Murong Rou's eyes were round and ripples, and the figure was reflected in her clear and dark pupils, and her two soft and boneless jade hands covered her lips.

The phantom in front of her gave her an inexplicable sense of security, his breath was like a spring breeze caressing her face, and she murmured: "What a handsome little brother." ”

Gu Zhiling originally thought that she would be frightened, but it seemed that she had thought too much, and the spirit returned to her body, and it was as if nothing had happened in the room.

"It's time for you to leave." He said.

Murong Rou saw that the phantom disappeared, there was a loss hidden in her eyes, and there was a feeling of emptiness in her heart, staring at her boyfriend who was getting along day and night in front of her, she suddenly had the idea of dreaming, reached out and grabbed the flesh on her thigh, and pinched it gently, she could be sure that this was not a dream.

Gu Zhiling shook his head, his eyes fell on the balcony, and through the glass window, he could see a white sky.

He didn't urge Murong Rou, after all, this matter was difficult for anyone to accept, not to mention that the relationship between the two of them was like glue, and Xiao Mu's death should be a big blow to her.

"Gollum~"

Gu Zhiling's stomach began to protest, and the voice was clear to the ears, and both of them heard it clearly.

"Do you want me to cook for you?" Murong Rou asked.

The long eyelashes flickered, and she didn't feel much sadness about Xiao Mu's death, maybe his body was still alive, so she didn't feel much touch.

Gu Zhiling turned his head, looked at her with an expectant look in front of him, and nodded slightly.

Murong Rou seemed to have received a favorite gift, jumped up happily, pointed at him and said, "This is what you said, you are not allowed to run." ”

After she finished speaking, she went into the kitchen, making the kitchenware jingle, and exclaimed twice from time to time, the oil temperature in the pot was too high and caught fire directly, and she poured a bowl of cold water into it in a hurry, and the crackling oil and water splashed out, and at the same time it also contained the girl's screams.

It was only about two or three minutes, the room was filled with black smoke, and finally put the dishes in the pot, and mistakenly put the sugar in as salt, and quickly put in a handful of salt when he realized the mistake, and the light soy sauce and vinegar could not be distinguished, so he simply poured both into them, and a black skull floated out of the pot.

Half an hour later, all the sounds of the kitchen disappeared, and Murong Rou carried a plate of black things on the table, this plate of black unknown objects had a pungent smell, and a luster similar to the reflection of car paint.

"Taste it." She stretched out her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, leaving a black handprint, and her expectant eyes were like the flames of hell, which almost melted Gu Zhiling.

"You want to hate your husband, to clarify, his death has nothing to do with me, I just entered this body by accident." Gu Zhiling sat up straight and reached out to poke the strange object on the plate, which felt like jelly.

"Do you eat it or not, I love the food, scrambled eggs with tomatoes." Murong Rou pursed her lips and hugged her breasts with her arms, a little unhappy.

"Fan, eggplant, scrambled, chicken, egg!" Gu Zhiling said word by word, he was a dignified generation of immortal emperors, looking at the black obsessive object, but he couldn't see what kind of technique she used to do it, it was simply amazing.

"Hmph, if you don't eat it, I'll starve you." Murong Rou also has a temper, and the habit she has developed for a long time makes her not afraid of Gu Zhiling at all, and even threw the plate with tomato scrambled eggs into the trash, and then sat next to him, snorting coldly.

Gu Zhiling: "......"

In the evening, the two of them were still sitting on the sofa, one was clear-minded, he was just sitting.

Murong Rou was thinking nonsense, why didn't he coax me, oops, I almost forgot that he was no longer him, what should I do now.

But this little brother is quite handsome, but there is a little bit of wood, how good it would be if he looked like that.

No, no, Murong Rou, what do you think, if he is so good-looking, I'm afraid the world is full of love rivals, and he looks so innocent, what if he is deceived by a bad woman?

Huh? No, he used his boyfriend's body, does that mean he's a boyfriend? My Immortal Emperor boyfriend? This plot is a bit bloody.

"Gollum~"

This time it was Murong Rou's stomach protesting, glancing at Gu Zhiling, who was sitting precariously, and tugging at the corner of his clothes: "Let's go out to eat, I'm hungry." ”

"Gollum~"

Gu Zhiling's stomach also sounded, and he nodded slightly, thinking in his heart that mortals are trouble, eating, drinking, and sleeping, all of which are indispensable.

"Hehe, let's go, let's eat spicy hot pot." Murong Rou stood up and ran to the bedroom, and when she came out, she put on a denim jacket, which looked like a rudimentary royal sister, stepped on a pair of black high-top shoes, and carried her Hermes bag specially customized in France.

Gu Zhiling got up and went out directly, the two took the elevator, Murong Rou held his arm, and the atmosphere was a little delicate.

"Ding!"

The elevator opened on the first floor, and the two snuggled up to each other and stepped out of the elevator door, and some of the residents here smacked their tongues when they saw them.

The man is mediocre, but the woman is graceful, and she is carrying Hermes on her back, and she looks like a sugar daddy gold worshipper.

They didn't know that the housekeeper in the hall on the first floor knew very well that she was the daughter of a rich man, and if it hadn't been for the man who told her to be more restrained a year ago, the luxuries on her body would have been even more exaggerated than now.

"Ms. Murong, Mr. Xiao."

The butler saw them bent down in respect, he was British, and spoke fluent Mandarin.

The two of them ignored him directly, probably accustomed to it, and walked out of the door together.

What catches your eye is a piece of greenery, green grass, grass tip and tender water, a little firefly flying on the lawn, slightly noisy insect chirping, fresh air refreshing, a straight road cutting the lawn, the street lights on both sides of the road are soft and soft, not dazzling and not too dark to see the ground clearly.

Murong Rou took out her mobile phone, and after connecting it on the other side, she said, "Come and pick me up, we're going to the snack street." ”

"Okay."

After waiting for about two minutes, a red Maserati pulled up in front of them, and the driver in a suit and leather shoes stepped down, wearing white gloves in his hands, and opened the door for the two.

Murong Rou and Gu Zhiling sat down.

The driver closed the door and returned to the driver's seat, the car started, started smoothly, and slowly drove out of the community.

The night scene is only brightly lit, and the pedestrians are in a hurry, which is very monotonous.

It was the evening rush hour, and the vehicles on the road were careful to avoid this luxury car, for fear of rubbing a little to accompany the bankruptcy.

The changing traffic lights indicate the movement of vehicles, and the traffic police stand diligently in the center of the intersection.

More than ten minutes later, the driver parked the car on the side of the snack street, and their arrival attracted the attention of countless people.

The driver got out of the car and helped them open the door, and Murong Rou came out like a wild horse on the loose, followed by Gu Zhiling.

At night, the snack street is particularly lively, with so many people lining up from the streets to the alleys, the noise lingers, the neon lights flicker, and the vendors are so busy that they don't have time to wipe off their sweat.