A childhood sweetheart cannot bear the love of a bamboo horse

Chapter 302 Death rate of soul wear (3)

"Did you remember everything? After sleeping for such a long time." He said that as long as she remembered, he would appear, because he was already by her side, but she didn't remember it.

"No. There is still a little bit, I can't remember it, it is the memory of the first half year, which is blank."

Lou Yujin frowned, did she have selective amnesia?It is troublesome.

"Well, it's fine if you don't remember it for now. Let's talk about it when you remember everything." According to his understanding in the past six months, it is the key to returning to the modern age, but it also hides the reason why she chose the soul wear.

"Yingying, when I saw you, I always wanted to do one thing, but because you didn't remember who I am, so I kept holding back until today to do it." He stared into her eyes, his eyes flickered Show a trace of anger.

Little Bihe was stunned, what's the matter?However, judging by his expression, it would definitely not be a good thing.

Sure enough——

He raised his slap and slapped her face unceremoniously!
Bingo!A solid slap in the face!

"You are so ruthless that you actually chose soul transmigration." The death rate of soul transmigration is over 98%, that is to say, if she does not succeed in transmigrating, she will die. Moreover, she did not say anything to him before transmigrating. He is also her partner in life and death, and the two of them hovered on the edge of life and death several times.

"Soul wearer, yes, you don't seem to be a soul wearer, haha! Are you here?" The little guy was not angry, and even the pain on his cheek didn't make her frown.

"I don't want to die yet! The worst possibility is that I can't find you in the wrong time." He thought that he couldn't wake her up with a slap.

"Haha, it would be great if I dropped you into the primeval forest, and have sex with the female savage..." After a while, her little cheeks turned red, but it didn't make her anger rise a little bit, and she still smiled. of.

(End of this chapter)