Chapter 487: Exchanging Perceptions

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Crown Princess Zhusha: May I ask Teacher Chen Shu, is this friend you mentioned actually yourself? If so, then there is

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Meng Chunqiu replied to Crown Princess Zhusha: It's over, I have a premonition that I am about to have one less cousin.

Chen Shu held his Mobile Phone, his gaze darting to the side—

Ning Qing leaned slightly toward his side, her head tilted a bit too sharply, eyeing his Mobile Phone screen askance, her face showing no expression.

Chen Shu immediately put away his Mobile Phone and grinned: "How is it? Feeling a sense of crisis now?"

"Heh..."

Ning Qing glanced at him and withdrew her gaze.

"Heh...?? What does that mean?" Chen Shu was displeased, pointing at her and saying, "You're gaslighting me!"

"..."

Ning Qing couldn't be bothered to pay him any mind; she stood up and walked upstairs.

Chen Shu exchanged a look with the little girl, left behind the words "I'm going to go discipline her," and followed her upstairs.

"Woof!"

Seeing this, Taozi immediately jumped off the sofa, taking happy little trotting steps, wanting to follow along to watch the excitement. After running a few steps, it remembered that Xiaoxiao hadn't followed yet, so it didn't forget to stop, turn its head back to look, and bark softly at the little girl.

"Woo-woof~"

"Don't go, Taozi Daren."

"Mehh??"

"Come back."

The little girl beckoned to it.

Taozi wore a puzzled expression, looking at her and then at the direction Chen Shu had left in, finally walking back in doubt and jumping onto the sofa.

The little girl hugged it, her small hand stroking its fur, smoothing it all the way from the back of its neck to the tip of its tail.

Taozi was still a child, but she was no longer one.

The physique of an Eight-Tier Practitioner was indeed powerful, especially after using a Beast Pill; after debriding the wound and applying A Bottle of Medicine, the speed of the wound's repair was, even to the naked eye of an ordinary person, growing very quickly.

Chen Shu had sat downstairs for a while, and by the time he went upstairs, it had already healed as before.

Tearing off the bandage and throwing it into the trash can, Chen Shu went to the bathroom, stripped completely naked, admired his physique in the mirror, and manually adjusted the color of the newly healed wound to match the rest of his skin.

He took a shower and climbed into bed.

Ning Qing had finished washing before him and was already lying in bed, holding A Book and reading.

Although she had the memories of another Ning Qing, they were not detailed; instead, like Chen Shu watching the future of nameless people, they were a dataset connected by many scattered pieces of information, like a jumping comic book, like a library filled with such comics, having highlights but no details. Where the memories were deep, they were slightly clearer and more concrete; conversely, they were blurry and abstract. These books still needed to be read by herself, and some things still needed to be experienced by herself.

"Creak~"

The mattress sank a little.

It was a silent mattress, so the sound wasn't loud, but the sensation of the depression and the movement was still very obvious.

"The bed at home is still the most comfortable."

Ning Qing looked straight ahead, feeling his arrival, feeling his body temperature and the scent of his body wash. She still didn't move her gaze from the book, but only said softly and gently:

"Rest for two days."

"That's exactly what I was thinking," Chen Shu said, feeling a bit of a headache. "I won't study Spells these two days, nor will I study Space-Time Energy or the Divine Dragon. I'll properly catch up on the variety shows and dramas I've fallen behind on these past two months."

"..."

Ning Qing pursed her lips, having a bad premonition.

Sure enough—

This person turned on the Wall Projector.

She knew what this person was like when watching dramas and variety shows.

He almost never used the living room TV, only liking to lie in bed and watch using the Wall Projector, especially before sleep. When he saw an exciting part, he would pause to applaud or rewind to watch it again; sometimes he would share his evaluations with her, and when he saw something he wasn't satisfied with, he would also pause to complain. The most fatal thing was that he also wanted to get her approval, wanted to talk to her, wanted to share with her, and would occasionally reach out to hold her hand, or suddenly hug her when excited.

In short, she could forget about reading.

Actually, with Ning Qing's state of mind and ability, if she didn't want to be disturbed by outside noise, even if thunder cracked beside her, meteorites fell in the backyard, or ten thousand Zhang Suannai were barking around her, she could pretend not to hear it.

But for him, she couldn't ignore him.

If she ignored him, he would pretend to be unhappy, would act out even more, and might even specifically pause to argue with her...

Who told her this was the person she chose herself?

"It's starting."

Ning Qing said to herself.

So noisy, so noisy...

A two-hour music program, more than half of which was skipped by him, and a small part was repeated a second time, eventually finished in one hour. At least half an hour was spent complaining. Ning Qing watched the book with an expressionless face the whole time, occasionally agreeing with him with a few "mm-hmms."

Until the Wall Projector was turned off and the bedroom lights were also turned off, leaving only the bedside lamp.

This person came to hug her again.

At this moment, Ning Qing was wearing a small white camisole she had just bought, a color like milk, reflecting light; this light outlined the protrusions of her sleepwear, and beneath the sleepwear, her skin was also snow-white, white with a rosy tint, warm, soft, and delicate.

"Qingqing~"

"..."

Ning Qing pursed her lips tightly; she knew nothing good would come of it as soon as she heard him.

