Chapter 2157: A Bowl of Meng Po Soup 10

"What's the big deal?" Bai Mo suddenly sat up, looked at Xi Ying seriously and said, "I am your husband, and I have lost my previous memories. In other words, from the moment I woke up and opened my eyes, all my memories are destined to be related to you. Since I don't know what my attribute is, and you like dogs, then I will be a dog for your happiness. I don't think there is any problem. Making you happy is also what I should do as a husband, isn't it?"

Bai Mo's eyes were clear and serious, and he was focused when looking at Xi Ying, as if Xi Ying and him were the only two people left in the world.

This feeling of being wholeheartedly for one person is really too beautiful.

"Okay, since you said so, what reason do I have to refuse?" Xi Ying smiled and shook her head, "Go to sleep."

"Yeah!" Bai Mo nodded heavily and lay down on the quilt again.

Xi Ying blew out the candle and went to bed to sleep.

"Aying."

Bai Mo's voice sounded softly in the darkness.

"Yeah?" Xi Ying on the bed snorted.

"Call me Ah Mo from now on."

"Okay."

After waiting for a while, Bai Mo asked unwillingly, "You don't even ask me why?"

Xi Ying's voice was a little amused and helpless, "Why?"

"Because your name is Ah Ying, but my name is Bai Mo, it doesn't sound right at all. But if you call me Ah Mo, one is Ah Ying and the other is Ah Mo, don't you think it's very appropriate?"

"Okay, Ah Mo."

"Then good night, Ah Ying."

"Good night."

Bai Mo closed his eyes contentedly and soon fell asleep.

He felt like he was walking into darkness.

Although it was pitch black all around, he could feel that he was "walking".

He didn't know where this place was, wasn't he sleeping? He even said good night to Ah Ying.

Before Bai Mo thought about where this place was for too long, there were flashes of light and shadows.

These lights and shadows flashed very fast, and Bai Mo couldn't see what they were at all.

It's just that——

His left chest began to ache slightly.

That's where the heart is.

Bai Mo covered his heart, feeling strange and surprised.

What were those fast-passing lights and shadows?

Why did he react so strongly without seeing clearly?

My heart... hurts.

A familiar fragrance suddenly came from the tip of his nose. Bai Mo raised his head, looked at the dark surroundings, frowned and said to himself: "Meng Po soup..."

After saying these three words, Bai Mo suddenly woke up.

The sunshine outside the window was so bright that he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to block the light and slowly let his eyes adapt to such a dazzling light.

He subconsciously looked at the bed, but found that the quilt on the bed had been folded neatly.

Where is A Ying?

Bai Mo hurriedly got up and went downstairs.

A strong fragrance came from the kitchen, the fragrance of Meng Po soup.

Bai Mo was a little stunned.

He smelled the fragrance of Meng Po soup when he was dreaming just now. Could it be that this fragrance woke him up from a nightmare?

"Meng Po, I really know I was wrong. I repent and I have changed. Can you please not send me to the Eighteenth Level of Hell? I really can't bear that pain!!"

A miserable cry came, Bai Mo walked down the stairs and walked towards the place where the sound came from.

Xi Ying sat in front of the wooden table, with a dull look in her eyes.

"The Book of Life records your sins in life, and the Book of Death determines your death date. From me, I can't know whether you will enter the Eighteenth Level of Hell."