"Ah."

Wenli couldn't help it. She drank a little fast, so she was burning and sticking out her tongue.

"Ha ha."

Xia Yuesheng looked at her smile, raised his hand to hold her earlobe, gently rubbing.

"Well?"

Wen Li subconsciously wants to avoid, after all, for strange men and women, this move is too intimate.

"Don't move."

But Xia Yuesheng said.

frowned on the glass, "can you still has the final say?"

She said that, but she didn't move again.

Xia Yuesheng pinches her earlobe. Wen Li doesn't understand. "What for?"

"It's not that hot."

"Well?"

Wen Li was stunned, as if it were. "Why? What kind of magic skill is this? "

"Ha ha."

Xia Yuesheng was stunned and laughed.

Wen Li blinks. What's so funny about that?

"No

Xia Yuesheng shook her head. "It's not a magic skill. It was taught by a girl before."

Huh?

Wen Li picks her eyebrows. It's the second time she's heard him say this for a while.

Wen Li thought, this girl can't be her? However, just now she asked if they knew each other, but he denied it. Even if she did, he would not admit it.

"Oh."

Wen Li nodded and continued to eat meat and drink soup.

"That's right."

Wen Li looked up and said, "can I take some with me?"

"Well?"

Xia Yuesheng is stunned, what?

At this moment, his servant just came. Hearing this, he couldn't help saying.

"This girl, you can eat it yourself, and you have to take it with you."

Wen Li was a little embarrassed when he was told. He touched his nose.

"Nothing."

Xia Yuesheng glared at the next person, "go and get a stew pot."

"Ah? Oh, yes

The man nodded and went to get it.

Wen Li pursed a smile, "thank you. How much do I give you?"

Said, really to pocket money.

"Three million." Xia Yuesheng said casually. "Ah?"

Wen Li was shocked, "what kind of fish soup is so expensive!"

"Bang."

Xia Yuesheng chuckled, "my price is outrageous. You have to pay more outrageous. OK."

"Oh."

Wen Li's mouth turned. If he didn't accept money, he would not accept it. If he opened his mouth, he would have to pay three million yuan.

Xia Yuesheng looked at the hot sauce she was holding. Except for the first time, he helped her dip it, she didn't move.

Xia Yuesheng frowned, "don't you eat spicy?"

Is it possible that this habit has changed when people lose their memory?

"Well."

Wen Li nodded and shook his head, "quit."

He used to be forced to quit by Han Ximing, but now he takes the initiative to quit for his children.

Xia Yuesheng nodded, looking a little lost.

The servant brought the braise pot. "Sir, I'll do it."

"No

Xia Yuesheng took it and put it on himself.

Wen Li sat there looking at him. There was a sign of sudden emaciation in his outline.

She said suddenly.

"Have you ever been ill? Or, what serious injury? "

Xia Yuesheng's back suddenly froze, but soon recovered.

He turned to smile, "why do you ask that?"

"Well, a feeling."

Wen Li looked at him. "It's observed. It's hard to explain."

Xia Yuesheng hooked her lips. Sure enough, she was still the little glass, even though she didn't remember anything.

"Well."

Xia Yuesheng nods and comes back with fish soup.

Wen Li asked: "what kind of injury is it?"

Xia Yuesheng looks at her, and Xiao Li really forgets that she is clean. Even when she mentions such a big thing, she doesn't react at all.

Wenli saw a look of pain and surprise from his eyes.