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

Yu Wan carried Chen Yuan out of the basement.

It's getting late, time to make lunch.

Back in the living room.

She placed the tiny tentacles on her head, opened the refrigerator, and took out some vegetables.

She pulled her white hair to one side and then tied her apron.

Then she took the little tentacles off her head and gently placed them on the table.

"Ah Yuan, be a good girl. I'm going to cook."

But Chen Yuan bounced up from the table and jumped back onto her head with a splash.

"Hmm? Is A-Yuan going to cook too?"

Yu Wan, supporting the small tentacles on her head, slowly walked into the kitchen.

Chen Yuancai doesn't want to cook; he wants to do what he likes...

Cough cough... This was just a test of my ability to fight back.

After all, upgrading is something that can't be delayed, right?

......

Yu Wan was wearing that old T-shirt; the fabric was very thin, and you could feel her body temperature through the fabric.

The tentacles wrapped around the waist and slowly tightened.

Yu Wan paused, her hand holding the knife twitching. She looked down at the ring of purple tentacles that had appeared inside her clothes.

"Ah-Yuan... I'm cooking."

Chen Yuan, of course, did not loosen his grip.

Another tentacle emerged from her collar, circled behind her ear, and rubbed against the small patch of skin below her earlobe.

"Hmm~"

The tentacles didn't stop; another one split off from the waist...

Yu Wan's fingers slid down from the pot handle and rested on the edge of the countertop.

Her white hair hung down from her ears, and the exposed earlobes were beginning to turn red.

The apron straps swayed gently behind her waist, the end of the bow brushing against the tentacle's body...

Anyway, Ah Yuan will be done soon, so you can continue cooking.

But things are different now.

.......

On the stove, the water in the soup pot began to bubble.

Yu Wan's hand trembled as she tried to turn off the fire, but the tentacles had already wrapped around her waist and gently pulled her arm.

She was pulled back another step, her back pressed against a soft mass of tentacles.

"Soup... um..." She turned her head, her voice a little unsteady.

"The soup is about to overflow...mmm~"

A tentacle reached over her shoulder and turned the fire down.

The movements were light and deliberate, neither hurried nor slow.

Yu Wan watched as the tentacle adjusted the fire and then retracted. Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something.

(——)

The words she wanted to say were replaced by a soft hum...

My legs started to shake.

It started trembling slightly, uncontrollably, from the inside of my knee.

She leaned on the edge of the counter, her fingertips turning slightly white.

(——)

Although it's a waste... the rate at which experience points are gained has reached its limit.

...that would actually be even more wasteful...

(——)

"Wait a minute... the vegetables... the vegetables aren't washed yet..."

She reached for the greens in the colander, but as soon as her fingers touched the edge of the leaves, her hand pulled her back.

The vegetables slipped from her fingers and fell back into the basket, with a few leaves scattered on the kitchen counter.

In Chen Yuan's mind, the system panel was frantically popping up windows.

The experience points were loading so fast that the numbers were overlapping. He didn't have time to see what was added; he only saw line after line of prompts scrolling up.

The first dish is put into the pot.

Yu Wan held a spatula in one hand and braced herself against the edge of the stove with the other. She could only stir the spatula in the pot a couple of times before she ran out of strength.

She lowered her head, her white hair falling down to cover her face, revealing only the slightly reddened tip of her nose...

"Ah Yuan...wait a minute, let's...finish cooking the vegetables first, okay...um~"

She tried to turn the dishes over, but her arms were too weak to lift.

The tentacles reached over and helped her flip the spatula.

While flipping the vegetables absentmindedly, some vegetable leaves were shoved outside the pot and spilled onto the stove.

The first dish was, unsurprisingly, burnt.

However, Chen Yuan's side is nearing its end.

.......