"Qingqing."

"Speak!"

"So fierce!"

"Suit yourself if you don't want to talk."

"Let's discuss something."

"..."

"Hello?"

"?"

"Discuss something."

"Speak."

"I think I should help you with your cultivation." Chen Shu held her soft body, his hands a bit restless. "Your Secret Sect has a Secret Technique for transferring senses; it must be to experience others' perceptions to aid in cultivation. We can swap; I'll experience your feelings to satisfy my curiosity, and you can experience mine. That would surely be a great help to your Secret Sect cultivation."

"And I should thank you?"

"Eh~~"

Chen Shu voiced his objection: "We're an old married couple, looking out for each other is only right, why talk about thanks."

A brief pause:

"If you really must thank me, next time attach your perception to me and let me experience double the joy."

"Dream on."

"Quick, quick, quick..."

"No!"

"Then consider it me begging you..."

"..."

Ning Qing held a book, glancing at this person sideways, feeling quite helpless—her personality made her want to kick him off, but her reason told her that it was normal for couples to play around a bit. For a moment, even she felt a headache.

The next morning.

Chen Shu, with his health at 100% and his spirit and energy at 200%, slept until nine in the morning before getting up and strolling downstairs.

Subconsciously, he wanted to find Xiaoxiao, but there was no one there; only Taozi was lying on the stone table, boredly wagging its tail. The small courtyard in the early morning appeared especially quiet.

Chen Shu walked over, and Taozi also stopped wagging its tail, meeting his gaze.

"Where's Xiaoxiao?"

"Woof~"

"Went to work?"

"Woof!"

"Nod if it's yes, shake if it's no."

"Woo~"

Taozi nodded at him repeatedly.

"What time did she leave?"

"?"

Taozi was instantly stunned.

Fortunately, it saw its owner's figure and immediately cast its gaze behind Chen Shu, barking away.

"It can't read a clock."

"Oh... what a stupid cat."

"Ha!!"

"Oh my, quite the temper..."

"She left at daybreak." Ning Qing sat on the swing. "The research institute starts work at nine, but usually people arrive by seven or eight. They get off at five, but researchers often spend all night soaking in there."

"How hardworking..." Chen Shu walked behind the swing and helped her push it. "Do you feel it's a bit strange that the two of us are just idling like this?"

"How is it strange?"

"It's like Xiaoxiao is earning money to support us."

"..."

Ning Qing didn't know what she thought of, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly: "By the way, this courtyard has already been bought by her, so we are currently living in her house."

"She bought it?"

"Are you deaf?"

"When?"

"Last month, I asked the owner this morning." Ning Qing paused. "Originally, I should have been the one to buy it, but the future was disrupted. When that elderly professor couple approached Spirit Decay and planned to return to their hometown to retire, we were in Nanzhou, so..."

"So it really is Xiaoxiao supporting us."

"..."

"You're done for now; you're living under someone else's roof. Next time you provoke Xiaoxiao, watch out, she might kick you out," Chen Shu said to her.

"..."

Ning Qing didn't mind at all.

Actually, Xiaoxiao was also very sensible and knew her limits. Matching wits was their mode of interaction, and she wouldn't do that... even if she did, at worst, she could just pin her on the sofa and beat her up again.

It was this person beside her who was very likely to use such things to stir up trouble.

Hmm, I'll have to beat two people then...

Ning Qing thought as much.

Chen Shu pushed for a while, then stopped, ran over to sit beside her, and checked the Feixin feed once more.

More and more people were replying to him.

Crown Princess Zhusha had already deleted her comment.

She probably felt that her little life was more important...

Ning Qing then leaned her head gently on his shoulder, watching him reply, watching his world and life, and then whispered: "I have already reached High-Tier, and I am going to start a new round of supplementary cultivation again."

"The Jingxin Dao ones?"

"Yes."

"Ah..."

Chen Shu scratched his head: "I thought that since you have her memories, you wouldn't need to cultivate anymore."

"Those are just her memories; they are two different things from my own personal experience." Ning Qing was still staring at his Mobile Phone screen, "Besides, you also have memories; you know that things like memories are essentially very vague, abstract, and unreliable."

"Are you still cultivating Jingxin Dao first?"

"Yes, for one month."

"So annoying."

Chen Shu continued to scratch his head.

In this way, for the coming period of time, Qingqing would be cultivating Jingxin Dao and acting as a world observer, Xiaoxiao would have to go to work, leaving early and returning late, not at home, and he himself would also have to cultivate and do research; just thinking about it felt boring.

"Right—"

Chen Shu suddenly remembered: "Then I can still..."

Ning Qing glanced at him coldly.

"Okay."

Chen Shu understood and mourned in his heart.

The daily entertainment activities and relaxation time were gone too.

He had no choice but to grab Taozi from Qingqing's arms, hold it in his own, ignore its struggling resistance, give it a good rub, and say with a serious face at the same time: "Why haven't you turned into a little cat-girl yet! Entertain me!"

Taozi used its hands and feet together to fight him.

Ning Qing watched silently from the side, calculating in her heart by taking the Transformation time of Taozi in the Zhu Ti Wei Mian and factoring in the changes of the Shadow Plane.