Chapter 97 Extra Chapter 1: Don't Touch Your Husband's Tentacles While He's at Work

Hearing the voice, he nodded: "I like it."

If I had known, he would have chosen this spiritual body too. With so many hands, his work would have been so much more convenient.

He couldn't resist touching one of the tentacles, and it immediately took on a physical form, like an octopus's hand lying in Wenrensheng's palm.

“Ah,” a voice whispered, “it’s biting me.”

The suction cups on the tentacles stuck to Wenrensheng, making it impossible for him to shake off.

He Mu touched Wen Rensheng's hair and laughed, "The physical form of the spiritual tentacle is ethereal, but it can change according to my wishes, no matter what form I want it to take."

Wen Rensheng watched as the tentacle wrapped around his wrist and climbed up his arm, and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

He stepped forward and took He Mu's hand, saying softly, "It hurts..."

My skin felt like it was being stung by an electric current; it was itchy, numb, and a little painful.

Mu Yiyan withdrew her tentacles, lifted Wen Rensheng's sleeve, and left a reddish mark on the skin where the tentacles had touched.

“Your spiritual level is relatively low, so I can’t control my strength well,” He Mu rubbed his head. “It’s best not to touch these tentacles casually.”

Hearing the voice, he obediently nodded, watching the scars on his arm fade away little by little.

But for some reason, after the pain subsided, Wen Rensheng felt a little unsatisfied.

Although it hurt a bit, he was surprisingly fascinated by the feeling, and even after the pain subsided, he wanted to experience it again, or many more times.

Startled by his own thought, he hurriedly put his hands behind his back and nervously pricked up his wolf ears.

"What's wrong?" He Mu glanced at his ears. "The tips of your ears are all red."

"No!" Wen Rensheng quickly shook his head. "Brother, please teach me how to get started. I... I want to learn!"

He Mu glanced at him a few times, but didn't think much of it. He nodded and said, "Open the panel."

*

After learning the basic operation panel for listening to human voices from Mu, the whole morning was over.

They rested briefly, ate something, and spent the afternoon lying on the surface of the gray planet, quietly closing their eyes to rest.

Or rather, Mu was resting with her eyes closed.

He was taking a nap against a sofa that Wenrensheng had just built, his tentacles hanging peacefully on the back of the sofa, as if he were asleep.

I can't sleep because of people's voices.

Feeling a bit bored, he groped his way up, straddled He Mu, and began to play with the tentacles.

"Why aren't you awake yet?"

"elder brother……"

Hearing someone's voice, she leaned on He Mu's shoulder and softly called out, "I missed you so much."

But after those words, the tentacle in Wenrensheng's hand seemed to hear a call and trembled on its own. Then it slowly stood up and touched Wenrensheng's lips with the tip of its tentacle.

It's so cool.

Startled by the sound of voices, he instinctively touched his lips, where a wet mark was left where he had been touched.

Hearing a voice, he hesitated and asked, "...Brother?"

Before he could finish speaking, the tentacle, taking advantage of the situation, pried open Wen Rensheng's lips and probed directly between his teeth.

"Hmm..."

Before she could even hear a sound of struggle, the tentacle had already probed into her tongue, curling up and sucking on it.

Hearing the voice, tears welled in her eyes, and she swallowed hard.

—I was forcibly kissed by a tentacle!

The spiritual body is the manifestation of all thoughts. Just as animals use their tails to express their feelings, these tentacles are part of the spirit and represent its thoughts.

In her distress, the sound of human voices suddenly reminded her of the feeling of Mu massaging her tail.

The movements were gentle and comforting, making him feel completely melted.

The older brother is very good to his tail.

Shouldn't he reciprocate and help his brother appease these "tails"?

Hearing the voice, he secretly glanced at He Mu. The person didn't even twitch his eyelids, so it seemed he was still asleep.

Hearing human voices, she wiped away her tears and, mustering her courage, like she had kissed He Mu a couple of days ago, took the initiative to lick/kiss that tentacle.

