"Refrigerator." His voice was as indifferent as ever. After leaving these two words behind, he ignored her and walked straight to the second floor.

Zhao Lingxi made a face at his back.

I don’t understand why even at home, he looks like the whole world owes him millions.

Walking into the open kitchen nearby, she saw a refrigerator that was larger than her wardrobe.

Reaching out to open the refrigerator door, she expected to see a refrigerator full of sumptuous food.

But what caught my eye was...

Well, the refrigerator is indeed full, but the variety is a bit too monotonous...

It’s all distilled water!!! Distilled water!!! A refrigerator full of bottles of distilled water!!!

What a dull and boring man!!!!

She took out a bottle, opened it, and took a sip. She felt like she was being activated from the top of her head to the soles of her feet, and she winced.

Really cold!!!

After taking two sips from a bottle of water, she couldn't swallow it, so she used it to cool her face and reduce swelling.

Turning back to the hall, Qin Muchu was no longer present, and the whole hall seemed a bit empty.

But this way, Zhao Lingxi felt a lot more comfortable.

Her tired body fell down on the sofa. Contrary to what she imagined, the black oak sofa was not as tough as it seemed on the surface.

Her whole body instantly fell into the soft sofa.

If only Qin Muchu were like this sofa...

Realizing her terrible thought, she shook her head instantly.

Who is Qin Muchu?

The demon king who kills both black and white, his bones are just like his appearance, like an ice cube.

That temper is like a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard.

How could she imagine that he would be as soft as a sofa?

I patted my forehead. It was too late at night and people tend to have random thoughts. Go to sleep, go to sleep...

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Qin Muchu finished washing and walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a white bath towel. After being ironed by hot water, the fair skin on his slightly open chest showed a healthy rosiness.

Walking to the closet, he took out a set of light gray pajamas and put them on. Just as he was about to turn around, his eyes caught sight of the neatly folded blanket under the closet.

After hesitating for a moment, he took the blanket out, turned around, left the room, and walked downstairs.

At this time, the lights in the hall downstairs had automatically been adjusted to the darkest level. A faint orange light shot down from the hollow ceiling, and scattered on the sofa, forming a shallow halo.

Qin Muchu saw the little figure curled up on the sofa at a glance.

The night in May is a bit cool.

Especially since his villa was still surrounded by towering trees, the gloomy atmosphere was even worse.

He walked slowly to her side. At this time, Zhao Lingxi was already asleep.

The warm light illuminated the red and swollen skin of her face almost transparently. Her big and smart eyes were closed at this moment, and her long eyelashes gently covered her lower eyelids.

The delicate and small nose still has a hint of stubbornness, lying just in the middle of her small face. The plump and pink lips are slightly opened, and a trace of clear silver escapes silently from the corner of her mouth...

Compared with her previous liveliness and liveliness, her expression at this moment was as calm and as gentle as a pool of spring water.

But the color on her face made her look a little funny.
Chapter completed!