"Do I feel the same way about other girls? I don't think so. " White ink seriously thought about this possibility.

"But I haven't met any other girls except a Ying. Why don't you let me have a try? If I could have that mindset, maybe I would have said

As soon as Bai Mo finished speaking, he heard the sound of Xi Ying throwing the spoon into the pot.

"Ah! Ah Ying, did you throw the spoon in White ink is too anxious.

The soup pot can be said to be very deep, if the spoon is thrown directly into it, you can't take it out without pouring out all the soup.

"Throw it in." Xi Ying's tone was flat and she turned around and left.

"Ah Ying, do you care about the spoon? Don't you mean to teach me how to make Mengpo soup

"No matter, no teaching."

While speaking, Xi Ying has gone upstairs.

"A Ying?" White ink doesn't know what happened.

Mingming is still talking well. He can see a smile on her lips.

How good the mood is bad?

At this time, someone knocked on the door to come in.

"Hello, where is this

Bai Mo, who has seen Xi Ying receive people's souls, knows that this is the soul who wants to drink Mengpo soup and cross the Naihe bridge.

But now a Ying looks in a bad mood, so the possibility of her coming down for reception is very low.

Ah, it's better to be brave!

"Coming!" White ink should a, go to open the door.

Xi Ying stands at the door, looking at the white ink under busy East and West.

No one taught me that white ink was in a hurry, even when she was serving Mengpo soup, she accidentally scalded her hand.

But Xi Ying did not go down to help.

Who let Bai Mo say that he might say that to other girls?

Although Xi Ying knew that Bai Mo was just saying that, and in his "life", he did not see other girls.

But Xi Ying was not happy.

If you are not happy, don't bear it, just let him know.

In this way, when he said similar words again, he would weigh it in advance to see whether he wanted to say it or not.

Xi Ying doesn't realize that her attitude towards white ink is a relationship between training and being taught.

She was the one who was trained, and Bai Mo was the one who was trained.

After Bai Mo finally sent the human soul away, Xi Ying came downstairs.

"Ah Ying, there was a soul just now. When I saw you go to have a rest, I helped you to receive it. Although the process was a little bad, but at last he was sent away. "

White ink pointed to the tea bowl over the table, laughing a little silly, more naive.

Xi Ying's eyes were on his fingers.

That finger was scalded when Sheng Mengpo soup, white ink has been busy with people's soul, there is no time to bandage, and now a small blister has been scalded.

White ink see Xi Ying to see his hand, oneself also see past.

After seeing the small blister, quickly put the finger back, but accidentally touched the blister, could not help but "hiss".

He raised his head to Xi Ying and giggled: "it's OK. I'm a big man. I'll go through such a small pain and tolerance."

Xi Ying ignored him and went upstairs.

White ink looked at her determined to leave the back, some stuffy heart, also some lost.

He said it was not in the way. Did a Ying really believe that it was not in the way?

White ink raised his finger, the blister on it was very swollen.

In fact, he felt pain when dealing with human soul affairs.

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