Female A Survival Manual

Yan Qiongyu stayed here by accident, with only enough various medicines and some personal items on her body. Although he won't stay here for too long, he still has to buy the clothes he needs these days.

Picking up some clothes for myself at random, I went to another store, a bedding store, an upholstery store, and finally a furniture store.

He walked into the shopping mall and saw the right one at a glance. He confirmed the purchase to the shopping guide machine beside him. Spend a lot of money out.

Although I walked around most of the shopping malls and bought a lot of things, but because the purchase speed was too fast, the process was almost like picking at a glance. Yan Qiongyu and Wang Luan arrived at the place where they separated just now at the same time.

Wang Luan harvested a lot of parts, and saw that Yan Qiongyu was only carrying two bags for clothes: "You only bought so many things, do you need me to accompany you to take a look?"

She was a little suspicious that Yan Qiongyu was so frugal because she had no money. She calculated her own small treasury, and it was enough to buy something for Yan Qiongyu.

Because she had just landed on the barren star and suffered from no energy, she was retrieved and put some energy stones on her body immediately. Yan Qiongyu also advised her to bring expensive ones.

So after leaving suddenly, she used the energy stone on her body to exchange the first fund, plus the small vault she saved herself, it was okay.

Yan Qiongyu shouldn't mind being a little white face.

Yan Qiongyu: "No, I also bought some things, which will be delivered to the mall later."

When he got home, Wang Luan knew how much "some" he was talking about.

Those large pieces of furniture replaced some of the old furniture in the house. These are all left by the owner. When Wang Luan bought it for convenience, he saw that most of the furniture was still usable, so he didn't replace it. Now it has been replaced by Yan Qiongyu at one time.

Upstairs and downstairs, including beds, wardrobes, sofas, and even a full set of kitchen utensils, Wang Luan stood in his house and watched the delivery robots busy and installed, and the whole house became brand new.

Wang Luan: The little white face is actually me.

After the furniture was changed, the delivery robot was still not over, and the decorative carpets and paintings with local characteristics were also placed in every corner of the house one by one.

The high window glass with a small corner was broken before. Because it was not used very often, Wang Luan was lazy and did not replace it. This time, Yan Qiongyu replaced it. He also specially chose a colored pattern glass.

"In this position, the sun will just hit the high window, and the stained glass will be replaced, and a colorful flower pattern will just be reflected in this position on the ground." Yan Qiongyu looked at the final effect with satisfaction.

And the partition door was removed and replaced with a new one, because Yan Qiongyu said: "The color of this door is not in harmony with the overall decoration of the house."

This door was a machine that Wang Luan had repaired before. She wanted to try to see if it was repaired. She sat up and started it, but she accidentally broke the door frame, so she had to install a random one.

She was the only one who lived alone, and although she felt that the new door frame was not suitable, she didn't want to trouble herself and replace it with a new one.

Wang Luan saw that his make-believe house became refined, and unexpectedly Yan Qiongyu was able to find so many unsatisfactory places.

It was originally a disgusting thing for the guests to point fingers at the house, but Wang Luan liked the result so damn, so he couldn't say a word, and could only stare at the drastically changed home.

Yan Qiongyu: "Miss Wang Luan, do you like the way your home is now?"

Wang Luan: "...I like it."

Wang Luan also received more than a dozen sets of clothes that Yan Qiongyu chose for her. The clothes, shoes and decorations are all well matched. There are various styles. The skirts and trousers are complete. Each set has its own characteristics. host.

After living here for a year, Wang Luan is not short of clothes, but her clothes are similar in height and look like a mother's, and her matching skills are equal to none.

She used to live in Wang's house, and there was a dedicated servant in charge of matching her clothes. They were all styles that looked gorgeous but she didn't like. Now, if she chooses by herself, there is a lack of creativity and no surprises for repairmen.

At this time, Wang Luan wondered how Yan Qiongyu knew what she liked? When they got along before, he didn't pay much attention to her preferences.

Heck, even the shoe size fits.

Yan Qiongyu: "Do you like the clothes I picked for you?"

Wang Luan: "...I like it."

During the meal, Wang Luan pulled out the new tableware from the kitchen that Yan Qiongyu had arranged for him at some point. The dishes with large pumpkin and butterfly pea flower patterns were not exquisite but very special.

She took the beautiful tableware and looked around and couldn't put it down. Yan Qiongyu came over and asked with a smile, "Do you like it?"

Still unable to tell a lie, Wang Luan replied bitterly, "I like it!"

