Volume 1: Turbulence on Earth Chapter 9: Your Money is My Money

  Murong Wanqiu listened to Ouyang Jieyu's gentle voice, thinking that now both of them were already legitimate husband and wife, sooner or later she would still be his person, so there was no need to argue with him about so many things, thinking this he fell silent.

  Ouyang Jiayu waited for half a day without seeing Murong Wanqiu speak, thinking she was angry. Just as he was about to coax her again, his waist was pinched hard by a slender hand. He only heard Murong Wanqiu's trembling voice whispering: "You're dead, you... that bad thing is pressing against me, how can I... sleep?"

  Ouyang Jiayu's mouth involuntarily curled up into a warm smile, and she blew a breath of air into Murong Wanqiu's ear. She looked at Murong Wanqiu's momentarily stiffened body with satisfaction, then leaned in close to his ear and whispered: "Who told my family's Wanqiu to be so beautiful and alluring? That's why 'it' doesn't listen to me now either."

  Mu Rong Wan Qiu's face flushed with anger and embarrassment, she pinched Ouyang Jie Yu again, deciding not to speak to him anymore, lest he continued to spout nonsense, and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

  Ouyang Jiayu's eyes flashed a hint of profound smile, and then she also closed her eyes and fell asleep.

  Early in the morning, a ray of sunlight spilled into the luxurious room. Murong Wanqiu slowly woke up and opened her eyes to find herself lying in Ouyang Qiuyu's thick arms. A faint blush appeared on her face as she struggled to get up.

  Ouyang Jiayu wrapped her arms around him, then slid one hand to Murong Wanqiu's raised buttocks and slapped it with a 'pa' sound, muttering: "Sleep quietly, don't move around."

  "Ah..." Murong Wanqiu only felt a numbness in her buttocks, a strange sensation spreading from her buttocks, and she involuntarily let out a low moan.

  Ouyang Jiayu's magical hand seemed to sense something and slowly stroked Muyong Wanqiu's plump buttocks.

  Murong Wanqiu's restless hips twisted, wanting to escape Ouyang Jieyu's grasp, but she couldn't possibly get away from the man's gentle caress, which made her face flush and breathe heavily.

  Ouyang Jiayu's mouth slightly curved upwards, forming a sly smile. With a slight exertion of force, he pressed her abdomen against his own crotch, and the wonderful feeling of her buttocks made him reluctant to let go. The sensation of rubbing and pinching through the thin sleepwear was almost as thrilling as being completely naked together.

  Murong Wanqiu's face turned crimson, her eyes filled with spring intentions, and she panted: "Ah...bad egg, bad to death, no...don't**, it's so hard for me~" While speaking, she twisted her slender body.

  Little did they know, this was like adding fuel to the fire. The body temperature of both rose sharply, and Ouyang Jiu Yu couldn't help but secretly feel distressed. She would have to return to the Cultivation Realm soon, and because spiritual energy was scarce in this world, if she wanted to take her wife with her, she had to practice dual cultivation with her to increase their cultivation level. However, she hadn't taught her wife the dual cultivation technique yet, and a woman's first time practicing dual cultivation would have the best effect. For the sake of the future, no matter what, he couldn't 'take' her now.

  Ouyang Jiayu suppressed the surging flames of desire, and that demonic hand reluctantly moved away from Murong Wanqiu's plump buttocks, gently embracing her without moving.

  A moment later, Murong Wanqiu also slowly woke up from the **, remembering the situation just now, her face was burning like fire, and she didn't dare to face Ouyang Jueyu for a while, burying her head in Ouyang Jueyu's chest like an ostrich.

  After a long time... Ou Yang Jiu Yu patted Mu Rong Wan Qiu's shoulder and said nonchalantly, "Wan Qiu, get up."

  Murong Wanqiu softly murmured, "Mm," and with great effort suppressed her shyness. She walked to the wardrobe, stopped in front of it, turned around with a flushed face, looked at Ouyang Qiuyu, bit her lip, and whispered: "I want to change clothes."

