang, oh no, my dear husband..."

Hongli forced a fawning smile, stammering, "Um, please let me explain, I didn't mean to...actually, I, I..."

"What's wrong with you?"

Hei Yang looked at Hong Li and suddenly stopped speaking, and said quietly, "Why did you stop? Explain it to me, my sweet little Li."

"Ah, I..."

Hongli realized she didn't seem to have anything to argue about, after all, just a few seconds ago she was gloating...

"Anyway, that..."

Hongli's clever little mind was working at lightning speed, her expression constantly changing.

Suddenly, she took a deep breath and prostrated herself on the bed, kowtowing to Hei Yang.

"I'm sorry! I was wrong! Honey, please forgive me! I'm so sorry!"

"……you!"

The emotionless expression that Hei Yang had painstakingly maintained was eventually broken by his wife's spineless admission of weakness, and he couldn't hold back anymore.

"Xiao Li, well, never mind..."

Hei Yang paused, took a deep breath, and said with dead fish eyes, "I'll forgive you this time, but don't throw your clothes around the house next time. It's not like there's nowhere for you to put them."

"You're an adult now, be a little more composed and set a good example for Xiao Huo, okay?"

"Honey, you're right. It was wrong of me to leave my clothes lying around, but it was even more wrong of me to throw socks and clothes in your face..."

Hongli looked deeply remorseful and repentant: "I am guilty, I apologize!"

"That's pretty much it."

Hei Yang nodded: "So remember that? Don't do it again next time..."

"Remember that..."

Hong Li paused, raised her head slightly, and said firmly, "But I refuse to cooperate!"

"?"

Hei Yang indicated that the enemy had disappeared.

"reason?"

"Isn't the reason simple?"

Hongli wrinkled her little nose and gave a matter-of-fact look: "This is my house, our own room!"

I can throw my clothes around however I want; it would be pathetic if I couldn't even throw things around in my own home!

"What kind of twisted logic is this..."

Hei Yang stared with dead fish eyes: "You used to be like this in your old house too?"

"Ha, how is that possible!"

Hongli sneered disdainfully, "My mom will beat me up!"

"?"

A tic-tac-toe symbol popped out of Hei Yang's head: "So now..."

"Things are different now!"

Hongli raised her little face and said with a smug smile, "Heiyang, you can't bear to be too cruel to me, at least you won't be as ruthless as my mother!"

"Damn girl..."

Hei Yang said viciously, "Good people deserve to have guns pointed at them, right? Xiao Li, you're finished, I'm telling you!"

"Ahem, well, I mean..."

Clearly realizing she had gotten too carried away, Hongli's smile froze, and her tone became humble again: "Um, what I mean is, my dear husband is so good, he definitely won't beat me up, right!"

"Ah."

Black Sun spoke without mercy: "It's hard to say."

"Ah this..."

Hongli's beady eyes betrayed a hint of guilt.

Although Hei Yang wouldn't actually beat her too badly, the other party had quite a few ways of bullying her...

"嘤嘤嘤~"

Hongli looked at Heiyang pitifully.

"You're so meow..."

Hei Yang looked at Hong Li, speechless. You're the quickest to back down, and you're the one who's determined not to vote. Are you just trying to drag him into this?

"Ask again."

Hei Yang took a deep breath and said fiercely, "Do you know you were wrong?"

"understood!"

Hongli's answer was decisive.

"Then next time..."

A fierce glint flashed in Hei Yang's eyes.

You'll dare to do it again next time!

Although she was panicking, Hong Li still resolutely raised her head and looked at Hei Yang with the same fierce expression: "This is a matter of principle!"

Even if I'm about to be beaten to my knees and beg for mercy, I'm still free!

"I won't give in!"

Hongli stood up from the bed and raised her fist with a resolute expression.

"Ha, it's not up to you!"

A dark figure pounced on it.

"Ah, wait, help! Husband, spare me! Please..."

"Are you satisfied?"

"I refuse! But please, husband, spare my life!"

"You're so meow..."

"Aaaaaah, this is deadly hot!!!"

"Shut up, you brat!"

"No... Ee-ooh..."

"..."

"..."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 464 Love has no logic; it takes many forms, but it never ends.

In the small courtyard of Hongli's family home, Xiao Huo sat on a swing covered with thick cotton cloth, swinging her little feet.

The swing was tied to a tree that had lost all its leaves with a thick hemp rope. The harsh winter wind had shaved its head, but the branches remained sturdy.

Compared to the ancient trees in the mountain streams that are hundreds or thousands of years old, this young tree, which is only in its twenties and grows towards the sun, is much more immature.

Because it is planted in the yard, it may be difficult for it to reach the size of a towering tree in the wild, but Five Colors City is not a bad place, and the abundant nutrients ensure that it has enough vitality to wait for new buds to sprout next year.

However, for this family, this tree is considered an "old member," having even arrived earlier than Hong Li.

The tree was planted by Hongli's parents when they built their new home after their engagement; Hongli was born after that.

The Hei Yang family also has a large tree, but that tree is much older, at least several hundred years old.

Unlike the Hong family's house, which was only built about twenty years ago, the Hei Yang family's house was originally the Hei family's ancestral home.

As family members moved to big cities and established themselves, the house eventually passed down to Hei Yang's father.