Fairy, please have some self-respect. I am not the reincarnation of your deceased husband.

"!"

The moment their lips and fingers touched, Chen Lianshu could clearly feel the delicate touch of those warm fingertips.

Especially when the other person leans in close.

He could clearly smell the girl's unique fragrance.

You can also vaguely sense the "undeniable" and "petite and cute" youthful innocence in front of her.

This left him somewhat confused, as he had just woken up.

"Keep your voice down."

Shen Yueli did not back away; her voice was low and soft, carrying a hint of mystery and excitement about having an affair.

"I came here secretly, so please don't let your dear senior sister find out, unless~"

She paused deliberately:

"You want her to see us like this now~"

In truth, she desperately wanted Mu Qianxue to see it, but for the sake of future arrangements, she needed to remain hidden for the time being.

"The Holy Maiden seems to really enjoy whispering?"

Unexpectedly, Chen Lianshu did not show any panic. Instead, he remained unusually calm, looked up to meet her gaze, and spoke with a slightly teasing tone.

"It's just so-so."

Shen Yueli did not get up.

She was somewhat unwilling to accept it.

Her husband used to be so cold to her.

Moreover, the other party's reaction was too calm, as if they had no "interest" in me whatsoever?

This made her seem to be at a disadvantage.

But then he thought about it again and realized that he had no memory of anything now, so he felt much more at ease.

"Our posture doesn't seem like we're having a proper conversation."

Chen Lianshu's tone remained unchanged:

"Aren't you going to get up? Aren't you afraid of...damaging your reputation?"

It wasn't that he enjoyed it, but rather that the difference in their cultivation levels was too great, making it impossible for him to break free.

Moreover, Shen Yueli was petite, and although she had the immaturity and naivety of an unripe fruit, she was not his type.

"It's alright~"

Shen Yueli persisted, determined to see him reveal a weakness before she would give up:

"You are special~"

At least... she needs to see the other person blush and have their heart race with her own eyes.

"But... hiss..."

The pain in her wrist made Chen Lianshu gasp, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"Could you be a little gentler?"

"My wrist is almost crushed."

Did I hurt you?

"…Um."

Seeing her husband's pained expression and furrowed brows, Shen Yueli's heart softened, and she immediately loosened her grip.

Not only did she release him, but she even sat back down in the chair, looking somewhat bewildered.

The previous alluring and seductive demeanor had completely vanished, replaced by a touch of clumsiness and cuteness unique to young girls.

"Does it still hurt?"

Even after Chen Lianshu sat up, Shen Yueli was still worried.

She stared intently at her husband's wrist, her concern undisguised.

But fearing she might lose control again and hurt him, she dared not reach out to touch him again.

"It's acceptable."

Chen Lianshu moved his wrist and couldn't help but sigh at the strength of the other party.

Although this girl's "body" is not big, her strength is truly terrifying.

"Feel sorry."

Who would have thought that Shen Yueli would take the initiative to apologize? And with such a sincere expression:

"I...I...this was my first time too, so I didn't control my strength well."

Although everything was in line with the plan, it was her first time doing it, and she never expected that she would actually hurt her husband.

"It's alright, it's just that my cultivation is insufficient, so it's not the Holy Maiden's fault."

Upon hearing this, Chen Lianshu was clearly taken aback, genuinely not expecting Shen Yueli to apologize.

As for whether it's genuine... he has no way of knowing, so he'll just believe it to some extent.

Let's just assume she's sincere.

"Do you have something to instruct me on?"

Chen Lianshu was not surprised that Shen Yueli was able to find him so accurately.

After all, with the Soul Tablet in hand, it wouldn't be surprising if they couldn't find it.

"Can't it just be that I miss you?"

Shen Yueli made no attempt to hide her feelings.

The eerie red in his eyes vanished, replaced by a fixed gaze fixed on Chen Lianshu, filled with emotion.

Although she cared about her superior-subordinate relationship with her husband, she had already gotten used to it.

It was just a fun, flirtatious, and ambiguous little game between the two of them.

Anyway, she'll have plenty of opportunities to "train" him slowly in the future.