  "Alright then, let's switch." Ou Yang Jue Yu said foolishly.

  Murong Wanqiu gritted her teeth and said coquettishly, "Then why don't you leave?"

  Ouyang Jiayu chuckled and said, "It seems like I need to change too." Then a sly expression flashed in her eyes, and she smiled mischievously, saying, "Why don't we change together?"

  Murong Wanqiu looked at Ouyang Jieyu with a bad and wolf-like expression, thinking of the absurdity earlier, she fiercely glared at him and said in shame and anger: "Who wants to change with this big pervert?"

  Ouyang Jiayu watched as Murong Wanqiu took the clothes and walked towards the bathroom, then laughed and slowly got up to change his clothes.

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  A super sports car was driving out of Tianfu Villa District No. 8, which was Ou Yang Jiu Yu's limited edition 'Shi Jue' sports car.

  Murong Wanqiu pouted her small mouth discontentedly at the evil man with a sly smile, protesting: "Why not let me drive myself?"

  "Why don't you just ride in my car? Why do you still want to drive yours? Besides, I don't have money to give you for gas." Ou Yang Jue Yu said shamelessly while skillfully driving the SS sports car.

  "I like driving my own car, and I have the money for gas." Murong Wanqiu said through gritted teeth. This bastard had spent enough on his birthday to buy several cars in the past, but now he's telling himself he can't afford gas? It's as ridiculous as a butcher claiming he believes in Buddhism and is extremely devout.

  "Now that you're my wife, your money is mine too, so we should be frugal. With the rising prices of everyday necessities and the appreciation of the RMB, inflation is soaring." Ouyang Jieyu sighed, as people say, "When one's shamelessness reaches its peak, they become invincible". After a period of training, Ouyang Jieyu's face had become incredibly thick-skinned. As a result, Murong Wanqiu's money had also become his own. Although the couple was already legally married, this statement was somewhat shameless but not entirely unreasonable.

  Looking at this man with a thicker and thicker face, Murong Wanqiu, who had nothing to say, told herself that her heart was calm and natural, and decided not to pay attention to him in protest.

  Ouyang Jiayu's eyes revealed a deep and meaningful smile, manipulating the world's noble car to stop by the road, then leaning over to whisper deeply in Murong Wanqiu's ear: "Wife, actually letting you sit in my car is because I want to see you every moment, that's all."

  Murong Wanqiu listened to this simple yet profound words, a ripple stirred in her heart. She turned around and saw the handsome face close at hand, a pair of eyes that seemed to speak volumes gazing deeply at her, causing her to unconsciously close her sparkling eyes lightly.

  Ouyang Jiayu's eyes sparkled with a triumphant smile, and he slowly leaned in to kiss Murong Wanjun's tender rose-petal-like lips.

  "Bang, bang, bang," a series of urgent knocks on the car window came, and Mu Rong Wanqiu suddenly woke up, dodging Ouyang Jieyu's incoming kiss. Her face flushed as she whispered to herself, "Good grief, my first kiss almost didn't happen."

  Ouyang Jiaoyu's anger shot up to the sky, she rolled down the window and yelled: "What the heck are you knocking for? Can't you knock a few seconds later or someone will die?" It was just a little bit, just that little bit away from kissing those tempting lips, she had planned it out all day, and just when she was about to reap the rewards, she was interrupted. She really wanted to tear this person who interrupted her into six pieces.

  The traffic police who knocked on the car window was scolded by Ouyang Jueyu for half a day and couldn't come back to his senses until the car drove away. "Isn't it just to remind you that this place can't be parked? Why are you yelling, do you think you're rich or something?" The traffic police said indignantly.

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  Accompanying Murong Wanqiu to the bustling classroom, looking at those boastful boys who were trying to impress everyone with their luxurious accessories, and girls comparing earrings and necklaces, there were also many reserved people, as well as some quiet and eccentric individuals. Generally speaking, no one who could get into Huajiang University was a simple person, nor was anyone poor.

