Chapter 2155: Serving a bowl of Meng Po Tang 8

"Ama, when did you start making Mengpo soup? Have you ever seen me? Have I ever drunk?"
Xi Xi laughed a little when he heard Bai Mo's words.
He was born of one of her ribs, three drops of hard work, and the hard work of her predecessor Meng Gong. Today is the day he was born. How could he possibly have the previous memory?
I don't know if this is a small means of Pluto's envoy, not to let Bai Mo know exactly how he came from, only to make him think he was a normal person before?
Since Pluto is unwilling to say it, it is estimated that other negative differences will not be leaked.
Xi Xi decided to follow this plan given by Hades.
After all, no one wants to be told that they were created temporarily.
"Bai Mo, although I am Meng Po, I am not the eternal owner of this Huang Quan. I will leave Huang Quan someday in the future. There will be other Meng Po men and men before me, and I will have them after me. Before I became Meng Po, I haven't seen you and I haven't served Meng Po soup for you, so sorry, you probably asked the wrong person. "
"Oh ..." Bai Mo scratched his head and said with a little embarrassment: "Ama, don't say sorry, I should be the embarrassed person. I don't know if you will leave Huang Quan one day, I thought You are as immortal as the rest of the world ... "
"It's ok."
Xi Xi scooped a bowl of soup with a spoon and handed it to the white ink.
"Do you want to try?"
Bai Mo quickly waved his hand. "No, I just woke up. If I drink, wouldn't I forget you all?"
Xi Yan smiled slightly. "Anyway, we haven't known each other for a long time. Even if you forget it, you can know it again. Don't you want to try what the soup tastes like? You said it was fragrant."
Xi Yan knew very well that Bai Mo drinking this Meng Po Tang would not have any effect at all.
Bai Mo was born in a local government. He is essentially no different from those of Yin Yin, and even more advanced than Yin Yin.
Because he is the man of Meng Po Grandma.
The tip of Bai Mo's nose sniffed the scent of Meng Po Tang and couldn't help swallowing.
He reached over to take it, fearing that Xi Xie said in remorse: "Ah, if I really forget you after I drink, and forget my identity, then you must tell me!"
Xi Yan smiled and encouraged, "Drink, if you forget, I will tell you."
Bai Mo was relieved.
He set his sights on the fragrant Mengpo soup.
The clear soup reflected his handsome face.
White ink brought the bowl close to the lips, and the throat knot rolled up and down.
Cooing, and soon a bowl of soup drank.
After drinking, Bai Mo took a nap and wiped some wet lips with the back of his hand.
Xi You smiled and saw that he didn't speak.
Bai Mo looked at her in surprise, and then looked at the empty bowl in her hand, surprised in tone: "Ah? Grandma, don't you say that you will forget everything after drinking Meng Po Tang? Why do I remember you? Remember I am Who?"
Xi Yan thinks Bai Mo is really the type of dumb adorable, when he talks, his expression is rich and cute.
On him, handsomeness and cuteness can coexist.
"Then you say, who are you?" Xi Yan teased Bai Mo.
"Well, do you ask my name or my identity?" Bai Mo put the bowl on the wooden table and sat down on the stool to watch Xi.
"casual."
"Then my name is Bai Mo, and my identity is the husband of Grandma."