Dr. Liao Nei walked over with a smile and spoke to Ning Qing.

"Congratulations, number 780. The young marshal has taken a liking to you and wants to take you back with him."

Ning Qing raised an eyebrow and looked at Sen Lang, who stood out from the crowd.

A playful smile appeared on his face.

This person probably isn't interested in me, but rather in our compatibility in terms of mental strength.

Senlang looked at the smile on Ning Qing's face and pursed his lips.

He spoke calmly, "Hurry up."

Then he turned and left.

Ningqing...

The wife in this world seems to have a rather bad temper!

When Ning Qing was lifted onto Sen Lang's hovercar while soaking in a glass container.

He leaned wearily against the back of the chair, his eyes tightly closed.

He spoke coldly only after the person had left.

"start".

Ning Qingchao rolled his eyes.

You're asking for help, and you're using a commanding tone!

That wife deserves a beating!

However, seeing his furrowed brows, he must be suffering from mental instability and a headache.

It would be better to help him calm down and soothe his mental state first, and then find an opportunity to beat him up later to assert his authority as a husband.

Ning Qing slowly released her spiritual power, and strands of it flowed out excitedly towards Sen Lang, who was sitting opposite her, surrounding him and calming his restless spiritual power.

Senlang immediately felt much more relaxed, and his furrowed brows slowly unfurrowed.

The flying car had been driving for half an hour, and Ning Qing spent that half hour inside it helping the young marshal to cultivate his mental energy.

The car stopped in the parking lot of the young marshal's mansion.

Senlang then opened his eyes and looked at Ning Qing inside the glass container.

He spoke coldly.

"We've arrived. Withdraw your mental energy."

After saying that, he stood up and stepped off the flying car.

Ning Qing clenched her fists, her fists itching to punch someone.

The wives in this world are really unlikable!

Several robots came up and carried the glass container down.

Ning Qing: It was my first time experiencing being submerged in water and being carried around.

How should I put it? It just feels pretty peculiar!

Several people carried Ning Qingren into a spacious bedroom.

Ning Qing looked around the room.

His gaze lingered on the large bed in the room.

This big bed looks like it would be very comfortable to sleep in.

He couldn't help but glance down at his own tail fin, which was submerged in the water.

*Pouts* Now I can't sleep in a big bed anymore, I can only sleep in the water!

A robot approached Ning Qing and spoke.

"Hello, my name is Ai Tuan, and I'm the robot butler here. Feel free to ask me for anything you need!"

Ningqing...

"Aituan, whose bedroom is this?"

"This is what the AI ​​robot replied."

"This is the master's bedroom! Ordinary people aren't allowed in. Let me guess, are you the master's chosen partner?"

Ning Qing raised an eyebrow.

"oh?".

Before Ai Tuan could continue speaking...

Footsteps sounded at the doorway, accompanied by a cold voice.

"Aituan, you can go out first. I'll call you if I need anything."

Ai Tuan replied immediately.

"Good master."

He then walked out of the bedroom.

Senlang sat opposite Ning Qing, his cold eyes fixed intently on Ning Qing inside the glass container.

Ning Qing deliberately tossed her long, sky-blue hair and winked at Sen Lang, who was sitting opposite her.

"Young Marshal, am I good-looking?"

Upon hearing Ning Qing's question, Sen Lang carefully examined Ning Qing in the glass container, looking her up and down. After a moment, he nodded and replied.

"nice".

Ning Qing curled her lips into a smile.

Although my wife isn't very likable, at least she's not blind.