  Ouyang Jiayu's expression was calm, as if he and they were people from two different worlds. He didn't want to come to such a boring school gathering in the first place, but only followed because of his good student Murong Wanjia.

  Ignoring the astonished and surprised eyes of everyone, he pulled Mu Rong Wan Qiu's hand to sit down in the two most inconspicuous positions.

  All the boys reacted with a mixture of shock, anger, envy and jealousy, staring at Ouyang Qiuyu in disbelief. Who is this bastard? How dare he hold hands with the goddess Murong Wanqiu? And Murong Wanqiu... didn't even get angry, how is that possible?

  The girls were both surprised and delighted, surprised that this unknown male classmate would actually be able to pull the school's number one beauty Mu Rong Wan Qiu, clearly not an ordinary relationship, and delighted that they had lost their strongest competitor, while countless handsome guys who openly or secretly admired Mu Rong Wan Qiu now had a chance again.

  The teachers and principals above were talking, while the men and women below were discussing and guessing about the relationship between Ouyang Qiuyu and Murong Wanqiu.

  Ouyang Jueyu quietly stretched out his hand to wrap around Murong Wanqiu's slender waist, which was full of elasticity, and smiled slyly: "I didn't expect my wife to be so famous in school."

  Murong Wanqiu's face turned red as she whispered, "Jiayu, stop making a scene, they're all watching. They've been studying here for several years, and most of them were from the high school department before, so it's not strange that they know each other."

  Ouyang Jiayu ignored the boys who were staring at him with eyes that seemed to be spitting fire, and slowly reached out to touch Murong Wanjun's slender waist, his mouth saying pitifully: "I'm so miserable, look at your admirers, their eyes are about to pop out of their heads, now they must hate me so much they want to eat me alive, with so many people, each one spitting a mouthful of saliva could drown me, good wife, you have to protect me, or else you'll be a widow."

  Murong Wanqiu pressed down on An Lushan's paw that was reaching for her buttocks, looking at this shameless man with tears in her eyes, and scolded with a red face: "You'd better die, so you won't be able to harm others again."

  Those boys are already speechless, what's the point of getting angry here? Others don't even bother with you, looking at the two of them flirting and bickering, most people have given up hope. But a small number of people can't swallow their pride and decide to go back and investigate this kid's background to see how he managed to get into Hua Jiang University. Since no one who gets into Hua Jiang University is simple, they need to thoroughly investigate anyone they don't know before deciding what to do, mainly because they're afraid of running into someone they can't mess with.

  After dispersing, Ouyang Jue pulled Mu Rong Wanqiu to the parking lot with a dignified and majestic attitude.

  Many boys also followed behind for various purposes, and some girls followed along just to join in the fun.

  More and more people joined the procession along the way, resulting in hundreds of people following behind. As Muyong Wanqiu was already a campus belle at Huajiang University when she was still in high school, and was known as one of the best campus belles of all time, everyone who studied at Huajiang University knew her. Now that their idol was being dragged away by someone, they naturally wanted to follow suit, hoping that someone would teach that guy a lesson.

  Ouyang Jiayu's eyes flashed with a hint of weirdness, and she pulled Mu Rong Wanqiu's hand out, as if willing to wrap herself around that rich and elastic little waist, clinging tightly to Mu Rong Wanqiu and pitifully said: "Wife, there are so many people, I'm scared."

  Murong Wanqiu was so angry that she wanted to pinch this super shameless scoundrel to death. By tomorrow, the whole Huajiang University would know that she had a boyfriend. Originally, it didn't matter, after all, she was already his lawful wife. Knowing was knowing, but this person was too shameless. He was clearly taking advantage of her and yet said he was afraid. Hmph, if he were really afraid, that would be strange indeed. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she made a move that would make her regret it later. She pretended to struggle and shouted: "Indecent!"

  Your money is my money! And of course your vote is also mine! Haha! Asking for an invoice! Uh... I asked the wrong person! Hehe!