The tentacle did indeed react; it immediately pressed down on the tongue that heard the human voice, intertwined with its own, and pushed against it, making some watery sounds.

Hearing voices, he closed his eyes and felt the kisses of tentacles.

It wasn't as comfortable as the kiss with Mu yesterday. The tentacles were too big, and it was really uncomfortable to choke on.

Unable to refuse Mu's kiss, she responded enthusiastically, and the kiss grew hotter and hotter until her consciousness became a little blurred.

Just as it was about to pierce his throat, he regained some consciousness upon hearing human voices and hurriedly tried to pull the tentacles out.

"Waaah..."

But by then it seemed too late.

Several other tentacles behind Mu were awakened by the noise and began to tentatively touch him, even wrapping around his wrists and calves.

I was unexpectedly stung twice on the skin, and it immediately turned a tender red.

Hearing voices and feeling pain, her eyes immediately reddened, and she struggled to wake He Mu.

—Looking up, she found that He Mu had already woken up.

He lowered his eyes slightly, watching Wenrensheng being writhed by several tentacles, his eyes filled with tears and his tongue lolling out. His eyes curved into a slight smile.

Like a kitten tangled in yarn.

He Mu's gaze lingered for a moment before he slowly withdrew his tentacles.

Hearing the voice, he snapped out of his shock and hurriedly wiped the wetness from the corner of his lips.

"When did you wake up?" He avoided Mu's gaze, his face flushed as he asked, "You were the one who was just now..."

“I’ve been awake the whole time,” He Mu said with a very faint smile, “wanting to see what you’re up to.”

As expected, it was related to Mu Gan.

How could a tentacle have self-awareness? This is He Mu's spiritual entity, and whatever it wants to do is of course based on He Mu's own will.

But Wenrensheng didn't have time to get angry with him right now. The wet mark left by the tentacle seemed to contain some poison. Wenrensheng was now burning up, and his skin was so hot it felt like it could catch fire.

"Brother," Wenren's voice, her eyes red-rimmed, gasped as she pressed her breath against He Mu's neck, "I missed you..."

He Mu felt that he really was like a docile puppy, always wanting to snuggle up to his owner and act cute, but perhaps he was also like a cat in heat, leaning forward against him with its tail sticking up.

He scratched Wenren's chin and chuckled, "Want my help?"

Hearing people's voices, it obediently straightened its ears like an airplane.

"Thank you, brother."

He Mu stroked his ear and said, "I'm not good at controlling my strength. If you really can't stand it, just turn off the holographic space, okay?"

“I won’t turn it off,” Wenrensheng leaned forward and kissed He Mu, saying affectionately, “I want to get to know each other better with my brother.”

For those who listen to others, giving is far easier than taking.

He preferred to take the initiative to let He Mu approach him, and then learn about He Mu's preferences in this way.

Although most of the time, Wenrensheng felt that Mu liked everything.

He wished he could devour himself whole.

A slender tentacle lifted the shirt and reached towards the edge of the chest, as if listening to a heartbeat that could hear human voices.

"Is it okay?" He Mu whispered, "I can't control it well, it might hurt a little."

Hearing voices, he closed his eyes and endured it.

Slippery and with a slightly stinging electric current, it's reminiscent of a jellyfish.

Hearing human voices, he experienced a slight feeling of weightlessness on the celestial body, as if his body was floating in an ocean current.

My consciousness drifted in and out of control for a while, and when I opened my eyes again, the two tentacles were already lying obediently on my body.

Hearing the voice, he looked down at his shirt, which had some messy wrinkles.

It was sucked up.

How embarrassing.

Mu and he intertwined their fingers, and she asked softly, "Does it hurt, Shengsheng?"

Hearing a voice, he shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, brother."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the remaining tentacles seemed to have been granted permission. They suddenly shrugged off Wenrensheng's collar and cuffs, and like a group of snakes, they rushed to crawl into his habitat and quickly devoured him.

"Hmm!"

