NHWSG chapter 69

Xing Yingzhu: “…”

He felt it was necessary to give Sheng Zhao a lesson in the physiological hygiene of the demon race, so that he wouldn’t keep equating him with those ignorant wild snakes outside.

“Yeah,” Xing Yingzhu smirked sinisterly, with a strange tone, “Do you want to hibernate with me?”

Sheng Zhao was stimulated by this familiar tone, and his whole body relaxed. He thought to himself, that’s right, this is the boss he knows.

“No no no—” Sheng Zhao chuckled and tapped his leg, “If I hibernate with you, I’ll probably just sleep forever.”

“Forget it, you’ll be poor,” Xing Yingzhu pushed his shoulder, “You should go take the exam at De Yun Society, you’re wasting your talents with me.”

“I won’t yield!” Sheng Zhao said seriously, “Isn’t this helping my boyfriend’s career? A couple’s shop, isn’t it great? Where else can you find such a decent househusband like me?”

“So this decent househusband doesn’t even know whether I hibernate or not?” Xing Yingzhu retorted.

“That’s not a common knowledge question, I refuse to answer,” Sheng Zhao glanced at his complexion again and hesitantly said, “So, do you really hibernate…..?”

Xing Yingzhu didn’t even get a chance to speak before Sheng Zhao jumped in, saying, “Hey, I respect your species’ habits, but how long do you usually hibernate? Is it for several months? What if you find a tree hollow to sleep in? Then I won’t see my boyfriend for months, how lonely would that be?”

Xing Yingzhu: “…”

Why did I even bother saying all that? Xing Yingzhu asked himself, wondering if life had become too quiet for him.

“And besides, I don’t have any experience raising reptiles,” Sheng Zhao looked genuinely troubled, “So how about this, before you go to sleep, tell me the precautions for hibernating, and I’ll jot them down in a notebook—”

“No hibernation,” Xing Yingzhu succinctly interrupted him, “And no sleeping. Sheng Zhao, what time is it now? Shouldn’t you be going to work?”

Not being forced to live apart from his boyfriend for several months during the honeymoon phase relieved Sheng Zhao. He cautiously tested the waters, “So, what about what I just said earlier…?”

“I want to take a nap,” Xing Yingzhu said, pulling a blanket over himself, half-closed his eyes, and leaned against the sofa cushion lazily, “If you’re coming, then come after 6:30 in the evening.”

“Yay!” Sheng Zhao suddenly revived, joyfully planted a kiss on him, then placed his lunch by his side, acting like a sycophant, “Remember to eat—tonight I’ll steam an egg for you.”

Sheng Zhao said as he walked out, still not forgetting to turn back and instruct Xing Yingzhu. When he reached the door, he didn’t look where he was going and almost tripped over the shoe-changing stool in the foyer.

Stumbling a few steps, he awkwardly made his way out of the threshold, but still turned back to grin at Xing Yingzhu, trying to cover up his embarrassment.

Wrapped in his blanket, Xing Yingzhuo smiled without a trace, inwardly calling him a fool.

Having successfully dealt with his difficult boyfriend, Sheng Zhao suddenly became full of energy, unsure of what to do with himself. While waiting for the elevator, he took out his phone and scrolled through Taobao, uncontrollably buying a pair of electric toothbrushes for couples based on the homepage recommendations.

—As for whether Xing Yingzhuo would use an electric toothbrush with a light pink heart on it, that was currently not within Sheng Zhao’s consideration.

The property management office on the first floor had its door open, facing a large table pieced together in the living room. Hu Huanyang and the Xiong siblings sat around it, each holding a handful of dried fruits.

There were only a few remnants of dried fruits on the table, indicating that the tea party had been going on for a while.

“Why did it take so long?” Xiong Xiangsong stretched his neck and looked towards the elevator, casually saying, “Did the big boss detain you?”

Hu Huanyang calmly popped a pistachio into his mouth, shaking his head and saying, “Why are you in such a hurry? Everything in this world is predetermined. Sooner or later, the result won’t change.”

Diao Leyu threw a handful of melon seed shells at him, cursing, “Speak human language.”

“…I’m definitely going to win the bet,” Hu Huanyang said confidently, “You three, get your money ready.”

“I’m not so sure,” Lu Xing slowly said, “How long can a person live? Whether they’re in love or not, it’s just a verbal agreement made in the heat of the moment by the big boss. Do you really take that seriously?”

“Poor Xiao Zhao must be pitiful,” Diao Leyu said with concern, “He must have been mesmerized by the big boss to confess. What if he finds out he’s just a toy—oh, how can this be fixed, bro.”

Xiong Xiangsong was dizzy from Diao Leyu’s antics, struggling to get out from under her claws and moving to sit next to Hu Huanyang.

“Who knows,” Xiong Xiangsong said, “Why don’t you figure it out?”

The three siblings from the Greater Khingan Mountains were genuinely worried about Sheng Zhao’s future, but Hu Huanyang shook his head, sighed with a “while the world is intoxicated, I remain sober” attitude, and lamented the ignorance of the masses.