"..."

Chen Lianshu glanced at her helplessly.

If someone else had said that, he might have believed it to some extent.

But Shen Yueli... that's obviously impossible.

Even now, his mind was still in turmoil.

Looking at the special thorny red heart above the other person's head.

He became increasingly convinced that the so-called "tribulation" was related to Shen Yueli and Mu Qianxue.

Furthermore, it is suspected that the two people's attitudes may be related to the lost simulated memories.

As a time traveler, Chen Lianshu had read many similar novels and had some guesses.

It's just unclear whether that so-called "simulation" refers to the future or the past.

As for the relationship between the two... he didn't think about it at all.

After all, this little girl is not his type at all.

Thinking about it this way, many of the oddities become understandable.

You must possess something that the other person needs.

But right now, the enemy is in the open while we are in the dark; he knows nothing, while Shen Yueli clearly knows more.

He had no choice but to test the waters step by step, and it was best to maintain the status quo and not show anything unusual, otherwise it would only backfire.

And perhaps we can even find an opportunity to repair the system from this.

"Would the Holy Maiden like some water?"

Chen Lianshu walked straight to the table and poured a bowl of water from the teapot.

He took a sip himself first, then looked at the girl whose gaze had never left him, and asked the question as if possessed.

"Okay, but..."

Shen Yueli didn't stand on ceremony and agreed without hesitation.

She paused briefly, lightly tapping the bowl in Chen Lianshu's hand with her fingertip, and said with a smile:

"I want the bowl you're holding."

"...?"

Chen Lianshu thought she had misheard, and subconsciously looked at the bowl before hesitatingly saying:

"Afraid I'll poison you?"

"That's one way to think about it."

Unable to find a good reason, and with her husband offering a way out, Shen Yueli readily accepted.

Chen Lianshu didn't say much, but simply carried the bowl back to her.

Shen Yueli was about to reach out to take it, but the other person did not hand over the bowl.

Instead, he suddenly raised his other hand, the back of which was facing her, and bent two fingers, as if to tap her forehead!

"Ugh...!"

But she didn't dodge; instead, she instinctively covered her forehead and let out a pitiful whimper.

It's as if they've long been used to being "taught a lesson" like this, and it's become an instinctive reaction.

"?"

The expected pain didn't come. She opened her eyes in confusion and looked at Chen Lianshu, only to find that he had already withdrawn his hand and coughed slightly, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"cough!"

He himself never expected that he would inexplicably want to knock Shen Yueli's forehead.

Fortunately, they stopped in time, preventing a major mistake.

If he were to actually strike her, given the saintess's unpredictable nature, she would likely suffer a severe beating even if she didn't die.

Now we can only hope that she will forgive and forget our past mistakes.

Since nothing happened, I let myself off the hook.

"snort."

As expected, Shen Yueli gave a disgruntled snort.

But she wasn't angry because Chen Lianshu was about to hit her on the head.

Instead, she was angry that the other person hadn't knocked on her.

After all, one of the ways the two expressed intimacy in their past life was when her husband would gently tap her forehead with a helpless yet affectionate gesture.

"What brings the Holy Maiden here?"

Chen Lianshu steered the conversation back on track.

Shen Yueli stopped joking.

"This is not the place to talk."

The meaning was clear: the two wanted to find another place to talk before Mu Qianxue noticed.

"How about that teahouse on the street corner?"

"Can."

Chen Lianshu nodded in agreement.

"Shall we go?"

"Hmm~"

However, Shen Yueli did not set off immediately, but instead took out a talisman first.

With a flick of her fingertips, she created a simple barrier to isolate her aura, in case anyone noticed that she had "kidnapped" her junior brother.

After carefully sensing her surroundings and confirming that there was nothing amiss, she relaxed and regained her charming yet dangerous demeanor as the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect.

In just a few steps, she caught up with Chen Lianshu and unceremoniously took his arm.

"?"

Before he could even ask a question, she tilted her head back, smiling brightly, and preemptively gestured:

"Let's go, Brother Lian Shu!"