How can one become an immortal if one is so lazy?

Chapter 351 ━━━━━━━━!!

"Hei Yang, where are my clothes?"

"On the cabinet over there."

"No, what about the little one?"

"Hey, it's in the corner. Remember to take it out when you throw out the trash later."

"What the hell..."

Hongli couldn't help but kicked Hei Yang, and said angrily: "Bad guy!"

"I'll make a new one for you later."

"Yeah, long live my husband!"

Hong Li chuckled, pulled the quilt and wrapped herself tightly, revealing her little head and smiling at Hei Yang who was getting dressed.

"In that case, I won't leave the nest, and you will be responsible for taking care of my lovely wife today!"

"Ah, okay, okay..."

Hei Yang sighed and waved his hands indifferently: "Anyway, it's just an extra meal. Look at how much you're taking advantage of. How embarrassing!"

"Ah, what? Aren't you going to go to the kitchen yourself and make me a loving breakfast?"

Hong Li said angrily: "Damn it, I thought you were going to cook for me, but you mean you are going out to buy food?"

"Huh? Otherwise?"

Hei Yang glanced at Hong Li, put on his shoes and coat, and said leisurely: "Go out and buy it, it's simple, hassle-free, and efficient.

To be honest, it is cheaper to buy the same food than to cook it at home, so why not? "

"Hey, it sounds like your time is very tight. Let's live a relaxed and comfortable slow-paced life now."

Hongli couldn't help but protest: "We obviously have a kitchen at home, but we still go out to buy something to eat. Don't we want to make people laugh if word spreads about it?"

"Ha, who would laugh at us? Don't take yourself so seriously all day long. Who else but me would care about you all day long?"

Hei Yang picked up the small mirror, pulled his hair, and said casually: "Okay, okay, without further ado, tell me what you want to eat, and I'll bring it to you."

"ah……"

Hongli's little face drooped, and she said quietly: "I want to eat Heiyang's love breakfast."

"Sister, are you so obsessed with it?"

Hei Yang showed his dead eyes and was speechless.

"The kitchen has oil, salt, rice, vinegar, and various ingredients..."

Hongli beeped softly.

"But I only know those few things. How about I cook you a pot of love porridge, or why don't you go out and buy some delicious and spicy ones."

Hei Yang spread his hands: "Choose, my dear wife."

"Husband, go buy some food! I can do it all! Just give me everything you have and I'll have a portion too!"

"Hey, I knew it..."

"Go quickly, dear~ Xiaoli loves you, mua~"

Hongli smiled and waved.

"Okay, okay, I understand."

Hei Yang closed the door tightly.

"Snapped"

Seeing that the door was closed and she was the only one left in the room, Hongli felt a little empty for a moment. She hadn't seen him for several seconds and was already thinking about Hei Yang!

"Uh-huh, uh..."

Hongli's face was slightly red, and she carefully opened the quilt, took a look inside, closed it instantly, her face was blood red, her body fell softly and she lay down on the bed, covering her face with her hands and making a "嘤嘤嘤嘤" sound.

"So shy, so shy, so shy, so happy, happy, shy, shy, shy, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah..."

Hongli was wrapped in the quilt, rolling around on the bed until she hit the wall. She hid her face and nose under the quilt, only revealing a pair of guilty eyes.

"That woman, is it really me..."

"ah---"

Hong Li drawled a long voice, looking like she was beyond love.

"Forget it, let me faint, this is not something I should face!

Although I am already very embarrassed in front of Hei Yang...

But this time I was completely embarrassed! "

"But why, why..."

Hong Li said dejectedly: "Obviously, the male and female protagonists in the novel are as simple as eating and drinking, and they look calm and composed. Well, is there something wrong with my own personality? Am I too pretentious?!"

Hong Li looked up at the sky quietly, emptying her mind and giving up thinking.

Until suddenly she seemed to notice something, she let out a light sigh, and her eyes turned light red.

"Why do I feel like there's something wrong with the ceiling..."

Hong Li narrowed her eyes, and then a series of question marks popped up on her head: "Hey, where is the roof of my house? Why is there only this board left!?

I beg you, there are a lot of weird things happening these days, and the roof suddenly disappeared. "

"etc!"

Hong Li frowned, took a breath, and stuttered: "No, no, that's a good thing we did, right? No, no, no!"

"I don't think it's so wild..."

Cold sweat broke out on Hong Li's head as she carefully recalled and relived the memory scenes that could not be played back.

"No, it's not impossible. Maybe I lost consciousness?"

The corner of Hongli's mouth twitched, thinking of the possibility of horror, she quickly shook her head.

"It's impossible, it's impossible, I'm not that useless!"

