Chapter 2157: A bowl of Mengpo soup10

"It doesn't matter." Bai Mo sat up abruptly and looked at Xi Yan seriously and said, "I am your husband-in-law, and I have lost my previous memories. That is, the one who opened my eyes when I woke up. From the moment, it is destined that all my memories are related to you. Since I do n’t know what my attributes are, and you like dogs, then I am a dog for my pleasure, I do n’t think there is any problem. Make you happy Isn't that what I should do as a husband-in-law? "
Bai Mo's eyes were clear and serious. When he looked at Xi Yan, he focused, as if the world was left with Xi Yan and him alone.
This whole-hearted feeling is only for one person, it is too beautiful.
"Okay, you said that. What other reasons do I have to refuse?" Xi Xi smiled and shook his head, "Sleep."
"Huh!" Bai Mo focused his head and lay on the quilt again.
Xi Biao blew out the candlelight and went to bed.
"Ama."
In the dark, the sound of white ink sounded softly.
"Huh?" Xi Xi on the bed snorted.
"Call me Amo later."
"it is good."
After a while, Bai Mo reluctantly asked, "Don't you ask me why?"
Xi Yan's voice was a bit unsmiling and helpless, "Why?"
"Because your name is Imam, but my name is white ink, it doesn't sound like a match at all. But if it's an Im, one imam, one immo, don't you think they are a good match?
"Okay, Momo."
"Good night, Grandma."
"good night."
Bai Mo closed his eyes contentedly, and soon fell into sleep.
He felt himself walking into darkness.
Although it was dark all around, he could feel that he was "walking".
He doesn't know where it is, isn't he sleeping? He also said good night to Imam.
Without letting Bai Mo think about it for a long time, there was a flash of light and shadow.
These lights and shadows flashed extremely fast, and the white ink could not see what they were.
just--
His left chest began to tingle.
That's where the heart is.
Bai Mo covering his heart was strange and surprised.
What are those fast-moving lights and shadows?
Why did he have such a big response without seeing it clearly?
The heart ... it hurts.
Suddenly there was a familiar scent from the tip of the nose. White ink raised his head, looking at the dark surroundings, and frowning to himself: "Meng Po Tang ..."
After saying these three words, Bai Mo suddenly awakened.
The sunlight outside the window was so bright that he couldn't help but reach out to block the light, and slowly adjusted his eyes to such a dazzling light.
He looked subconsciously on the bed, but found that the quilt was already neatly folded.
Where is Grandma?
Bai Mo quickly got up and went downstairs.
The rich scent came from the kitchen, it was the scent of Mengpo soup.
Bai Mo is a bit stunned.
Just now when he was dreaming, he smelled the scent of Meng Po Tang. Did it awaken him from a nightmare?
"Meng Meng, I really know that I am wrong, I regret it, I changed, can you not put me into the eighteenth floor of hell? I really ca n’t take that bitter !!!
A terrible cry came, and Bai Mo went down the stairs and walked where the sound came from.
Xi Yan was sitting at the wooden table, his eyes were thin and his expression was indifferent.
"The book of life describes your sins in life, and the book of death sets the date of your death. It is impossible for me to know whether you will enter the eighteenth layer of hell.