Hu Huanyang thought to himself, is Xiao Zhao an ordinary person? He’s the miraculous figure who can entangle with the big boss in the Mirror of Origins.

Seeing that the focus of the tea party was straying farther and farther, the elevator in the corridor suddenly made a ding sound, and the four distinguished monsters in the room immediately and extremely tacitly threw the dried fruits back onto the table, sitting up straight with their eyes fixed on the elevator door.

Sheng Zhao, upon exiting the elevator, was startled to meet eight pairs of eyes and almost turned back inside.

“What’s going on?” Sheng Zhao looked puzzled, “Do I have gold on my face?”

The three siblings from the Greater Khingan Mountains shook their heads in unison. At a glance, it looked like they had stumbled into a drum exhibit.

Hu Huanyang tapped a melon seed, looked Sheng Zhao up and down, saw his cheerful expression, the upward curve of his lips, and his light footsteps as if he was about to fly, and had a rough idea in his mind.

Sure enough, as soon as Sheng Zhao entered the room without hesitation, he began rummaging through things, making clinking sounds.

Xiong Xiangsong looked puzzled, scratching his neck and shouting, “Xiao Zhao, what are you looking for?”

Sheng Zhao pulled out a suitcase from the closet, stretched his neck, and said, “—Looking for a suitcase to pack up some stuff. I’ll be staying upstairs tonight, so I’ll bring everything up to save me from having to make multiple trips later.”

The three siblings from the Greater Khingan Mountains: “…”

Hu Huanyang chuckled, took two hundred yuan from each of them, and said seriously, “Losers pay up. Come on, pay up.”

Xiong Xiangsong: “…”

As the burly Xiong Xiangsong struggled painfully to pull out his wallet, he reluctantly took out two semi-new bills and handed them over to Hu Huanyang.

Hearing the commotion inside the room, Sheng Zhao came out, curious, “What are you guys betting on?”

Hu Huanyang took two hundred from each of them and handed it to Sheng Zhao generously when he arrived.

“It’s nothing, just a friendly bet—come on, you’re included too.”

“I don’t need it,” Sheng Zhao pushed his hand away and casually said, “Xing Yingzhu didn’t withhold my salary.”

That’s right, Xiong Xiangsong thought to himself, in a few days, he’ll probably become the lady of the house.

Xiong Xiangsong didn’t quite understand. If Sheng Zhao had been momentarily enchanted by Boss Xing’s looks, he wouldn’t find it surprising. After all, falling for beauty was a common thing. But the fact that Xing Yingzhu wanted to seriously date Sheng Zhao in return puzzled Xiong Xiangsong.

What’s the deal… Is Boss Xing trying to prey on him?

“Ge, you don’t understand,” Diao Leyu lowered her voice, watching Sheng Zhao’s back as he packed things, speaking in a vague and deep tone, “Love is something that can surpass any obstacle. Maybe it’s love at first sight. Look at our Xiao Zhao, he obviously belongs to the budget-friendly type.”

Lu Xing’s expression was subtle. He slowly moved away from Diao Leyu.

But Xiong Xiangsong, being a bit slow, shamelessly asked, “Is that possible?”

“You should read more books,” Diao Leyu said. “There’s gold in books.”

“What book talks about this?” Xiong Xiangsong asked.

“Ge,” Lu Xing covered his face, saying in anguish, “Stop asking, her books aren’t suitable for us males.”

Xiong Xiangsong: “…”

Diao Leyu: “…”

Although Sheng Zhao had been living here for quite some time, he was, after all, a young man living alone, so there weren’t many personal items in the house. Besides toiletries and clothes, there wasn’t much else useful to pack.

He spent an hour packing those things into a suitcase but still felt the excitement in his heart had nowhere to go. So after pacing around the room for a couple of laps, he took off the bed sheets and covers and washed them again.

Diao Leyu, seeing this, eagerly followed him for a few laps. After a while, she very shyly and timidly asked him if he felt he hadn’t done enough work, could he help her paint her wardrobe.

Sheng Zhao: “…”

Fortunately, Lu Xing appeared in time, grabbed Diao Leyu by the back of her neck, and dragged her back into the room, explaining to Sheng Zhao with a scholarly demeanor, “Just ignore her. She needs to repaint her wardrobe three times a month.”

With Diao Leyu being dragged away, Sheng Zhao, full of energy like an active bear cub, tidied up the house like a showroom. Then, with a heart full of joy, he went out to join the tea party.

Hu Huanyang handed him a handful of melon seeds and casually asked him how he managed to persuade Xing Yingzhu.

“I didn’t say anything,” Sheng Zhao said with the demeanor of a family head, calmly expressing, “Hey, you guys don’t know—mainly, he can’t do without me, but he’s embarrassed to say it, so I had to give him a way out.”

The melon seeds in Xiong Xiangsong’s hand scattered all over the table, Diao Leyu looked shocked, and Lu Xing almost knocked the tea pot off the table.

The atmosphere in the room fell silent for a moment, with only Hu Huanyang remaining calm and composed, as if Sheng Zhao’s words were as ordinary as “what’s for lunch today.”

Hu Huanyang thought, you guys are a bunch of sheltered monsters.