Chapter 93: The Sixty-Seventh Day of Love But they ate dumplings...

but the elders who ate them all said they were delicious. Mother Quan even asked Wu Yunxi how they made them. While the water was boiling, Wu Yunxi put cat food on the table. After petting the cat as it ate, Wu Yunxi returned to the kitchen, washed her hands, and when the water had boiled, she added the dumplings to the water. Without leaving, she quietly watched the dumplings float in the boiling water until all of them slowly rose to the surface.

Then, Wu Yunxi turned off the heat, put the dumplings into a bowl, and left the restaurant.

After lunch, Wu Yunxi washed the dishes and lay on the balcony swing.

Wu Yunxi bought the swing herself, but she didn't use it often. In the summer, she loved to lie on it and bask in the sun, but she was worried about getting a tan. In the winter, she could bask in the sun to her heart's content; as long as the windows were open, it was still warm.

Cats often hang out on the swing more often than on Wu Yunxi's. After dinner, IYE came over and saw Wu Yunxi swinging on it, so she had to settle for a nearby cat climbing frame. IYE truly loves to bask in the sun, and Wu Yunxi noticed the cat as it approached, but she knew it wouldn't jump on it.

With both her and the cat lying on the balcony, Wu Yunxi had planned to rest for a while before returning to her room for a nap. But before she knew it, she'd fallen asleep on the swing. Fortunately, Wu Yunxi sometimes slept well, at least she didn't roll off the swing when Quan Zhiyong arrived home.

When Quan Zhiyong returned, the house was completely silent. Perhaps hearing something, the cat came over, rubbed against Quan Zhiyong's feet, and then left. Quan Zhiyong wanted to see where Wu Yunxi was. He checked the room to see if anyone was there, but the slippers weren't by the door, so he was certain she was home.

So where could she be?

Quan Zhilong was pondering this, searching around when he noticed someone lying on the swing. He approached and took a closer look, revealing it to be Wu Yunxi.

Although Wu Yunxi hadn't turned over or anything, Quan Zhilong had previously considered sleeping on a swing dangerous; after all, one never knew what a sleeper might do.

Quan Zhilong approached, but didn't wake Wu Yunxi. He simply gently picked her up. Wu Yunxi, already asleep for a while, opened her eyes at Quan Zhilong's gesture. She saw herself in Quan Zhilong's arms and thought she was dreaming. After checking her surroundings to make sure she wasn't, she slid her arms around his neck. He had been planning

to carry Wu Yunxi back to her room to sleep, but she woke up like that, her hands resting on her sensitive neck.

Wu Yunxi was actually quite interested in the tattoo on the back of Quan Zhilong's neck, but Quan Zhilong rarely let her see it. The main reason, as Wu Yunxi knew, was sensitivity. But now that he had the opportunity, Wu Yunxi still rubbed it a few times with her fingers. Although the tattoo had been there for a long time, he still felt that it was different from ordinary skin.

Quan Zhilong was so upset by Wu Yunxi's few strokes that he looked at Wu Yunxi deeply, then carried her back to the room to get back what he had just done.

Now the identities of the two people were reversed.

Wu Yunxi really didn't expect things to develop into what they are now. When she looked into Quan Zhilong's eyes, she felt that she was in trouble. She knew about this before, but she never learned her lesson.

Quan Zhilong didn't intend to do anything. At least when he just came back and saw Wu Yunxi sleeping there, he just wanted Wu Yunxi to sleep more peacefully. He didn't expect Wu Yunxi to wake up when he was picked up by him.

Things later developed out of control, but who doesn't enjoy it?

Although he'd exercised briefly before dinner, Quan Ji-yong knew his limits. Afterward, he carried Wu Yunxi to the bathroom for a bath. After a quick rinse, Quan Ji-yong went back to the kitchen.

Dinner was Korean bibimbap, prepared by Quan Ji-yong. The rice was ready-made, and Quan Ji-yong prepared all the other seasonings himself. After living with Wu Yunxi for so long, his culinary skills, once modest, had improved considerably, and at least some of his dishes were now quite impressive.

Wu Yunxi emerged from the bath dressed. Quan Ji-yong's behavior had been measured, but the disparity in physical strength between the man and woman, coupled with Quan Ji-yong's recent extensive training, left Wu Yunxi feeling a bit tired, even just this once.

