Naruto: Nine Yang Thunder God

When she got home, she found that Night had fallen asleep on her back. She smiled helplessly and placed Night gently on the bed. She covered him with the blanket and went into the shower room.    

    

As dusk fell, the lights of the Misty Village began to slowly appear. The lights were uneven and yellow. The smoke from the cookhouse finally brought a bit of life to the Misty Village.    

    

By the time he woke up that night, three hours had passed. Zhaomei Ming was preparing dinner. She was busy in the kitchen, wearing an apron. The pots and pans clanged.    

    

At this moment, it was as if the night had once again seen his wife from his previous life. For a moment, she was stunned and tears involuntarily flowed down her face. Her heart felt somewhat stifled.    

    

However, he immediately wiped away the tears on his face. He did not want to be seen as a joke by Mei Ming.    

    

"Yo, you're awake. Come, let's eat!" Turning around, Zhao Meiming smiled sweetly when she saw that Ye had already woken up. She extended her hand and called out to Ye.    

    

"Coming!"    

    

Ye Xiao replied softly. After putting on his shoes, he walked into the shower and poured a handful of cold water on his face to cover the traces of his tears.    

    

Although the scene before his eyes was warm, it was based on the fact that Zhao Meiming hadn't discovered Ye Mo's true identity. If Ye Mo's identity was revealed, then the only outcome awaiting him would be Zhao Meiming melting into blood!    

    

Zhao Meiming's Melting Escape and Boiling Escape were extremely powerful. Ye Mo was very clear that Ye Mo was able to break through the Susanoo. He didn't dare to risk his life to try that kind of powerful kekkei genkai that had a terrifying defensive power.    

    

"But, why do I feel like I'm falling in love with this kind of warm atmosphere?" Ye Xiao looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly realized that he was actually enjoying this kind of atmosphere.    

    

"Come and eat quickly, why are you dawdling!" Looking at Mei Ming's urging voice, it came over.    

    

"Coming!"    

    

Ye Xiao replied softly. He hurriedly spat out the water from his mouth, wiped the water off his face, and walked out.    

    

"Here, your rice!"    

    

That night, when he arrived at the dining table, Zhao Meiming had already prepared the meal and placed it in front of him. This made Ye Xiao a little uncomfortable. It had been a long time since he felt like he was being taken care of like this.    

    

All along, he had been busy increasing his strength. He did not have time to care about the quality of his life. He lived a muddleheaded life. Only now did he feel like he was living like a person.    

    

"Thank you!" Ye Xiao caught the bowl with both hands and thanked him with a smile on his face.    

    

"Hehe, so cute!" Hearing this, Zhao Meiming couldn't help but be stunned for a moment before rubbing Ye Mo's hair.    

    

However, a warm feeling couldn't help but flow through her heart. The word 'thank you' had not been said to her for a long time.    

    

"Eat! After eating, I'll buy you some clothes, take a shower, and then accompany me shopping!" Zhao Meiming said to Ye Xiao.    

    

"Un!"    

    

Ye nodded and went to eat.    

    

"He really is a cold and indifferent child!" Seeing this, Zhao Meiming helplessly shook her head and just like Ye Xiao, she also quietly immersed herself in enjoying the delicacies.    

    

Thirty minutes later.    

    

After finishing the meal, Ye Xiao cleaned up the table and washed the bowls and chopsticks. Then, he sorted them and put them away.    

    

"Not bad, quite self-conscious!" Seeing this, Zhao Meiming rubbed Ye's head and smiled in satisfaction.    

    

However, Ye Yun's Byakugan was exchanged for. In his previous life and current life, he was already thirty years old. However, being praised by a woman who was twelve years younger than him made him somewhat depressed.    

    

"Alright, let's go. It's rare for us to be free. Let's go shopping and buy clothes!" Zhao Meiming held Ye Mo's hand and walked outside. She did not ask for Ye Mo's opinion at all.    

    

Ye Mo felt as if his palm was wrapped in soft and warm silk. It was extremely comfortable. It was hard to imagine that this was a pair of killing hands.    

    

The misty street shopping mall was obviously not as exquisite as the wooden leaves. However, there were not many people. There were all kinds of goods and a variety of items. It was a dazzling sight to behold.