Ye Ziheng shook his head with a helpless expression on his face.

This kind of thing, even if he wants to break his head, I'm afraid it's impossible to come up with a result. I'd better wait until tomorrow and ask Yang Cheng himself after entering school.

Back upstairs, ye Ziheng finds he Xiaan lying on the sofa and sleeping quietly. In her arms, Xiao Kui looks helplessly at ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng smiles gently, walks to he Xiaan's side, gently picks her up, but may be too tired to cry, plus the reason of military training in the daytime, she does not wake up, until ye Ziheng hugs her to the bed in the guest room, she is still asleep.

With a long sigh, ye Ziheng walked out of the guest room, and then Xiao Kui immediately welcomed him. He looked aggrieved and begged for ye Ziheng's warm embrace.

Ye Ziheng shook his head helplessly, with a wry smile on his face, but he also had to hold up Xiaokui.

Touched his hair, let Xiaokui comfortable in his arms for a while, then ye Ziheng put Xiaokui down.

And Xiaokui also behaved very sensible, did not complain anything, quietly went to ye Ziheng's room, then jumped to bed and went to sleep.

But ye Ziheng can't sleep. Today's cultivation hasn't started yet. Where can he sleep.

So ye Ziheng sat cross legged on the ground and practiced for two hours. He waited until his ultimate degree of completion in Dantian changed from 9% to 11%, and his physical strength changed from 44w to 46W before lying down on the bed with his tired body.

The next morning, ye Ziheng woke up, opened his eyes and smacked his lips. He sat up from the bed, but saw a man standing at the door.

Ye Ziheng was suddenly shocked by the person who suddenly appeared. He subconsciously yanked the quilt, but soon remembered that he didn't take off his clothes when he slept last night, and then put the quilt down again.

"I left the door open and came in."

He Xiaan said, with a hint of apology on his face.

Ye Ziheng scratched his head, because most of the time he was alone at home. In addition to the door of the house, other doors were rarely closed.

"So, are you ok?"

Ye Ziheng looks up to he Xiaan and asks to change the topic.

He Xia'an looks at ye Ziheng, silent for a long time, and finally nods.

"Well."

"Well, have you had breakfast?"

He Xiaan shook his head.

"Then I'll do it for you."

Say, then get up from the bed, walk to the kitchen, began to make breakfast.

He Xiaan picked up the sunflower which was still sleeping on the bed of Ye Ziheng, then went to the side of Ye Ziheng and watched ye Ziheng make breakfast.

"You can also make breakfast."

He Xiaan said behind ye Ziheng.

"Ah, I used to be at home, so I taught myself a little cooking skills. Although it's not very good, I can still eat some noodles."

He Xiaan continued to watch beside ye Ziheng. After five or six minutes, the noodles were cooked, and the leaves came out in three equal parts. Then he put them on the table, but he seemed to think of something else. He turned around and looked at the little sunflower in his arms, thought for a while, and took another bowl to the ground.

Seeing this scene, he Xiaan realized something too, and hurriedly said.

"It's OK. Let Xiao Kui eat at the table."

Ye Ziheng listened, nodded, and then raised the bowl of noodles.