Chapter 2189: Serving a Bowl of Meng Po Soup 42

"Dark night?" Bai Mo was also very strange to the name. He frowned and looked at Shangguanhao, wondering, "Who is he?"
"How do I know who he is? This name is pronounced from your mouth, okay?" Shangguan Hao looked disgusted. "Did you not sleep well last night? Drinking a bowl of Mengpo soup can bring out the spirit It's normal, I think you've lost your mind. "
This time, Bai Mo rarely raised the bar with Shangguan Hao.
He put down the empty bowl, rubbed his temples with his hands, and said to himself, "Did I sleep well last night? But I did not dream in the middle of the night ..."
"Ahem." Shang Guanhao suddenly got serious, he leaned closer to Bai Mo and asked in a tentative tone: "Well, let me ask you something."
"What?" Bai Mo was now out of state, and returned subconsciously.
"Ahem, I ask you, where have you and Grandma come from now?"
"Which step?" Bai Mo was confused by Shangguan Hao. "Is there any more steps?"
"Of course!" Shang Guanhao exaggeratedly said, "Of course it is from shallow to deep, from far to near, which step have you and Grandma got?"
"Just ... probably far away." Bai Mo thought of where he slept and Xi Xi's bed, which was really far enough away.
As long as Grandma lay down, he also lay down. It took a lot of effort to see Grandma's face.
"Hum, then I'm relieved." Shangguan Hao patted his heart.
When Bai Mo thought of Zi Shengyan before, he said, "Shangguanhao, what do you think about having a baby?"
"..." Shang Guanhao looked at him in shock, "You say it again?"
"What do you think about having a baby? If I were born with Grandma ..."
"You shut up! You ... you you you are actually in front of me this kind of sad thing!" Shang Guanhao's expression was distraught, "You all have grandma, you are sleeping with grandma You're happy enough! Isn't this happiness good in your heart? You said that you and Ayi are far away, and now you have a child, you ... you! "
Shangguan Hao was angry and sad.
Bai Mo: "..."
Originally, I wanted to ask Shangguan Hao whether he knew how to have children. Now it seems, let's forget it.
Let him live in the world of his brain.
Bai Moning would rather never know how to have a child with Xi Yi, nor would he like to see Shang Guanhao mocking him.
Seeing that Guan Hao was sad, he was very happy.
At this moment, Bai Mo's ears seemed to sound a string of dense names.
He only remembered the name Shangguanhao told him: Dark Night.
Who is the dark night?
Why did these names appear after he drank Meng Po Tang?
Could it be said that other people will lose their memory after drinking Meng Po Tang, and after drinking Meng Po Tang, they will recall their previous memories?
Although this is only a conjecture of Bai Mo, this conjecture is more and more lingering in his mind.
He wanted to try it out and see if he could really restore his previous memories?
Bai Mo's mouth did not say, but in fact he still wanted to know who he was.
So, regardless of the sorrowful Shangguan Hao, he went into the kitchen by himself and came to the big pot where Mengpo soup was cooked.
He filled himself with a bowl of Meng Po Tang, raised his head, and drank it as he had just done.
It ’s just that this bowl has no effect, just like the water with good taste.
Then come another bowl.
After Bai Mo drank the tenth bowl, his hands softened and the bowl fell to the ground. He fell down against the wall as if drunk.