Just as Ning Qing's thoughts were racing, she heard the doorknob turning again.

Ning Qing wondered to herself, who would come looking for her at this hour?

I heard familiar footsteps beside me, and that voice... it was my wife!

Didn't he just go back? What's he doing here again?

Bai Hao reappeared in Ning Qing's room, holding a thick stack of books.

He walked slowly to the bedside and laid out the books he was holding one by one on the bed.

Her starry eyes looked at Ning Qing.

"Brother, would you like to hear a story? I'll read it to you."

As he spoke, he pulled over a chair and plopped down on it.

Ning Qing's eyes flickered, and he thought to himself: My wife is telling me a story?

Why do I have this weird feeling of being pampered like a little brat?

The person on the bed still showed no reaction.

Bai Hao picked up one of the books and waved it back and forth in front of Ning Qing a few times.

"Shall we read this book together?"

Ning Qing glanced at the book with the Q-version character cover, which clearly displayed the three large characters "Three Character Classic".

Ning Qing was utterly speechless.

Honey, is there some misunderstanding about storybooks?

Bai Hao noticed a slight change in the person on the bed's gaze when they saw the book in his hand.

He secretly concluded that he must like this book.

So he withdrew his hand, turned to the first page, and began to read carefully.

In the quiet room, a clear reading voice rang out, accompanied by the occasional rustling of pages turning.

Ning Qing was still lying on the bed, drying salted fish.

His face was blank, and his eyes stared vacantly upwards.

An hour passed, and the clear, melodious voice reading aloud did not stop.

The only change was the book in my hand; it was replaced with another children's book instead of the "Three Character Classic".

With nothing to do, Ning Qing mentally complained about his wife.

You call these storybooks? Do you have some misunderstanding about storybooks?

Hearing its host's complaints in the space, the system couldn't help but reply: "There are many short stories in these two books!"

Seeing that the system finally popped up, Ning Qing gritted her teeth and said: System, think of a way to die yourself.

The system also knew that it had gone too far this time, which was why it was hiding and not daring to speak. It was all its fault for being so quick-witted and not being able to help but reply.

The system once again became a coward.

Ning Qing snorted coldly in her heart.

A powerful pressure emanated from the system within the space.

The system instantly felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on it, making it feel suffocating.

It struggled to speak and begged for mercy.

Ning Qing let out another cold snort and withdrew his oppressive aura.

When Bai Hao finished reading the children's book in his hand, he looked up at the person on the bed.

He shifted his upper body slightly and glanced towards the restroom.

Bai Hao understood instantly.

Although he wasn't very willing, he thought that if he didn't resolve the issue in time, his body might suffer from the discomfort.

So he asked.

"Do you need to go to the bathroom? I'll carry you there."

As he spoke, he stood up, reached out and bent down, wanting to pick up Ning Qing from the bed.

Unexpectedly, Ning Qing reached out and pushed him away, refusing him.

Just kidding, I can't let my wife see my deformed legs now, or she'll be scared away.

Ning Qing waved her hand.

"No need, you can go back."

Bai Hao glanced indifferently at the person on the bed.

He turned around and took out a brand new, unused chamber pot from the cabinet.

Hand it to the person in bed.

"Use this to relieve yourself first, don't hold it in too long."

Ning Qing stared blankly at the chamber pot his wife handed him, feeling his head buzzing.

Ning Qingchao coldly uttered two words.

"go out".