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After taking a shower, Shen Jihuai walked into Apumian's room openly, apparently unaware that anything was wrong. Apumian was drying his hair at the time, and was so scared that his hands shook and the towel fell to the ground.

"How did you get in?" Apumian quickly lowered his head to see if his clothes were on, so as to avoid letting Shen Jihuai see anything he shouldn't see.

Shen Jihuai looked for a long time before realizing that something was wrong, and apologized repeatedly: "I slept here before, with you, and I thought we were going back to our room. It has become a muscle memory, so I forgot to knock when I came in just now. I'm really sorry."

Apumian bent down to pick up the towel and looked at him calmly, "It's okay. Remember to knock on the door next time."

Seeing that the ends of his hair were still dripping with water, Shen Jihuai attentively pulled him into the bathroom and said, "Let me blow dry your hair."

Very good, even the location of the hair dryer is clearly known. Apumian becomes a rag doll at the mercy of Shen Jihuai. Shen Jihuai is committed to dressing Apumian up beautifully, but he is already very good-looking, and the styling adds extra points to him.

However, Apu Mian looked at the little chirp on his head in the mirror speechlessly, "Shen Jihuai, why are you tying my hair when you're not supposed to blow dry it? And where did you get the rubber band? I don't remember having this thing at home."

Shen Jihuai said honestly, "I picked them up at the mall last time. You gave me the money. After I dried my hair, I found that my bangs were a little long, so I just took two strips. I was going to use them for myself."

Apumian: "..."

He was about to reach out and remove the rubber band, but Shen Jihuai grabbed his hand and swung it back and forth like a swing, "Apu Mian, just tie it up and take it off when you go to bed. Doesn't it look bad?"

Apmian nodded firmly and said with disdain: "It doesn't look good. Only female soldiers like to tie their hair up." He was a big and strong female soldier. How would he look with his hair tied up? Shen Jihuai always felt weird.

(Shen Jihuai: It’s obviously cute.)

Shen Jihuai made a prompt decision and tied one for himself, Apmian's on the left and his on the right, symmetrically.

Shen Jihuai hooked his arm around Apumian's neck and looked at himself in the mirror, "Look at us, we are so well matched, we look like a couple at first glance, anyone can tell we are a couple when we go out."

Apmian dodged around his arm. He was not used to being touched, especially the gland area. Shen Jihuai's hand was clearly on it, and the warmth came through his pajamas. Shen Jihuai didn't mean to do it, but he had intention, which really made Chong embarrassed.

"Don't put your arms around each other's shoulders casually next time. It's very presumptuous." Apumian said to Shen Jihuai seriously, saying that he must change this bad habit.

The corners of Shen Jihuai's mouth turned down, and he said "oh" aggrievedly. Just as Apumian blamed himself for speaking too harshly, Shen Jihuai caught him off guard and suddenly came over and kissed him on the face, "I don't want it. I just want to be with my wife."

Apumian stroked his cheek woodenly, saying with a smile: "Why are you running? I won't eat you."

Shen Jihuai knew he was bold, so he had to run after stealing the fragrance, "I'm going to go out and edit the video."

Apumian cleaned the bathroom and went out to find Shen Jihuai sitting on his bed, fiddling with his laptop. His eyes were fixed on the screen with particular concentration, and the progress bar of the video had been scrolled to the end.

Apumian's shooting technique is good, so Shen Jihuai basically doesn't need to edit. He just goes through it once, cuts out the parts where his face was accidentally captured, and finally chooses a light-hearted and cheerful bgm as background music before publishing the video.

"Apmian, come and see." Shen Jihuai waved and called out to Apumian excitedly.

Apmian sat down on the other side of him and leaned over to look at the screen with him. The text was just a simple sentence.

The first day of teaching everyone to cook home-cooked meals

"Just confirm this sentence, there is no need to add a few tags, such as Tris's first male insect, Shen Jihuai. Such labeled ones can also help you get more traffic, at least you can get twice the result with half the effort." Apmian suggested sincerely.

No one would watch the boring cooking alone, not to mention that Shen Jihuai specifically requested that his face not be shown, so one could only occasionally hear his voice explaining.

Apumian didn't find it boring to watch real people cooking on the spot, but if he were to watch it on Starnet, he would definitely swipe away without wasting a second.

Shen Jihuai said confidently: "Everyone knows that I live with you now, so why do we need to tag? The trend is to keep it simple to the extreme. Don't you think that tags are more attractive to insects, rather than watching and finding that the person cooking in the video is a male insect? That kind of unintentional performance is better."

For the first time, Apumian felt that what Shen Jihuai said made sense, "Then publish it as you said."

Tris is very unified. There is only one video website on Starnet, which saves Shen Jihuai the time of choosing.

"Okay, we'll know tomorrow whether this works or not. Once we have more fans, we can consider starting live streaming." Shen Jihuai returned the computer to Apumian.

Apmian was thinking about something, and Shen Jihuai, without any moral integrity, suddenly came over and kissed him again, this time on the left side. Shen Jihuai was committed to symmetry.

"I'm leaving first, wife. I hope you have a good night's sleep."

When Shen Jihuai got out of bed and ran away, he almost didn't even put on his slippers, he ran in such a hurry.

Apumian just smiled, he didn't suffer any loss anyway.

At night, Shen Jihuai fell asleep as promised, and floated beside Apumian again, repeating the decision he had made that day like pouring beans.

At the end, Shen Jihuai's face was full of melancholy: "Wife, do you believe me? I can definitely make a lot of money for you to spend and heal your injuries."

It was daytime at Apmian's place. He had taken off his thick cotton coat and put on a thin sweatshirt. Shen Jihuai took a closer look and found that it was the same one he had worn before and it was a little loose on Apmian.

In May, game in the mountains gradually became more abundant, and Apmian prepared to go up the mountain to catch something to satisfy his hunger.

He was just setting the trap when Shen Jihuai suddenly appeared from some corner and started talking nonstop. Apmian was annoyed by what he said, but he didn't feel annoyed and listened with great pleasure.

Familiar formula, familiar Shen Jihuai, it seems that the self in the parallel world is living well.

But Apmian didn't mind. He was on both sides. It didn't matter whether he was jealous or not. As long as he lived a good life, it was enough.

"I believe you." He could only say this to Shen Jihuai in his heart. Apumian was afraid that as soon as he opened his mouth, Shen Jihuai would know and run away.

Now he still hasn't figured out how often Shen Jihuai comes to him. It has been 24 days since the last time, and he doesn't know when the next time will be.