Quickly wear this bowl of dog blood, I'm done

Chapter 82 Want to kill me to preach?no doors (19)

Gou Xue, who had lost all her memory, was at a loss because her mind was blank and she could not remember anything.

Only the sliver of common sense left in her subconscious made her wonder who she really was, where she was, and why she was here.

Gou Xue thought for a long time but couldn't come up with an answer. Just as she was about to get out of bed, she saw the door opened.

A handsome young man in fluttering white clothes walked in with a white jade bowl containing half a bowl of Lingmi porridge.

"Tu'er woke up, but is there any discomfort? Is your body still hurting?"

Mo Wushuang lowered his head and looked at Gou Xue, his expression gentle and concerned.

"Fuck! Is this still Mo Wushuang? Why did you change your profile?"

Someone was shocked and seriously suspected that it might be opened in the wrong way.

"who are you?"

Gou Xue said in a daze.

"My name is Mo Wushuang, I am the elder of Qingyun Sect, and also your master."

Mo Wushuang smiled slightly and spoke softly.

"Master?"

Gou Xue seems to have a little impression of this title, but still can't remember anything.

"I can't remember, why don't I remember anything?"

The more Gou Xue thought about this question, the more flustered she became, and the more anxious she became to know the answer.

"Isn't it because you are too naughty? Master didn't let you go out to play, so you sneaked out to play, but accidentally fell off the side of Wushuang Peak. If Master didn't find out in time, you might not be able to wake up .”

Mo Wushuang explained helplessly.

"Absolutely, there is no flaw in this lie."

So-and-so finally knew what was going on with Mo Wushuang.

He knew what kind of master Gou Xue liked, so he simply disguised himself as the type she liked, making it easier for Gou Xue, who had lost his memory, to trust him.

"Are you saying that I can't remember the past because I injured my head?"

Gou Xue didn't feel any pain in her head, but she did feel a little uncomfortable, so she reluctantly believed what Mo Wushuang said.

"Yes, but it doesn't matter. Master will find a way to help you get your memory back."

Mo Wushuang sat down beside Hanyu's bed, handed the white jade bowl to Gou Xue, and said softly, "This is the spiritual rice porridge that Master cooked for you, it is good for healing your wounds, drink it while it's hot."

"Thank you."

Gou Xue took the warm Lingmi porridge and thanked her with a smile, but for some reason, she couldn't add the title of master after it, as if there was a voice in her subconscious telling her not to call him master.

"If it's not enough, you can tell the master, and the master will give you some more."

Mo Wushuang looked at her gently, and reached out to gently stroke her head.

"Ah."

Gou Xue lowered her head subconsciously, and began to sip the porridge.

"It seems that he really cooked this bowl of Lingmi porridge by himself... He can act up to this level in acting. He deserves to be the hero of the original novel. He is really terrifying."

So-and-so switched his perspective to the luxurious version of the kitchen that comes with the Wushuang Hall and took a look. The leftover Lingmi porridge was still warming on the white marble stove. It is certain that Mo Wushuang cooked the Lingmi porridge himself.

"Fortunately, I took measures in advance to restore Gou Xue's original memory. Otherwise, I'm afraid Gou Xue will be completely conquered."

So-and-so is extremely fortunate that it took emergency protection measures in time.

It remembered that Gou Xue said that if someone with good cooking skills was willing to cook for her every day, she would definitely die of happiness. In other words, Gou Xue had no resistance to people who could cook, unless she I knew from the beginning that that person was not a good person.

　Add more for liftoff.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)