The newly changed bedding in the bedroom is very comfortable to lie on. The new mattress can easily sink people. The mattress is silky to the touch and has a strong sense of adsorption. When Wang Luan lay down, he felt that he was sealed by the new bed.

The person lying next to her still asked her with a smile, "Do you like it?"

Wang Luan nodded.

"That's good." Yan Qiongyu turned off the light, "Please look at this."

The newly replaced lamp slowly emits a soft little glow, like the moon in the sky.

"The feature of this lamp is that it will fade over time, like a real moon." Yan Qiongyu introduced.

Wang Luan found that Yan Qiongyu lived a very delicate life and had a lot of interest in life.

When he was in the deserted star, he didn't have anything, and he didn't say anything. He never showed his love for the luxurious decoration of the Wang family mansion, let alone make some changes that he liked, but he transformed her here so well.

"I'm very used to living here, and I don't have any special requirements for the environment. I think it's fine as before, so you don't have to work hard to improve my living environment," Wang Luan said.

"I just hope that Miss Wang Luan can have a happier life here." Yan Qiongyu put her hand on hers, "In fact, the care you gave me is far better than what I gave you."

"You mean at the time of Desolate Star?" Wang Luan sighed, "There is no way, I am an Alpha in this world."

This slightly tangled tone made Yan Qiongyu laugh, he said: "I know that Miss Wang Luan is a 'woman' in her own world, just like me in this world, it seems that there should be no one between us who should take care of the other. I don't like to take care of others, and I don't like to take care of others, Miss Wang Luan broke my habit, it's amazing."

Wang Luanxin said that you are amazing, my stress response has been cured for you. Not only the stress response, but also the alertness response was gone, and half of the quilt was easily lost.

She pondered Yan Qiongyu's words for a long time and realized: "So you mean, I am a 'wife' in my world, and you are a 'wife' in this world, so let's not be entangled in the relationship and directly be each other's wives?"

Yan Qiongyu: "..." He was choked by Miss Wang Luan's surprising words after a long absence.

How to say it, he doesn't seem to mean this, but thinking about it, it seems that it does mean that.

Yan Qiongyu could only sigh in the end: "Miss Wang Luan is really a language genius."

Wang Luan replied: "It's a little bit of progress."

Yan Qiongyu praised politely: "That's a good thing, don't say it again next time."

By holding hands together, he could feel Wang Luan laughing silently and trembling, and he understood that she did it on purpose.

"Miss Wang Luan, can you lie down a little? I can't hold it." Yan Qiongyu asked.

Wang Luan wondered: "You didn't ask me yesterday." He immediately started.

Yan Qiongyu said the truth with a smile: "When I'm sure Miss Wang Luan will agree, I'll ask first."

If you are sure, ask what you mean to show false courtesy. If you are not sure, don't ask and just do it first. It's really you Yan Qiongyu.

Wang Luan talked about falling asleep, but she couldn't remember what she said in a daze, but just before she fell asleep, she thought in her mind: Did you have so much nonsense in the past? Did Yan Qiongyu talk so much nonsense in the past?

It seems not.

She still remembered that Yan Qiongyu was injured, and she never let him go out after that, and made him a classic confinement soup every day.

As a patient, Yan Qiongyu was lying on a rocking chair, looking at the lush vegetable fields, and living a leisurely life like a pension.

Wang Luan picked a local characteristic green bean in the vegetable garden and gave it to Yan Qiongyu, who had nothing to do: "Help me peel the beans."

Yan Qiongyu lay on his back on the rocking chair, with a basket of beans on his lap, peeled it slowly, and after peeling, he even pinched the beans to shine in the sun, and commented: "It's a standard perfect circle, it looks good, and it's qualified. "

"It's a pity that it's deformed." He raised his hand to throw it away.

Wang Luan was speechless, and shouted to the other side: "You can eat even the ugly ones, you can't throw them away!"

Ask him to help tear the green vegetables, each of which is torn symmetrically, while Yan Qiongyu's feet are drying four bugs found in the green vegetables, each of which has been dissected and died tragically.

Is he really that boring?

And why does he have a ray gun by his hand?

Wang Luan carried a basket suspiciously and came to a corner of the vegetable garden to pick something delicious.

The small tomato-like plants she planted here have a sweet taste, but unfortunately, there are often flying insects like birds that come over to eat the ripe fruit, resulting in a sparse harvest.

This time, she came to that corner and found a piece of flying insect corpses scattered on the ground. The corpses all had piercing wounds, and the edges were burned by the ray gun.

Wang Luan: ...I understand what Yan Qiongyu's ray gun is for.