As she dressed, Wu Yunxi reflected on this, mentally resolving to exercise. After dinner, as they prepared for bed, Wu Yunxi was once again pinned down by Quan Ji-yong. This time, she truly couldn't get up in the morning.

As the sun streamed through the gaps between the curtains, the person in bed slowly opened their eyes, feeling the ache in their body. They mentally cursed Kwon Ji-yong for his inhuman behavior the previous night.

They struggled to get out of bed. Luckily, despite his inhumanity, Kwon Ji-yong had done a good job cleaning up afterward, so aside from being a little tired, Wu Yunxi felt no discomfort. Yeah! Just a little tired (BUSHI!).

While she tried to reassure herself mentally, the moment she entered the bathroom and saw the dense marks covering her body, her urge to curse reached its peak.

After a good shower, Wu Yunxi went to the closet and chose a long slip dress. She changed into it and looked in the mirror. Aside from the marks on her neck, there were no other problems.

Luckily, she hadn't planned to go out, so she didn't bother looking for new clothes. She was still feeling a bit hungry after all this sleep.

She entered the kitchen and saw the porridge warming in the pot, which she thought was quite good. There was also a sticky note Kwon Ji-yong had left on the refrigerator, mentioning dinner.

Breakfast is in the pot, just in time for Babe to wake up.

Kwon Ji-yong had made the porridge that morning, but he didn't do much with it because he didn't know when Wu Yunxi would wake up, and if he'd steamed buns or something, they'd get cold quickly.

But right now, porridge was a nice touch. Wu Yunxi poured a bowl of porridge out and grabbed some kimchi from the refrigerator to eat with it.

Kwon Ji-yong went to the practice room to coordinate with the choreography. It seemed like a simple task, but Kwon Ji-yong was a perfectionist, determined to do it right and ensure his fans wouldn't be disappointed with the concert.

He was doing his best to give back to his long-time fans. When Kwon Ji-yong and Wu Yunxi discussed the concert, he had expressed his sincere desire not only to showcase his musical world but also to give these fans a good response.

Wu Yunxi's eyes lit up when Kwon Ji-yong said this, and while she was happy, she also felt envious of the fans who were so caring about him. Little did Wu Yunxi know that she would soon become the envied sister-in-law of her fans.

After breakfast, Wu Yunxi saw that Quan Zhilong hadn't replied to her message, so she wasn't too worried. After washing the dishes, she went to the study and turned on her computer. After

two or three days of rest at home, Wu Yunxi had work to attend to this time. She was simply overwhelmed by the amount of fan messages on social media. Wu Yunxi looked at herself and realized she hadn't taken many photos and uploaded them recently, which was certainly related to her recent lack of time.

Fortunately, the photos she'd taken at the private fashion show hadn't been posted yet. Wu Yunxi apologized to her fans as she edited the photos, but she had an idea for her next photoshoot.

After selecting and editing several photos, she uploaded them directly to her social media accounts. The comments from fans varied, but Wu Yunxi realized

most of them were criticizing her for procrastinating.

Wu Yunxi smiled and didn't respond. After posting them, she opened a blank document, ready to jot down her thoughts and prepare for the next photoshoot.

So caught up in her work, Wu Yunxi didn't even notice that Quan Jiyong had replied. He'd just wanted to chat with Wu Yunxi during their break, but when she didn't reply, Quan Jiyong realized she was probably busy. He

simply told his manager to bring some food so they could all rest for a while and then practice.

Wu Yunxi was alone in her study, typing away, filling the previously blank document with content. When typing the last word, Wu Yunxi flipped to the top again and started reading it again. She modified some inappropriate parts, and when she read to the end, she felt that such content would be a good choice for shooting a short video.

However, Wu Yunxi is good at shooting, not shooting videos, so even though she had such an idea, Wu Yunxi still didn't make any plans.

The theme of each time is not something that can be completely determined at once. What's more, after the content is determined, there are still the choices of shooting models and other staff members, which cannot be determined overnight.

Wu Yunxi is not that anxious. She always says that slow work makes fine work, but in fact, she is just lazy. In addition, in the field of art, everyone cares about inspiration. If you are not satisfied with the finished product, who would send it out to destroy their own reputation?