When Qiu Wuji returned, Chu Ge had just finished writing a chapter and was comfortably leaning back on the sofa, turning on the TV.
Seeing Qiu Wuji come home carrying groceries, Chu Ge spread his arms. "You've been busy all day. Don't cook. Come here for a hug."
With a stern face, Qiu Wuji tossed the groceries into the kitchen.
Neither of them needed to eat anymore. Cooking was purely a hobby, so if Chu Ge said not to, she might as well skip it.
"What hug?" Qiu Wuji folded her arms, casting a sidelong glance at Chu Ge as he searched aimlessly on the TV. "What brought on this sudden interest in watching TV? You won a little round against the Heavenly Emperor, and now you're getting cocky without having done anything? Or did you Photoshop yourself an income screenshot and fool yourself into believing it?"
Chu Ge didn't argue, simply grinning. "Work-life balance. I spent all day writing Chu Tiange's Journey to the Heavenly Realm, with all sorts of encounters and dungeons along the way, plus some clues about finding the White Tiger. My brain's tired. Time for a break."
Qiu Wuji pursed her lips, thinking that his cultivation was a far cry from what it used to be, and he shouldn't get so tired anymore...
Of course, the little apprentice wasn't confident enough to contradict her writing master. If he said he was tired, then he was tired.
So she sat beside him with a stern face. "Why not watch whatever show you want online? It's so convenient. What's so great about TV..."
Chu Ge nearly laughed aloud. "You're practically identical to me now. Where's the Qiu Wuji who used to love binge-watching shows?"
"I didn't know anything back then. You fooled me." Qiu Wuji planted her