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Xu Nuo and Ye Ningyuan spent very happy days on the island.

It was quiet and far from the noise. Xu Nuo had never had such a happy and carefree life. There were no murders, missions, or terrorists. Oh, there was a terrorist, but he was her most gentle terrorist.

As the sun rose and the sun set, Ye Ningyuan had not had such comfortable days in a long time. The key was that he was happy to have her by his side, even if she did nothing—as long as she stayed by his side.

There was something that Xu Nuo was curious about and she could not help but ask him. "Have we fought seriously before?"

Ye Ningyuan seriously pondered over this question. Was it very important?

It seemed like they had not.

"Come on!"

"For what?"

"Fighting," Xu Nuo said matter-of-factly. Ye Ningyuan had a sad look on his face. His wife was very violent, and his future days were dire. "Nuo Nuo, don't. I will not be able to defeat you."