Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

The first ray of sunlight in the morning lazily passed through the window, illuminating the house with a golden color, warm and full of vitality.

Outside the window, birds were chirping among the trees. The dew on the leaves had not yet fallen, and it sparkled in the sunlight.

Zhang Qiling turned sideways and looked at Han Yan quietly. She rested her head in his arms, sleeping peacefully with even breathing sounds.

His eyes were tender and full of love when he looked at her.

Han Yan leaned slightly into his arms, and her soft breath just happened to spray on his chest, causing waves of hot and unbearable itchiness.

He could feel the temperature of her body, hot, reaching his heart, stirring up a warm current that rushed rapidly through his body.

A tingling and numb feeling instantly spread throughout his body. He closed his eyes and took several deep breaths, trying his best to suppress the anger in his body.

Zhang Qiling held her motionlessly, unwilling to let go for a moment.

He originally thought that he would never see her again in this life, but now, his old friend suddenly returned, sweeping away the sorrow in his heart, leaving only joy in his heart.

"Hmm? Bro, when did you wake up? The sun is out."

Han Yan opened her sleepy eyes, glanced at the sunlight pouring into the room through the window, and propped herself up to sit up.

She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes. The quilt slipped off, and her skin was like a layer of misty moonlight, exuding a faint dreamy beauty.

Zhang Qiling walked back with the clothes in his hand, and when he looked at her fair and smooth arms, he felt his breath catch in his throat.

His usual cold expression was gone, and his eyes were dark and tinged with lust.

"Yan Yan, get dressed. I'll make breakfast."

"it is good."

As soon as Han Yan took the clothes he handed over, he turned around and left in a hurry, and his back revealed a hint of fleeing.

She looked at his departing back, and then, as if she suddenly remembered something, she burst out laughing.

"Huh, why didn't you seem shy last night?"

She endured the pain all over her body, quickly put on her clothes, slowly walked into the kitchen on the first floor, and looked at Zhang Qiling who was standing in a daze in front of the refrigerator.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

She walked forward puzzled, and the moment she saw the empty refrigerator, a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on her face.

"Why is there nothing in the refrigerator? Don't you and Master usually buy groceries and cook?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head slightly, pursed his lips and pointed at the wok that was covered with a thin layer of ash.

“I always buy food outside.”

Han Yan frowned and touched the pot lid, and her fingertips were instantly stained with a light dust. She turned her head to look at Zhang Qiling in surprise, and imitated the fat man and gave him a thumbs up.

"You guys...really live so casually. Let's go out for breakfast and buy some groceries. I guess Wu Xie and the others won't wake up yet."

"Well, let's go."

Zhang Qiling naturally took her hand, and the two of them walked out of the house hand in hand, strolling along the West Lake in the breeze.

Hanyan looked around at the surrounding scenery, houses, and people, with a satisfied smile on her face all the time.

"After all these years, this place is still the same as before. It hasn't changed much. Brother, have you been out since you came back?"

"No, I'm alone and don't want to go out."

Zhang Qiling's gaze always stayed on her. He had the best eyes. He usually looked cold and his emotions were all written in his eyes.

Looking at it at this moment, it is as dazzling as scattered diamonds and a little intoxicating. Even a person with a heart as hard as a rock will be moved when seeing it.

"Young man, watch where you're going."

"Yeah. I know."

He agreed readily, but had no intention of taking any action. His affectionate eyes were still staring at her.

Han Yan turned her head and looked at him helplessly. Her clear eyes seemed to be engraved with countless gorgeous scenery. She looked gentle and charming, and contained a love as brilliant as fireworks.

"Brother..."

"Ok?"

Zhang Qiling looked puzzled and asked her silently. She smiled slightly with a cunning look in her smile.

Before he could react, he was caught off guard and was gently pushed forward by her, almost hitting the willow tree next to him.

"Hahaha... I told you to watch the road and you didn't listen. Didn't I tell you before that you can't trust someone unconditionally? Look, this is what it means to not listen to the advice of elders, and you're suffering now."

Zhang Qiling looked at her smiling face, and memories of the past emerged. It was when he was fourteen years old. They went out to roam the wild and went to the ancient city of Sizhou together to find the bronze bell that belonged to the clan leader.

On the way out of the ancient city of Sizhou, she took him through the twists and turns of the ancient city. He followed her without asking any reason, not worrying at all about encountering any fatal danger.

At that time, she told him to never trust someone unconditionally in the future. She said, what if the person he trusted stabbed him in the back.

And in the face of her long-winded muttering, he just said firmly: No, I only believe in you!

The past and the present overlapped with each other, he stared at her with a smile on her face, they were still themselves, after many years and countless changes, they were still together.

Thinking of this, he felt filled with joy. The chaotic hustle and bustle around him disappeared, and there was only the person in front of him in his heart and eyes.

"Yanyan..."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head and thought, No, I just wanted to call your name.

"Let's go, let's go directly to the market. The breakfast shop at the entrance of the market has the best braised pork buns. I wonder if the taste has changed."

Han Yan put her arm around Zhang Qiling and walked forward with a smile. She felt his burning gaze and chuckled helplessly, allowing him to look at her without wavering.

As the sun rose, they strolled hand in hand in the bustling market. Their eyes occasionally met, and it seemed as if the whole world had become quiet, leaving only the resonance of their two hearts.

"Everything is bought, let's go home."

"it is good."

In the quiet kitchen, they whispered softly, their eyes on each other were like blooming flowers, full of tenderness, and their smiles to each other were as light and floating as petals.

Wu Xie and Fatty woke up one after another. They rubbed their swollen temples, sighed, and looked at the dazzling sunlight outside the house.

"It's almost noon, Fatty, get up, the guys are cooking."

"Stop joking. The little brother has been back for several months. When have you seen him enter the kitchen? The pots and pans are all covered with dust."

The fat man mumbled in a daze, turned over and prepared to continue sleeping.

Wu Xie carefully sniffed the aroma of food floating in the air, and became more certain of what he was thinking. There was someone cooking in the kitchen.

The taste of food at home is completely different from that in restaurants outside.