About how my wife resurrected me as tentacles after my death.

the next morning.

Sunlight streamed in through the small window and fell on the tiny purple tentacles beside the pillow.

Yu Wanxian opened her eyes groggily.

My first reaction was to look at the pillow.

Chen Yuan was still there, curled up in a ball, the tips of his tentacles resting on the back of her hand, looking like he was sleeping soundly.

Yu Wan watched, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curve into a slight smile.

She gently withdrew her hand without waking him.

Then she tiptoed out of bed, put on her slippers, and went to the bathroom.

Wash up.

While brushing her teeth, she looked at herself in the mirror for a while.

My long, grayish-white hair is a bit messy; it got smudged while I was sleeping last night.

She pulled her hair up, tied it up, and revealed her fair neck.

Then I went to the kitchen.

Halfway there, she stopped and looked back.

Ah-Yuan is still asleep, not moving at all.

After thinking for a moment, she turned and walked towards the door.

Gently push open the door and tiptoe out.

.......

There weren't many people at the market in the morning.

Yu Wan carried the tattered cloth bag and slowly strolled between the stalls.

I bought a few eggs and a bunch of greens.

I bought some noodles.

She hesitated for a moment as she passed the meat stall.

Now that I have money, I can buy more meat.

But after looking at the pile of things in the bag and thinking about the sandworm meat she had at home, she ultimately decided not to buy it.

Let's finish those first; we can't waste food.

.......

I got home and opened the door.

Yu Wan had just put the cloth bag down when she saw a purple thing moving on the ground.

Plop, plop...

Chen Yuan was struggling to climb toward the door, his goal clear.

Yu Wan gently picked him up from the ground. "A-Yuan is being naughty. Why do you want to run around again?"

Chen Yuan shook the small tentacle in her palm: I woke up and didn't see you, I was worried.

Yu Wan, of course, couldn't understand.

She simply placed him gently back on the table, in his usual spot.

"Wait a minute, Ah-Yuan," she whispered softly, "I'll make you some noodles."

Then he turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Chen Yuan lay on the table, watching her back as she tied her apron.

under?

Should I feed him/her?

He felt there was something odd about that statement...

......

Sounds soon came from the kitchen.

Wash the vegetables and cut the meat.

Boil water and cook the noodles.

Soon, the aroma wafted out.

Chen Yuan lay on the table, the tips of her small tentacles slightly raised.

After a while, Yu Wan came out carrying two bowls of noodles.

A large bowl was placed in front of her.

A small bowl was placed in front of Chen Yuan.

The noodles were served in a clear broth, topped with a poached egg, a few pieces of greens, and shredded meat.

Yu Wan sat down and picked up her chopsticks.

Then she looked at Chen Yuan, her eyes crinkling.

"Ah-Yuan, time to eat noodles."

Chen Yuan picked up the special little spoon and rolled up the noodles—this was much more difficult than eating anything else.

The noodles are slippery and keep sliding down.

He tried three times before he finally managed to send a small pinch of dough to the base of the tentacle.

The suction cups open.

absorb.

[Energy replenishment +0.1]

[Experience points +0.01]

Chen Yuan: "..."

Still the same, this is far too little.

But Yu Wan didn't know that.

She just looked at him and then asked, "Ah Yuan, is the noodle soup I made delicious?"

Chen Yuan's little tentacles twitched twice: Not bad.

She lowered her head and began to eat as well.

Slurp slurp.

Then he suddenly stopped eating, looked at the remaining noodles in the bowl, and spoke softly.

"But it's not as good as Ah-Yuan's noodles..."

"The noodles Ah-Yuan made were salty..." she continued, her voice even softer.

There was a lot of salt in it...

.......

After breakfast, Yu Wan cleaned up the dishes.

As she stood up, she casually stretched.

The old T-shirt rode up slightly with the movement, revealing a small section of her fair waist.

The curves of her chest were stretched more pronounced, their contours subtly revealed beneath the thin fabric...

Chen Yuan lay on the table, watching so intently that the tips of his tentacles curled up.

This is truly a sign of growing up.

There's nothing we can do about that.

Ahem, Chen Yuan... I'll take care of your wife.

He really can be amazing at himself.

As Chen Yuan pondered, the tips of his tentacles swayed back and forth...

Yu Wan stretched, put her hands down, and looked down at him.

"What is A-Yuan looking at?"

Chen Yuan immediately pretended to be dead.

Yu Wan, of course, had no idea what he was thinking.

She simply walked over and gently poked the tip of his tentacle.

"Ah Yuan is a lecher," she whispered.

Then she walked to the window, stared blankly out the window, and remained silent for a long while...

She had nothing to do today, and she wanted to go to the basement to look at those ancient books again...

The mess from last time hasn't been cleaned up yet...

If the League discovers these things... execution might be the simplest punishment.

The Alliance has many methods for dealing with those "taboo researchers".

For example, public executions or public displays of force.

Even worse, some were sent to be used as experimental subjects.

Yu Wan considered the consequences when she did these things.

But she did it anyway.

.......

Yu Wan picked up the little tentacle and rubbed it against her face.

"And..." her voice was muffled, "as long as A-Yuan is here, any price is acceptable..."

.......