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

basement.

In the dim light, Yu Wan sat at the table.

She had two identity documents delivered by the royal city spread out in front of her, and her expression finally became a little more serious.

Chen Yuan lay on top of her head, the tips of his tentacles swaying gently as she turned the pages.

It seems that Xiao Yuwan has been fed well, and is finally able to sit up straight and look at the documents seriously.

His first identity was named Fang Ming.

Their strength is rated as above average, and they do not belong to any obvious faction.

This identity is perfect for public activities in Expedition City.

Being strong enough prevents others from causing trouble for you, but not so strong that you always attract attention, and you don't have that many connections.

The second document was much thinner and didn't even have a photo.

He only wrote a few brief lines of notes: lower class, nameless, visually impaired, follower.

In the Expedition City, the lower classes are simply servants to the strong, without names or identities.

No one would even glance at you when you walk down the street.

The blind character setting is actually quite convenient.

Yu Wan could walk with her eyes closed openly, or have Chen Yuan possess her to see the way without being exposed.

This is what makes Expedition City different from the Alliance.

The alliance has regulations, hunter's code, and nominal fairness.

Expedition City doesn't have these.

They were completely a dog-eat-dog world, each acting on their own.

People are ranked according to their strength. The lower class is not even considered a person and can only live by depending on someone else's name.

This kind of place is the easiest to hide in, but also the easiest to overturn.

After the previous incidents, the Alliance now kills anyone they see in the Expeditionary City.

The relationship between the two sides has become so tense that it's a fight to the death.

The origin of these two identities is that the Alliance found them among piles of corpses.

"Ah Yuan, when are we leaving..." Yu Wan asked.

She's always so contradictory.

They wanted to go to the Expedition City to find a way to completely resurrect him, but they were also afraid of dragging him back into danger...

I cherish the peaceful days I spend at home cooking, showering, and sleeping, yet I know this peace is only temporary.

Perhaps this is greed; she was always too attached to Chen Yuan.

After losing something and getting it back, one fears losing it even more; the more one gains, the more uneasy one becomes.

Chen Yuan could also tell that her mood was a little strange.

Xiao Yuwan couldn't escape his eyes after all; he had raised her for over a decade.

The black liquid slid down from her head, seeping into her right hand along her collarbone.

Her fingers moved on their own, typing a few words on the screen: "It's up to you to decide."

After writing that line, she raised her hand again and pinched her own cheek.

I pulled it outwards slightly, then released it.

The tactile sensation was soft and very clear.

It can not only control Xiao Yuwan's hand to type and chop dragons.

How can it feel so real?

Cough cough... What if it's a different feeling...?

No, no, this idea is too dangerous.

Even though he's a small tentacle now, this is still too strange.

The black liquid receded from her hands, reformed into small tentacles, and crawled back onto her head.

He extended his tentacle tip and slowly rubbed around the eye socket.

I haven't had a proper rest since I came back from the North City Wall, and I tossed and turned on the sofa for so long without falling asleep.

There was a slight bluish tinge around his eyes.

"Puji puji (It's late, time to sleep)"

"Uh-huh......"

Yu Wan responded.

She understood what he meant.

We'll talk about the Expedition City tomorrow; I'll go to sleep tonight.

He closed the file and put it in the drawer, stood up, scooped Chen Yuan up from above his head, held him in his arms, and went upstairs.

Go to sleep quickly, so you can see Ayuan again when you wake up in the morning...

.......

the next morning.

In the kitchen...

The sunlight streamed in at an angle through the window, it felt very comfortable.

Chen Yuan stood in front of the stove in human form, cooking noodles, with his sleeves rolled up to his forearms, and steam rising from the pot.

Yu Wan wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, rubbed her face against his back, and then tilted her head to watch him cook noodles.

Her hands rested quietly on his waist, without moving, sliding down, or slipping inside his clothes.

Is the evil god away on a business trip today?

Normally, she would have already started rubbing against him by this time, from his back to his chest, and from his chest to his chin.

Then she tilted her head back and said in a soft, sleepy voice, "Ah-Yuan~ I want to do..."

Chen Yuan turned his head to look at her and said with a smile:

"Why didn't you want it this morning?"

Yu Wan's ears turned slightly red, and she buried her face further into his back.

She can't even stand steadily yet... I'm a little scared.

Yesterday, from the bathtub to the bed, and from the bed to the sofa, he even impersonated Xiao Yuwan once in between.

No, he accidentally made a mistake that time.

There were too many times, and each time it took several times longer than before.

Every time I bend my knees, I remember the feeling of him pinning my hands behind my back and pressing them against my lower abdomen yesterday.

It felt so good, so good that I couldn't remember anything, like... the kind of feeling where you're about to die...

And it's not just comfort that's frightening.

He always liked to stop when she was about to "happy".

Even though he had already reached that critical point... he slowed down instead.

Grind slowly with such a gentle touch.

She's not releasing it, so she's stuck in this state, neither here nor there...

That's too much, Ah Yuan is too wicked.

Chen Yuan looked down at her bright red ears.

That won't do. He's just one step away from LV.12, and the experience bar on his panel has already reached over 90%.

At the usual daily pace, I can click the upgrade button in a few more days.

At this point, Xiao Yu went on strike, and his upgrade plan was completely disrupted.

What's wrong with liking to do what you love?

It's abnormal for a couple not to have sex.

Ahem... So, the disobedient Yu Wan deserted her post at the last minute, and naturally, she deserves a severe punishment.

He put down his chopsticks, turned around, put one arm around her waist, and pulled her into his arms.

Yu Wan looked up at him, her bloodshot eyes showing a hint of bewilderment, as if she hadn't quite caught up yet.

.......

The noodles in the pot were still cooking, bubbling and steaming.

Then he can continue to punish Xiao Yuwan, who deserted her post.

Cooking noodles doesn't interfere with doing what you love; multitasking is a basic skill.

Cook the noodles, turn off the heat, and put them in a bowl.

Yu Wan leaned over the kitchen counter, panting. Her long, silvery-white hair slipped down from her shoulders, obscuring half of her face.

She thought the punishment was over and reached for the chopsticks.

Then he picked her up from the stage and placed her on the dining table.

The height of the dining table is just right...

Yu Wan looked into his eyes, then glanced at the bowl of steaming noodles next to him.

They finally realized that today's punishment had only just begun.

After the dining table, the conversation continued on the sofa...

Then it continues by the window...

I broke out in a sweat.

That, of course, continues in the bathroom.

Even on the way there, I couldn't be idle; I kept holding on...

After exiting the bathroom is the entryway, and beyond the entryway...

He paused as he carried her across the balcony, glancing at the old washing machine in the corner.

It's been a long time since I've been there. I used to do it many times before.

She wasn't as tall back then as she is now; when he lifted her onto the washing machine, she had to stand on tiptoe to kiss his chin.

I don't need to stand on tiptoe anymore, but my legs still feel weak...

Cough cough... In short, Xiao Yuwan must be utterly depraved.

This is all for their future.