"What's between us, what's yours is mine, and what's mine is still mine."

Ouyang Yuqing was helpless against Shen Yingying's domineering manner.

He pointed at Chen Yingying with his index finger: "You, you're such a money-grubber!"

The two looked at each other for three seconds, and suddenly they were heard laughing loudly in the room.

The unattended guards living in the next room heard the couple laughing loudly.

It feels inexplicable.

What wonderful event has happened that makes you so happy?

He was secretly laughing in his room in the middle of the night instead of sleeping.

If Shen Yingying knew what the secret guards were thinking.

She would tell him, "You have no idea what our happiness is!"

After laughing, the couple called over the waiter, who brought them some warm water to wash up.

They all took a simple warm bath.

After washing, Shen Yingying felt embarrassed.

Now that the inn's conditions allow, it seems she'll be paying her food rations...

Ouyang Yuqing also confirmed her idea.

Since they tasted the sweetness of love in prison, the two haven't been together for so long.

Now that the conditions were perfect, Ouyang Yuqing pounced on Shen Yingying like a hungry wolf and they started rolling around in the sheets.

Shen Yingying was tormented by Ouyang Yuqing until nearly 5 a.m. before she finally fell into a deep sleep.

Ouyang Yuqing was released and watched his wife fall asleep with a happy heart.

He lay on his side with his arm under his chin, while his other hand gently brushed the soft, wispy hair from Shen Yingying's sleeping face.

I can never get tired of looking at my wife; she's beautiful and adorable no matter how I look at her. (With built-in filter)

After watching for nearly 15 minutes, Ouyang Yuqing succumbed to drowsiness and fell asleep.

When Shen Yingying woke up, it was already early morning.

She was still struggling.

I only slept for an hour, so of course I was exhausted.

She held her lower back and muttered, "Ouch... my back hurts so much."

After muttering to herself, Shen Yingying glanced resentfully at Ouyang Yuqing beside her.

She cursed inwardly: "You dog of a man, I'm so tired from all this."

Look at him, his face is full of joy.

Is there no justice left?!

Ouyang Yuqing opened her eyes when Shen Yingying woke up.

Seeing that his wife was quite exhausted from his actions, he said with concern, "Wife, how about we stay another day?"

Shen Yingying still gave Ouyang Yuqing a resentful look and said, "Let's forget about it. Let's rest in the carriage for a while after we set off."

Anyway, I'm bored on the road.

After the two got up, Ouyang Yuqing left the room and asked the waiter to fetch water for them to wash up.

Shen Yingying sat on the table in the room, taking out paper and pen from her spatial storage and writing and drawing.

When Ouyang Yuqing returned to her room, the plan she had written was already completed.

"Yuqing, this is the future plan for Lin Mengyao Restaurant and Assassin's Pavilion."

See if you have anything to add.

Ouyang Yuqing took Shen Yingying's plan and began to read it.

He frowned as soon as he saw it.

He thought to himself, what kind of weird drawing is this?

can't read!

"Honey, what's written on this?"

I don't seem to understand.

Shen Yingying wrote with such flair, but she forgot that she was in ancient times.

He wrote in modern simplified Chinese characters, which Ouyang Yuqing naturally couldn't understand.

But if you ask Shen Yingying to write calligraphy? That would be no different from scribbles.

She sighed and said to Ouyang Yuqing, "Yuqing, how about I read it and you write it?"

Ouyang Yuqing had already experienced Shen Yingying's calligraphy skills last time.

He believed it was feasible...

Before Ouyang Yuqing could even bring it up, the waiter knocked on the door with water for washing up.

The two could only write after washing up.

However, the two finished washing up in no time.

This time, with no one to disturb her, Shen Yingying recited her plans beside Ouyang Yuqing.

Ouyang Yuqing then picked up his brush and began to write with great flourish.

After Ouyang Yuqing finished writing the plan, he blew on the still-wet handwriting.

Shen Yingying was now filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

She looked at Ouyang Yuqing's handwriting, then at her own dog's paws.

No, human claws!

Why does my writing look like scribbles?