Hongli breathed a long sigh of relief and thought about it from another perspective.

Girl, uh, no... the young woman is confused!

[Your contract partner (Heiyang) sends over 12 soup dumplings]

[Your contract partner (Heiyang) sent over 1 bowl of egg custard]

[Your contract partner (Heiyang) sends over hot milk*2 cups]

[Heiyang: Xiaoli, eat first. I’ll be back later. 】

[Hongli: Huh? Hei Yang, where are you going? Come back quickly! 】

[Hongli: I miss you so much, come back soon, I don’t feel safe now! 】

[Hei Yang: Ah, don’t panic, I’m on the roof of our house. 】

[Hongli: Huh? 】

[Hei Yang: It wasn’t thundering and raining the past few days! Well, the lightning disaster between the two of us split open the roof of our house and flew it off, just like your clothes. 】

[Hongli:? ? ? 】

[Hongli: Brother, you don’t have to say anything if you don’t know how to speak. 】

[Hei Yang: Oh, oh, oh, be good, don’t worry about those details, I’ll go repair our roof and be done with it. 】

[Hongli:! ! ! 】

[Hongli: What? What did I hear? Hei Yang actually took the initiative to take over the housework? 】

[Hongli: Oh my god, I’m not still dreaming, hiss... it’s not a dream! 】

[Hongli: Could it be that this is the mature responsibility of a married man? A virtuous husband! 】

[Hongli: Wuwuwuwu, Heiyang, you are so kind, I cry to death, my wife, I love you to death! 】

[Hongli: I will be gentle and considerate to you from now on, and I will listen to you! move! 】

[Hei Yang: What are you thinking? Isn’t it normal for a lazy dog ​​to subconsciously feel a sense of crisis without protection? Who is so virtuous! 】

[Hei Yang: You don’t want me to do the housework in the future, even if you beat me to death, I won’t do it. 】

[Hongli: Oh, my, I don’t care, you just care about me and are good to me! 】

[Hei Yang: Ah, okay, okay, I care about you. Wife, please eat quickly. Eat it while it’s hot. Don’t let it get cold. 】

[Hongli: Yeah! Um! okay! 】

"ah……"

Hong Li ended the conversation with an expression of intoxication and happiness.

"Being able to act coquettishly with Hei Yang like this, no matter how embarrassing it is, it doesn't seem to matter. The gods will never change these days..."

After being happily intoxicated for a few minutes, Hongli took out the delivered food, placed it on the bedside table and ate it slowly.

"But Hei Yang has to repair the house, make clothes, and bring me food. He has worked hard for so long...

Wait, I remember I changed several sheets, I can’t let poor Hei Yang wash them too..."

Hongli began to feel sorry for her husband again: "It will be very tiring!"

"No! As a wife, if you can't help him share some of his burdens, how can you still love him?"

Hongli took a deep breath, determination flashed in her eyes, she raised her hand and took another bun.

"Well, let's finish eating first. Speaking of which, eating soup dumplings is always a bit troublesome, and it always seems like it's hinting at something, ah..."

After eating and drinking, Hongli began to think about the problem.

"Well, speaking of clothes, I do have too few clothes, so I have to ask Hei Yang for help every time...

I remember that in the Five Elements Sect, there was a simple method that used the spiritual power of the Five Elements to condense spiritual clothes.

In addition, I seem to have some other clothes? "

Hong Li blinked, looked down at the bottom of the bed, pulled out a large box and opened it, revealing a pile of fancy clothes.

"Well, should I say it, the clothes my mother bought me before are still very beautiful. Besides..."

Hong Li opened another drawer, groped inside for a while, and took out a storage ring.

She looked inside and her face turned red, but she quickly recovered.

"Sure enough, I remembered that there are some clothes made by that guy Hei Yang... It's not impossible for this."

…………

five minutes later.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey..."

Hong Li struggled to lift the white stockings of her other leg over her knee, muttering in her mouth.

“It feels so strenuous, shouldn’t I wear it like this…

Oops, never mind, it’s quite comfortable! "

Hongli jumped out of bed and stretched: "Ah, I'm resurrected!"

"Who is resurrected? I said..."

Hei Yang walked into the room while shaking the water drops on his hands: "By the way, did you, Hong Xiaoli, leave some for me...huh?!"

Hei Yang stopped abruptly before he finished speaking. He stared at Hong Li in front of him with wide eyes and was stunned for a moment.

"Hmm? Hmm what?"

Hong Li walked to Hei Yang with a smile, turned around in a generous circle, bent forward slightly, and looked up at her husband: "How about this, Hei Yang, are you satisfied with our body?"

"me……"