"Hey, don't you think Sister Ting looks ten years younger today? And she looks more natural, even with a hint of childishness." Huang Jiling said.

"Childish? I don't know about that. Anyway, I know that Sister Ting can still beat you down. Have you forgotten how powerful Sister Ting is?"

Huang Jiling heard this and recalled the scene when they encountered a criminal gang before and Ye Tingheng defeated ten of them alone. He couldn't help but shudder. He remembered that from then on they didn't dare to make Sister Ting angry easily, for fear of being sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.

"But then again, who do you think Sister Ting will marry? In my opinion, she has to be at least tough and have strong recovery abilities, hahahaha."

"Just laugh. Be careful. If your sister finds out, she'll come over and hit you with a series of attacks. Let you experience the life of having everything you want without any preparation."

"Hey! You can't make this joke. I can't enjoy this. It will kill me!"

"Haha, you guys be careful, I've already recorded the video, be careful or I'll tip off Sister Ting."

"You brat! If you have the guts, delete the video and confront me head-on!"

"The situation is not good, I'm leaving first!"

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became cheerful again, not as sad as before.

Just like that, Ye Tingheng officially withdrew from the band and started her own retirement life, but she did not issue a statement to tell her fans that some things do not need to be told out loud.

Moreover, in this way, she would be able to provide help to Huang Jisheng and others more conveniently in the future, saving a lot of trouble.

……

More than a month later, in a famous city in Ming Country—

Ye Tingheng was leisurely nestling in his bedroom, staring at the computer screen in front of him, holding a bag of potato chips in his hand, and occasionally taking out a piece and putting it in his mouth.

She was wearing only a nightgown, without even a coat, and her jet-black hair was now a mess, with some strands sticking out, some curling, and some falling flat.

Even her sitting posture was not feminine at all - she was lying sideways in the chair, with one hand resting on the armrest to support her chin.

Her reddish cheeks were slightly puffed up, as if something was stuffed in them, and her light chestnut eyes were mixed with a hint of fatigue as she stared quietly at the glowing screen.

Ye Tingheng's other hand was scratching the snack bag on his lower abdomen, constantly putting food into his mouth, as if he couldn't bear to watch without eating something.

As for her long legs, they had already been placed on the computer desk in front of her, with her legs crossed high, and the pink underwear under her skirt was almost completely exposed.

But Ye Tingheng herself didn't care about these things at all. After all, she was the only one living in this two-story villa, without even a servant, and it was at least twenty meters away from other adjacent buildings.

There was even a wall to mark out her yard, and besides that, the curtains in her own room were always closed.

How could there be someone who could see her like this and know her background? Generally speaking, such a person would never appear!

At least not in the past and not now. As for the future... well... it depends on the situation. But as long as I hide it well, no one will find out in the future.

Ye Tingheng thought about it and took another bite of the potato chips in her hand. She subconsciously looked in front of her and was stunned at the two peaches that had begun to take shape.

"Eh? Did I forget to wear my vest again?"

"Sure enough, the fabric of this pajamas produced by the system is really good~"

Ye Tingheng muttered to himself and simply straightened the clothes in front of him to make them look less wrinkled. He had no intention of adding any support to his peach.

Anyway, it won’t matter if I don’t wear it for a day.

In fact, to put it bluntly, she is just lazy and doesn't want to move. She finally has a very, very long vacation, so can't she be willful for once?

Moreover, she has been pretending to be a girl for ten years. Even now, even after becoming a real woman, she still finds this small vest very troublesome to wear. It is equally cumbersome whether she fastens it directly from the back or fastens it first and then puts it on.

However, although Ye Tingheng's appearance does not fit the character she defined, he looks very sloppy, like a fat otaku.

But the area around her seat was not as messy as she had expected. On the contrary, it was very clean and there was even a special trash can for food bags.

Humph~<(`^′)>, everyone has their own little secrets.

Even Ye Tingheng, now… er… the most powerful manager in the past, is actually just a stay-at-home girl in her private life. Eh? Why do I say stay-at-home girl?

Never mind, it doesn't matter. Anyway, her current state is just a little bit worse than when she was on short vacation before, just a little bit, really.

But why do I always feel like there's something weird about me...

Ye Tingheng was thinking in her mind, but soon she patted her face and continued to look at the computer.

As for what was played on the computer, it was a video of an ordinary gaming UP host, and there was nothing special about it that was worth noting.

"Fuck DJ!"

The blogger's voice came from the speakers. After watching for a while, Ye Tingheng yawned, looking tired. She touched the bag of snacks in her hand again, but felt nothing.

"Eh? Have you finished eating again?"

Ye Tingheng glanced at the empty plastic bag, bent down and stuffed it into the trash can beside him. His eyes were still fixed on the screen on the table. He leaned forward slightly and reached out to pick up the plastic bag under the chair.

But this time the plastic bag was lifted up in an instant, and it was almost weightless. Ye Tingheng thought something was wrong and looked into the bag. It was empty, with nothing in it.

As expected, I have finished eating again...

Ye Tingheng sighed, moved the mouse on the table, exited the video interface, glanced at the time, and turned off the computer.

Then she stood up, jumped from her chair onto her bed, rolled into the pile of clothes and stretched.

"It's great to not have to work - so comfortable~~" Ye Tingheng exclaimed in admiration, lying on the bed without any image, not noticing the changes in his psychology (meaning he became more like a child).

Then he turned around, grabbed the phone and brought it close to his face, playing games on it, but after a while he yawned again.

"Ha~ The only downside is that it's so boring. It feels like there's nothing to do."

"Never mind. It seems I still need some time to get used to it. I finally retired after all this hard work."

"Besides, I'm ten years younger!"

Ye Tingheng yawned again as he thought about it, and simply ignored the game on his phone. He lifted the quilt to cover himself and went back to sleep.

As for her current body, well... after all, she seems to be in her forties...

Before the time travel, she was about twenty years old. After the time travel, the original owner was in her teens. Then she completed the training mission for another ten years, and then became what she is now - a nineteen-year-old, underdeveloped mature lady.

She has lived for so long and has seen all kinds of storms.

Moreover, the position of agent is not an easy one, and there are a lot of problems that need to be solved.

Of course, the most important thing is that she is a top optimist!

In her current situation, as long as she doesn't do anything to compare, or carefully feels the changes in her body, she still feels quite comfortable using it.

After all, her peach seems to have just started to develop, and the size is only about B+, but when she was pretending before, it was close to C...

As for the idea that hormones can change a person's psychology, how is that possible? She doesn't believe it.

How could she not know what her IQ was? Could it be that her IQ had regressed along with her body?

As Ye Tingheng finished his thought, the system that was building sand castles on a beach sneezed loudly.

"What's wrong?_??, am I catching a cold?"

The little girl stopped shoveling the sand, looked at her one-piece swimsuit, quickly dropped the shovel, ran back to her beach chair, and took out a small jacket to put on herself.

"This way you won't catch a cold, hehe."

……

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