Myriad Realms Roll Book

　　 kitchen.

After 　　 helped wash the dishes, there was nothing wrong with Xu Qijing.

　　 He lay down at the table, his body limp like noodles, and he looked at Ms. Mei, who was busy in the kitchen and was delicious.

　　 Ms. Mei poked at Xu Qiji's personal aesthetics, but at this time, what attracted Xu Qiji's attention more than her appearance was her cooking process... very handsome!

　　 When she was cutting vegetables, she had the same sense of seeing as a chef performing knives on TV. The light and the shadow of the sword seemed to be showing off.

　　 Xu Qiji dared to guarantee that if he used this sword technique on himself, he would lie down flat in less than three seconds.

　　 Even these "three seconds" are Xu Qiji's inner bragging for extra points!

Also when killing a live fish, Xu Qiji used the knife face to slap the fish first when he killed himself... But Shen Shumei randomly poke at the fish without knowing where they are, and the fish fainted. Passed, let her kill.

　　 Xu Qiji did not dare to blink the whole time: (⊙o⊙)

　　 afraid!

　　What is this technique?

　　 He cares a little bit-does the thrush's technique only target fish or all animals? To be precise, the needle does not target human males?

　　 It is clearly a pleasing process of cooking, but Xu Qijing feels a little flustered after reading it.

　　 Fragment Three years later, why do you work hard so hard?

　　 Maybe... This is a man with a strong desire to survive?

　　 "It seems that I can't be lazy, and I have to spare time every day to get a good workout." Xu Qijing made up his mind.

　　 No matter how hard you are, no matter how tired you are, fitness will never fail.

　　 Only strong muscles can bring him a little warmth at critical times.

　　 In addition, this also strengthened his determination to confess his "Three Years of Fragmentation" to Shen Shumei. Without three years of memory, it would be easy for him to accidentally annoy his wife in the future in some details of life.

　　 He doesn't want to be Xu Qiyu.

　　 It's better to hit the sun instead of choosing a day, why don't you just confess your fragments now?

　　 Then pick a topic to warm up the field first?

　　……

　　Shen Thrush has a wide variety of dishes, but the portion of each dish is not much.

　　 After dinner.

　　 Xu Qiji took the initiative to provoke the topic: "Actually Thrush, if only the two of us eat, we don’t have to cook so many dishes at once?"

　　——The meal is a good time to talk about things, and many things can be solved in the meal.

　　 "It's okay, I like cooking." Shen Shumei replied.

　　 Cooking is her hobby, so she enjoys cooking nearly ten dishes every time. Moreover, she cooks quickly, and does not waste too much time.

"Besides, we won't always be two people. There will always be a new population in the family. Aji, do you like a daughter or a son? Mom, she was still making an international call yesterday to ask about this." Shen Shumei supported his chin with one hand. , Her dark eyes looked at Xu Qiji provocatively.

　　International long distance? Mom and Dad are traveling abroad? Are these two guys serious about making young sons think about giving birth to the next generation so early?

　　 "The child is not in a hurry, we must prepare well... Before that, why don't we try to raise a pet first?" Xu Qijing is worried about whether she can play the role of'father' well.

　　 He used one morning to force himself to accept the reality three years later. But in fact, his mentality is still in the period of college students.

　　 If he is asked to evolve his mentality again and turn into an ‘old father’ mentality next, he is afraid that he will not be able to bear it and his mentality will burst.

　　 This is not a burden he should bear at his mental age. At least give him more time to buffer... For example, give him two more days to think about it?

"Okay, do you want to raise a cat? I wanted to try it a long time ago. Dogs are fine, but it may take more effort to raise a dog than a cat." Shen Huamei is very interested in raising small pets. Said: "If Ji, you feel the difficulty is too high, you can also cultivate potted plants and practice hand skills."

　　 Xu Qiji nodded repeatedly.

　　 If you can’t even raise potted plants, then you don’t have to consider raising children.

　　 What if the child is raised by himself?

"Look at how confident you are, A Ji, I feel that it won't be long before we can raise our own little cutie." Shen Shumei stretched out his chopsticks and took a slice of green pepper meat and put it into Xu Qiji's mouth: "Why, let's be later. Preview and preview?"

　　 The meat slices in Xu Qiji's mouth almost sprayed out of her nose.

　　 Where do you see that I am "confident"? I am clearly discouraged by the opposite of self-confidence.

　　 Well, the point is at night...

　　 The daily night of the married couple?

　　 "Goo~" Xu Qiji swallowed the piece of meat in his mouth, and Xu Qiji took a deep breath-the warm-up is almost over, and if the topic continues, he will be led by Shen Shumei.

　　 So, it's now.

　　 He placed his chopsticks and looked at Shen Shumei.

　　 Opposite Shen Shumei also looked at him, eyes facing each other, and Shumei asked, "What's wrong?"

　　 "Thrush, I have a very important thing to tell you." Xu Qiji prepared her lines in her heart, and said solemnly: "You must be mentally prepared. Don't be surprised for a while."

　　 "Hee hee, I thought it would take some time for you to tell me about this important thing. I didn't expect you to tell me now." Shen Shumei also put down his chopsticks and said with a smile.