Hearing the voices, he was surprised by the large number of people coming at once. He couldn't control himself and exclaimed in surprise before hurriedly covering his mouth.

Oh no, he actually screamed!

They're still in the CEO's office in real life. What if the people downstairs hear them?

But the tentacles covering his body showed him no mercy. A slight electric current began to coursing through his body, causing people to scream in alarm, and Yue Yao's body trembled and arched back.

"Wait!" a voice cried out, unable to contain itself, "Brother... first, don't go so fast..."

He Mu narrowed his eyes: "Brother?"

Hearing someone's voice, he gripped He Mu's shoulders tightly and shook his head desperately.

“Father…” he choked out, changing his words, “Slow down, I can’t…”

Upon hearing this, He Mu temporarily stopped its tentacles, letting them lie obediently on Wen Rensheng's body, giving Wen Rensheng some time to adjust.

“Take your time, Shengsheng,” He Mu said slowly, twirling Wen Rensheng’s hair with his fingers. “I’ll wait for you.”

He kept his word; the tentacles on Wen Rensheng's body indeed stopped moving, and only the suckers were slowly sucking at him.

Hearing the voice, He Mu held onto his shoulder, his body trembling slightly as he slowly adjusted to the feeling of being entangled by tentacles.

"alright,"

After a while, he heard someone panting and struggling to lift his eyes. His eyes were watery, and his eyelashes were wet.

"Okay, you can continue..."

*

This exploration, called "mutual understanding," has been going on for a long time. Mu is like dressing up Wenrensheng, hanging tentacles on him little by little, letting them tighten, stick together, and press down on him.

Finally, Wenren sat astride He Mu, his wrists bound together by tentacles as thick as bowls, and was forced to hug He Mu's neck.

Its tail was repeatedly rubbed and rolled around, and its body was so dirty that it was unsightly. Its tentacles even spewed out strange water. The person was still in a daze when they heard the voice and hadn't come to their senses when the water was splashed all over their face and body.

But looking at He Mu, he was still dressed impeccably and didn't even react.

How could this be!

"You..." the voice said, sounding aggrieved, "Why aren't you reacting?"

He used to be able to get it done just by holding me.

Hearing the voice, a little figure popped into my mind, tearfully biting a handkerchief.

Could it be that his body has already—

Just as Mu was about to consider this terrifying possibility, the holographic space shut down with a beep. The Milky Way around them turned back into a veil, and the ground changed from an uneven star to a soft carpet.

Hearing the voice, he was suddenly freed and collapsed to the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Although what happens in the holographic space does not affect reality, the brain can deceive the body. Those experiences that are so close to reality make it difficult for Wenrensheng to control himself even without being touched.

He felt completely drained, his legs were weak, and he couldn't stand up. The ground was covered in wet stains.

"I don't like doing it there, so I turned my perception level down to the lowest setting."

Before he could even catch his breath from hearing the voices, He Mu pinned him to the ground and began taking off his own clothes.

The dog's ears twitched in fright at the sound of human voices.

"What are you trying to do? I don't have any left!"

"Sheng Sheng," He Mu flung his clothes aside, grabbed Wen Rensheng's wrists with one hand, and pressed them above his head, "We've been working too late tonight, how about we sleep at the company?"

Upon hearing the voice, he immediately understood Mu's meaning. He twisted his body in despair and cried out, "But—"

“I know,” Mu interrupted him, “your father doesn’t approve of you coming home late, does he?”

Hearing the voice crying, he nodded, then seemed to remember something and quickly shook his head.

“He has agreed now,” He Mu said. “He also said that you should follow your boss…work hard, strive for advancement, and get promoted as soon as possible.”

"Can you do it well, Sheng Sheng?"

*

"drop."

As dusk approached, Wen Rensheng finally managed to walk out of the holographic space, leaning against the wall, and laboriously swiped his attendance card.

Second day of work...

"I really want to quit my job..."

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So every day I write a bunch of mysterious, dazzling, and depressing texts and then post them.