Until they came out of the bathroom, Ye Lingyi was still in a blank state.

So when she heard Feng Xiyuan say that she would rest first and he would cook, she did it unconsciously.

It wasn't until she sat on the bed that she really reacted to what he said.

He can cook?

Once again, the facts duly proved that he really knew how to cook.

But when he came in with a tray that didn't fit her temperament at all, she still felt incredible.

Such a demon king-like person, an absolute superior, he can actually cook!

Feng Xiyuan put down the tray on the table, and led her to the table in a daze, with a faint smile on her face from beginning to end.

Looking at the clear incomprehension in her eyes, Feng Xiyuan explained unhurriedly: "My mother died early, and there was no one to take care of her, so there are always more people." ”

He took the porridge and handed it to her.

The porridge is very sweet, and the words are very shallow, but Ye Lingyi tastes a little bit of buried deep and faint sadness.

She was silent for a while while holding the bowl, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry. ”

For the first time in her life, she apologized so unknowingly.

Feng Xiyuan was still laughing, and her heavenly voice was strangely gentle: "It has nothing to do with you, why apologize." He frowned and stopped looking at her, "Okay, I've been hungry for so many days, and I still have time to talk, so let's eat quickly." ”

His mother must be the softest place in his heart, Ye Lingyi thought silently.

That's why when he mentions her, he suddenly talks more, even some, well, gentle?

Four side dishes and a bowl of porridge, light, but exquisite.

It's something that won't be available in takeaways and hotels, something she hasn't eaten in years, many years.

Inexplicably, it makes people feel warm, as well as, greedy.

******

Time flies, and it always runs extra fast when it should slow down the most.

It's been seven days in the blink of an eye.

In the past few days, Ye Lingyi is adapting to the newly increased soul power, and Feng Xiyuan is also recovering his cultivation.

So except for some unembarrassing entanglements when he took a bath and ate, and his various reasons before sunrise and after sunset quietly held her hand, the two of them were safe in their rooms!

It shows that someone is really ready for the long term and is not in a hurry.

Ye Lingyi's soul power had been restored as early as the third day, and the illusion would naturally be opened.

She is a seventh-grade alchemist, and after entering the Illusion Xuan to refine a few furnaces of elixir, it is difficult for Feng Xiyuan's cultivation to recover quickly.

And today, Mu Lao has also returned.

On the shore of the weak water, she put on a new cloak that was exactly the same, and the breeze blew the hat of the cloak, together with Yueyan, covering her already small face, leaving only a pair of confused purple eyes, precipitating a hazy and indistinguishable emotion.

"I said two guest officers, our ship is still not going to be sent out" Mu Lao waited quietly for a long time, and finally couldn't help but stand up from the boat and start teasing.

"You go first." I don't know how long she stood still, and a clear voice came out of her cherry lips.

"Okay."

He was still dressed in a sparkling red robe embroidered with flowers on the other side, and the morning breeze blew his flaming red hair.

No matter how beautiful and elegant the scenery here is, it will stain his fluttering blood-red clothes, but it will not take away half of his elegance.

His red eyes, as bright as the morning star and as deep as a sea of blood, stared at her deeply, as if he wanted to carve her face into the bone marrow at this moment.

Just one glance, turning around, he got on the boat without hesitation.

"We'll see you soon." The sound of the oars breaking the water faded away, and Ye Ling whispered unconsciously.

The sound was carried into the wind, but I don't know if the directionless wind can send the sound into the ears of that person.

******

"Yiyi, where are we going next?" Ye Bing's speed was too fast, and she didn't put a forbidden spell against the wind, and Garfield's voice was mostly blown away in the wind.

"Let's go to Yingjing first, and return the sword to Bai Huanbing." Her voice was lower, and the wind blew it out.

"And then?" Garfield shouted louder.

"Let's talk about it." Ye Lingyi's tone was actually a little confused.

Heaven and earth are so big, where will she be settled?

Which one belongs to her?