　　 Her reaction was really unexpected by Xu Qijin.

　　——Thrush knew about my'fragmented three years'? Xu Qiji was puzzled.

　　 In which detail did I accidentally show my feet?

"However, now is not the time to talk about important things. You have said it, and you have to prepare me... So, just tonight! We can whisper in each other's ears tonight, and you will tell important things. Me." Shen Shumei said softly: "Tonight, I will cooperate with you well~"

　　 Xu Qiji nodded blankly.

tonight?

　　 is also good, at night, it is better to talk about this kind of private topic than at dinner.

　　……

　　……

　　 Before night falls, Xu Qiji and Shen Shumei still have something to do.

　　 The sketches that have been completed all night yesterday, and then I have to draw the background, line, and color to make it evolve into a finished draft.

　　 Shen Shumei brought her computer to the study, then took out her assistant equipment from the study locker, and asked aloud: "How much did you draw yesterday?"

　　 "I took a look, the draft has been completed." Xu Qijing turned on his computer and replied.

　　 "Then pass them all to me, and I will help them." Shen Shumei gave a reliable reply-just as reliable as the "assistant" in Xu Qiji's fantasy.

　　 There are some things as long as you think about it beautifully, the ending is really beautiful!

　　Then at least this issue of the ‘drawings’ does not need pigeons, and you can make good dealings with the ‘wheat ears’—Xu Qiji’s guilt in his heart is slightly reduced, and all the sketches of the ‘drawings’ are passed to Shen Shumei.

　　 "This series of comics is almost over." Shen Shumei raised his cuffs, put on his glasses, and entered the assistant working mode.

　　 [It's almost over? ] Xu Qiji hasn't read all the comics this morning.

　　 But since Shen Shumei said so... it should be almost over.

　　 For him, this is a good thing!

"A Ji, the finale must be painted well, don't let this work leave any regrets... By the way, have you figured out the plot of the finale?" Shen Shumei's right hand is as efficient as'showing sword skills' when he was cooking , Waving quickly.

　　 The work efficiency is amazing.

　　 is like a ruthless painting machine.

　　 "Not yet..." Xu Qijing said.

　　——Listening to Shen Shumei’s tone, do you want him to make up the finale of this ‘comic’?

　　 But he hasn't read the manga yet.

　　 And, if Thrush already knows about his "fragment for three years," why let him paint the finale?

　　 Unless... The ‘important thing’ that Shen Shumei said before was not the ‘three years of fragmentation’ that he wanted to talk about?

　　 Both sides are just a misunderstanding?

　　 "Then next issue, do you need to suspend the publication to conceive the final plot?" Shen Shumei asked again.

　　 "Closed?" Xu Qiji's proliferation thinking was pulled back.

　　 This is a good idea.

　　 After the submission of this issue, he will have an excuse for the next issue. Even next issue, he can use this excuse to deal with wheat ears.

　　 After all, the finale is about to be finalized. In order to prepare for the finale, it is not too much to stop two journals, right?

　　 "Did I find you an excuse for dragging the manuscript?" Shen Shumei raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there any new work I want to paint after the end? What works are you interested in recently?"

　　 Xu Qiji: "I want to talk about the subject matter of interest...Super powers, the arrival of aliens, and passionate subjects are what I like to watch."

　　 "But these topics are too much recently." Shen Shumei answered as he drew.

　　 In the past year, major comic platforms have launched contests such as ‘theme call for painting’.

　　'S collection of themes are all such passionate plots, disasters, supernatural and other themes, with a high degree of overlap. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Driven by major platforms, works on these subjects are emerging in endlessly.

　　 "All major platforms are promoting these themes? So popular?" Xu Qiji was a little curious about this in her heart.

　　 Well, this is a good thing for him... It means that he has a lot of works to choose from before getting bored.

　　……

　　 The time spent with Shen Huamei flies quickly.

　　 Afternoon drawing.

　　 Have dinner.

　　 Take a walk hand in hand.

　　 Work out together.

　　 turned back to color the last few pages of the drawing.

　　 When the manuscript was finally completed, it was already late at night 23:54.

　　 Next, it's the appointed night...

　　 Xu Qijing carefully saved the manuscript: "It's too late, let's rest."

　　 "Yeah." On the opposite side, Shen Shumei yawned, took off her glasses, and rubbed her eyes-she would only be so late when she helped Xu Qijing with the draft. On weekdays, her work and rest are as standard as textbooks.

　　……

　　 The night is quiet.

　　 By the time Xu Qiji and Shen Shumei finished washing, the time had passed 12 o'clock.

　　 May 24, 2025, Saturday, 00:08 AM.

　　 On the big bed, Xu Qiji is ready.

　　 The time for confession has come!

"Thrush~" He said in a serious tone: "Do you feel that today I am a little different from the past? In fact, when I woke up this morning, I found that my state was a bit strange. In three years, I lost three. ..."

　　 "Check in!" Suddenly, the thrush sitting with Xu Qijing, as if receiving some signal, sat up all of a sudden and responded with a pleasant voice.

　　 Xu Qiji: "???"