Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 826 (Extra) His Transformation

Murong Yao paused for a while to smoke, but it was only for a moment, and then he glanced at the woman behind him who was flipping through the closet.

"I don't know yet, what's wrong?"

Zhou Ling couldn't find the clothes, straightened up and curled his lips slightly, "It's okay, I just asked, after a busy week, I wondered if I could have a rest on weekends."

"Ah."

Zhou Ling who walked out of the room closed the door, his eyes were indifferent, and he went downstairs as usual.

Maybe they were tired of eating last night. At noon today, the two of them drank two bowls of porridge by coincidence, with a pile of small pickles. The two who often eat big fish and meat outside, unexpectedly felt that this meal It was delicious and satisfying.

After lunch, the two of them had nothing to do, so they stayed at home and continued watching TV.

Murong Yao sat next to the armrest of the sofa on the right, Zhou Ling sat on the left wearing a cool gauze skirt, then fell down and lay down on his lap as a pillow, Murong Yao was not at all awkward about her movements, it was logical put his hands on her waist.

He didn't even realize it. With their current emotional relationship, it seems that they haven't reached such an intimate level.

It was also during this period of time that there was no quarrel between them, and this time they lived in peace, which made both of them feel that everything was calm.

Watching TV was so boring that Zhou Ling lay there and fell asleep.

Murong Yao sat there maintaining a posture, with his arms resting on the edge of the sofa from time to time, leaning lazily, holding the remote control panel in his hand to dial the table, turning the sound to the minimum, as if afraid of disturbing the sleeping people.

This was not an intentional move, but an unintentional action, but it represented the most straightforward feeling in his heart.

Zhou Ling squinted in a daze, but also slept until four or five o'clock in the afternoon. When she woke up and opened her eyes, she found that Murong Yao hadn't even moved.

"woke up?"

Murong Yao noticed it when she just opened her eyes, seeing that she was still in a daze, she couldn't help but urge her, Zhou Ling was slightly stunned, raised his head and slowly got up.

Murong Yao got up at the speed of light, and walked towards the bathroom with big strides.

Zhou Ling rubbed his nose with his finger, feeling a little touched in his heart.

Yes, it is touching, not moving.

She wondered if it was because Murong Yao was really afraid of waking her up and kept still. After all, in her view, Murong Yao was only responsible for her and had no feelings at all.

After a while, Murong Yao came out of the bathroom, and when he came out, he let out a deep breath, which seemed to be held for a long time.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

Because of his actions, Zhou Ling's tone of voice was much softer than before.

Murong Yao didn't notice her strangeness, "Anything is fine, just do whatever is in the refrigerator."

"it is good."

For nearly a month, Zhou Ling cooked for him at home every day. As soon as Murongyao entered the door, he could definitely smell the aroma of vegetables. His clothes were washed clean, folded and hung in the closet. Ling often called to inquire, and the house was cleaned spotlessly.

It seemed that everything was normal, and it seemed that everything was fine, and he didn't need to spend any more time to take care of it.

Sitting on the sofa, Murong Yao looked sideways at the woman who was busy in the kitchen, a faint smile unconsciously formed on the corner of his mouth, and the smile reached his eyes.

It seems that in his monotonous life, he is used to having such a cold but enthusiastic person.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, he took it out and looked, it was Wei Xun.

His thumb lingered on the answer button, but finally pressed the screen, ignoring the call,
(End of this chapter)