"Ah Ying, when did you start making Mengpo soup? Have you met me? Have I ever had one? "

Xi Ying wants to laugh at Bai Mo's words.

He is a rib of hers, three drops of painstaking efforts and the painstaking efforts of the former Duke Meng. Today is the day of his birth. How could he have the memory of the past?

I don't know if it's a trick of Hades to keep white ink from knowing how he came from, but to make him feel that he was a normal person before?

Since Hades is not willing to say, then the other Yin difference is estimated not to leak.

So Xi Ying decided to follow the plan given by Hades.

After all, no one wants to be told that they were made temporarily.

"White ink, although I am Meng Po, I am not the eternal master of the netherworld. One day in the future, I will also leave the netherworld. There are other Mencius before me, and there will be after me. Before I became Mengpo, I didn't see you or serve you Mengpo soup, so I'm sorry, you probably asked the wrong person. "

"Oh..." White ink scratched his head and said, "Ah Ying, don't say sorry. I'm the one who should be embarrassed. I didn't know that you would leave the netherworld one day. I thought you were as old as any other Yin devils... "

"It doesn't matter."

Xi Ying scooped out a bowl of soup with a spoon and handed it to Bai mo.

"Would you like to try it?"

White ink quickly waved his hand, "can't, I just wake up, if I drink, then I don't forget you?"

Xi Ying smiles. "Anyway, we have not known each other for a long time. Even if you forget, you can get to know each other again. Don't you want to try this soup? You said it was fragrant. "

Xi Ying's heart is very clear, white ink drink this Mengpo soup will not have any effect at all.

White ink was born in the underworld. In essence, he is no different from those Yin differences, and even higher than Yin difference.

Because he is a man of Meng Po a Ying.

The nose of white ink sniffs the fragrance of Mengpo soup and can't help swallowing.

"Ah Ying, if I really forget you and my identity after I drink it, you must tell me!" he said

"Drink it. If you forget it, I'll tell you."

White ink just put down his mind.

He turned his eyes to the fragrant bowl of Mengpo soup.

The clear soup reflected his handsome face.

The white ink put the bowl close to the lip, and the throat knot rolled up and down.

Gudu, gudu, soon a bowl of soup is finished.

After drinking, white ink made a hiccup and wiped some moist lips with the back of his hand.

Xi Ying looked at him with a light smile.

Bai Mo looked at her in surprise, and then looked at the empty bowl in her hand. Her voice was surprised: "ah? A Ying, don't you say that you will forget everything after drinking Mengpo soup? Why do I remember you? Remember who I am? "

Xi Ying thinks that white ink really belongs to the type of Dai Meng, and his expression is rich and lovely.

In him, handsome and lovely can coexist.

"Who are you, then?" Xi Ying teases Bai mo.

"Well, do you want my name or my identity?" White ink put the bowl on the wooden table and sat on the stool to see the mat tassel.

"Whatever."

"My name is Bai Mo, and my identity is a Ying's husband."

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