What is the personal life of the god like after school?

The answer is to buy groceries and cook, occasionally go shopping for necessary items, and if you have time to spare, you can pass the time by reading a book and watching a soap opera.

At night.

Mu Zhaoling nested on the sofa in the living room, holding a copy of "Mr. Wolf's Self-cultivation" in his hand, and looked at it without a glance.

There is a very famous TV series adapted from the TV - 'Water Margin', which can't get into the eyes of the gods, and what he likes is the fighting factor in this drama.

For him, muscles and fighting are both art-derivative.

The clock ticked to eight thirty-two, and more than an hour had passed since the end of the supper, and he was now the only living creature left in the drawing-room.

The average person might feel lonely, but this guy doesn't.

He put down the book in his hand, took a glass of mango milk from the refrigerator, and said in small pieces, "Strange, where did the general go?"

The cat used to nest next to him and watch TV with him, but recently he disappeared after eating.

'Could it be that you are tired of living in old age like this?', Mu Zhaoling couldn't help but think.

A long life will make the rhythm of the god's life tend to be stable, and vitality is precisely unstable, so he has such thoughts.

"Well, forget it, maybe it's not necessarily going out to play, after all, it's still a kitten. ”

This cat is at least nine years old... In the eyes of this god, it is like a little milk cat.

It took about another ten minutes to pass the time, and at this time, Mu Zhaoling suddenly heard a powerful sound of the door closing.

Judging from the sound source, it should be Zhu Xuan's room, so far away, the sound is naturally much smaller, but his sense of hearing is sensitive.

Bad!

This girl will never close the door so hard, something will happen!

Sure enough, after a while, he heard a very rhythmic footsteps, Zhu Xuan was barefoot and still floating walking, under normal circumstances, there would be no footsteps......

Definitely on purpose!

Shrugging his body, he put down the book in his hand, it was really too abnormal, he had to wait for it.

The footsteps stopped, Zhu Xuan was behind the sofa where Mu Zhaoling was sitting, today she was wearing a white floral dress, her long hair hung down naturally, this hair was still so dark, and her fair skin complemented each other, so cute that it was heartwarming.

But the weird thing is that this girl is wearing shoes! and she is holding a laptop in her hand.

She was in front of Mu Zhaoling, and after the footsteps stopped, there was no more sound, but her eyes as pure and quiet as a glacial lake kept staring at him.

“！！！”

Mu Zhaoling felt like a mang on his back, uncomfortable no matter what, just like the discomfort he felt when he looked in the mirror and made him want to escape, Zhu Xuan's gaze made him feel similar.

When I saw her eyes, it was as if I saw myself, really, I was so weak that I didn't dare to look at it......

This kind of discomfort with Zhu Xuan behind him is still within his tolerance, but there is an even worse thing, there is a faint sweet smell on this girl's body, which has now drifted into his nose.

It's just a tingling of the scalp!

Definitely a conspiracy!

The other party didn't say a word, but he had to endure it as much as he could, it was unfair, and it was not good for him to continue, and it seemed that he had to break the deadlock again.

So, Mu Zhaoling pretended to be calm and turned around as if he was very casual.

Although I was mentally prepared, I was still shocked when I saw it.

Holding a black and white notebook with color separation in his hand, the cotton slippers under his feet are a pair of black and white at the front, these are all bought by Mu Zhaoling, he and Zhu Xuan each have a notebook, there are a lot of slippers, and now it seems that Zhu Xuan prefers black and white.

It's really unbelievable that this girl will take the initiative to wear shoes one day......

But what's even more weird is that her face is ...... Red?

Zhu Xuan blushed?!

This is really a rare spectacle, Mu Zhaoling suddenly turned from passive to active.

The eyes are fluttering, although subtle, but it can still be observed, overall, the number of drifts to the right is the most, that is, she has something to ask for?

Mu Zhaoling has a sense of superiority in holding the handle of others.

"Hmm~~?"

His eyes widened a little, and his head was a little back, this pompous appearance looked like he was startled by Zhu Xuan's sudden appearance, but judging from the teasing look on his face, this guy definitely did it on purpose.

Zhu Xuan's face turned even redder, and she finally had the courage to come down, but as soon as she saw the appearance of the giant spirit god who wanted to see her joke, she didn't dare to say her little idea, after all... She's a god, too... And it's still the kind of identity that has a lot of status......

- thin-skinned, ashamed and spoken.

The skin of these gods is like tearing down the east wall and repairing the west wall, thick in some places and thin in others.

This blushing look made Mu Zhaoling think of a very interesting and incredible thing.

"You can't make friends online, do you?"

Su Wen is mixed on the Internet, unrecognizable, and has many circles, no matter how strange the person is, there will not be only one, so he has reason to suspect that Zhu Xuan is someone who can talk to him.

Zhu Xuan's face turned even redder.

In this way, there is a chance that this will happen, ah... What to do, suddenly so interested.

"Male or female?"

However, Mu Zhaoling's gossip scared people, and the heat on her face made Zhu Xuan unable to stay any longer, she floated on the spot and turned around.

"It's just, thirsty. ”

There is still no trace of fireworks in the world, and it is still a treasure of words.

"......" After a pause, Zhu Xuan felt that just like this would make it seem that she was running away, in order to regain some majesty, she continued, "On the Internet, I saw your photo." ”

On the side of her face, the corners of her mouth hooked an arc of unknown meaning, "It's cute." ”

"!!", Zimu Zhaoling was really frightened at this moment.

He showed a slight fluster, "You're kidding, aren't you?"

Zhu Xuan ignored him, floated to the front of the refrigerator by herself, opened it, and used the non-attribute spiritual power to 'catch' out all the things that could be drunk directly, the low-density non-attribute spiritual power had no color, so it looked like these drinks were floating behind her, just like 'telekinesis'.

- The only thing you can drink is mango milk.

After sitting anxiously for a while, Mu Zhaoling couldn't hold back any longer, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on the search function, and quickly typed in the keywords 'Baiyu High School' and 'beautiful girl'.

- In a way, although he has always refused to admit it, his objective positioning of his appearance is quite clear.

And yet – the search page is stuck.

This mobile phone was still when he was just in junior high school, Lin Qingyu pulled him to buy it, three years have passed, the mobile phone has been updated, this mobile phone was a low-end machine at the time, and now it is even more unable to keep up with the times.

"I need a different phone. ”

Coldly abandoning this sentence, Mu Zhaoling ran back to the room and opened his notebook.

Zhu Xuan's is black and white, and his is a gradient color dominated by warm colors, these two were bought by him when he passed by the notebook flagship store for a task, and they are both one model.