Xiaonaibao's memory was much better than that of him. He reminded: "yam has gone to make fish soup."

"Why fish soup?" Mu Jiuge asked reflexively.

Xiaonaibao

Isn't it the man who asked yam to make fish soup just now?

But the sound is the same.

Before he knew it, he listened to Mu Jiuge and muttered, "I really want to drink fish soup. Sure enough, yam is the most intimate. Knowing that his ninth master woke up and wanted to drink fish soup, he went to prepare it ahead of time. " Then he stood up from the ebony coffin and stretched.

The little milk bag is square!

Is he amnesia or is he hallucinating.

Mu Jiuge stretched out and saw that xiaonaibao was still standing in the same place. He walked towards him and picked him up from the ground with a big hand.

After Jing Chuan changed his life for him, his body temperature was not as cold as mu Qianxun, and he could control his body temperature at will.

June was the hottest day of the year. Although he couldn't feel it at all, he kept his temperature cool.

It's not only not hot for him to hold the small milk bag in his arms, but also cool for his father to hold it in his arms. "You are the real ninth master, aren't you?" she asked

Having learned from the experience of yam, he felt more relieved to ask clearly.

Mu Jiuge was sincere and answered, "the goods are real and the price is real."

After getting his affirmation, xiaonaibao immediately asked about the doubts she had been accumulating in her mind for several days.

"Why did you send the coffin to my father last time? And what are you looking for this time? Ugly women say that you are a bad person. Bad people are not allowed to bully dad. "

Mu Jiuge gazed at him and held it for a long time before he asked: "who is your father? Who is the ugly woman? "

"My father's name is mu Qianxun. Ugly woman... "By the way, I can't remember the name of the ugly woman“ The ugly woman is a very special woman. "

"Ugly but special woman. That's a very ugly woman Mu Jiuge nodded his head.

Xiaonaibao was black with his words, and he never knew how to understand it.

"She's not ugly. Forget it, that's not the point. You haven't told me, why did you send the coffin to my father? What are you looking for this time? "

Mu Jiuge originally wanted to ask him, who is his father? When the words came to his lips, he thought that his father was mu Qianxun. That is, his great nephew, ah Xun.

But, why can't he remember that his great nephew and grandson still have a "daughter".

Was he born behind his back?

"I didn't send a Xun's coffin. I didn't come here to find him this time."

"That..." xiaonaibao looks at the ebony coffin in the room, remembers the picture of Mu Jiuge coming out of the coffin just now, and immediately realizes that Mu Jiuge's coffin may not be prepared for his father.

When he thought about it, he would skip the question and ask the next one.

"It's not for Dad. Who is it for?"

"To find..."

ok

He forgot again.

Thinking, he saw yam back in the yard, and quickly asked: "yam, who am I looking for?"

In the face of his sudden and unreasonable question, yam naturally can't answer it.

Know to ask Mu Jiuge, Mu Jiuge himself may have forgotten the question, he directly on the small milk bag, said: "what question did you ask Jiuye?"

"Ask him if he's not looking for Dad. Who is he looking for?" Xiaonaibao is very cooperative and repeats his question just now.