Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 792 (Extra) Little Lover
Zhou Ling finished dinner, and Murong Yao also came down.

When he saw what Zhou Ling made, he was almost so angry that his hair straightened.

"Instant noodles?"

Zhou Ling shrugged, "I can only cook this, you can forget if you don't eat."

Murong Yao took a deep breath, strode over and snatched her chopsticks, took the bowl and started to eat the boiled instant noodles.

In the middle of the meal, Murong Yao's cell phone rang, Zhou Ling glanced at it, and it was written on the screen - Wei Xun.

Murong Yao didn't hide either, she picked up the phone and answered it, her tone was too gentle for this.

"what happened?"

"Where are you, I miss you." Wei Xunde's voice was particularly tired.

Murong Yao frowned, put down his chopsticks, got up and walked towards the door.

It wasn't until he saw his car leaving at the door that the smile on Zhou Ling's face gradually disappeared.

From the first time he saw Murong Yao, Zhou Ling had been thinking about him all the time. This feeling was not like love at first sight, but it was very familiar, so familiar that she wanted to possess him crazily.

Coupled with the fact that people from Zhou's house kept urging the marriage, it was logical for her to trick Murong Yao over.

But whenever she saw Murong Yao, she felt a different kind of feeling in her heart, like guilt, but also like distressed.

All in all, it's a mess.

Zhou Ling knew where Murong Yao had gone, but she was not in the mood to care about those things now.
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In the middle of the night, Murong Yao came back unexpectedly.

Zhou Ling just lay on the sofa and watched TV. She applied for annual leave after Wei Shoucheng's incident, which lasted for one month. She was also tired and worked continuously for several years without rest. have a good rest.

When Murong Yao came home, seeing her still nesting here, he frowned.

"What's the matter, are you upset that I wasted your home appliances?" Zhou Ling choked before he could speak first.

Murong Yao's expression darkened, his indifferent eyes flicked past her, and he loosened his tie to prepare to go upstairs.

"I thought you were going to live with your little lover today."

Murong Yao paused, turned around and asked in a deep voice, "Who do you call the little lover?"

"Wei Xun." Zhou Ling uttered a crisp sound as he ate the melon in his mouth.

The man was stern, "You'd better keep your mouth shut!"

"Isn't it?" Zhou Ling turned around in surprise, "Looking for my husband in the middle of the night, and I don't come back until almost twelve o'clock. It depends on how much you can give so hard."

"Zhou Ling, if it wasn't for you, my wife would be Wei Xun, so you'd better pay attention to your way of speaking and wording!"

Murong Yao stopped arguing with her, went upstairs and slammed the door of the master bedroom.

Zhou Ling's eyes were cold, and there was a chill.

Why did she want to tear them apart when she heard him say 'my wife will be Wei Xun'?

What Zhou Ling didn't know was that in her subconscious mind, Murong Yao was already hers.

And what she didn't know was that she fell in love with Murong Yao at first sight.

If not, tonight one will sleep in the master bedroom and the other will sleep on the sofa.

When Murong Yao woke up, he opened the door and wanted to go downstairs, but a puddle of water came from nowhere. He never expected that there would be water at the door, so he stepped on it and decisively threw a vertical fork.

In an instant, the burning pain from the crotch made Murong Yao's eyes straighten, and his face turned pale.

Hearing the thud, Zhou Ling in the kitchen couldn't help laughing, and poked his head out to see the door of the master bedroom on the second floor.

"My husband practices exercises early in the morning? It's really admirable!"

"Zhou Ling!" A furious roar spread throughout the villa.

(End of this chapter)