"Bonya, wake up, wake up quickly."

Lu Ze sat on the edge of the bed and gently nudged Bangya's shoulder.

Normally, he would never come to bother her so early; at most, he would come over to ask for a kiss or two.

Then they let her continue sleeping in.

But today's situation is special, and he really can't wait any longer.

He pushed her a few times, and she frowned as she turned over, turning her back to him, expressing her strong protest through her actions.

Lu Ze gave a wry smile.

He knew he was in the wrong, but he was genuinely eager to know the answer.

So I can only ask my girlfriend to make some sacrifices.

I'll make it up to her later.

"Baby, wake up." He leaned down, whispered in her ear, his tone laced with a hint of threat, "If you don't get up, I'm going to tickle you."

After saying that, he stretched out his wicked hands, as if to strike the soft, ticklish spot on Bangya's waist.

The moment her fingers touched her waist, Bonya's body visibly stiffened.

She suddenly rolled over, her gray eyes filled with deep sleep.

She glared angrily at the man who had no sense of atmosphere.

She decided to get angry and break up with him for at least half a day.

Looking at her eyes, which were filled with resentment that was almost overflowing, Lu Ze felt a sense of foreboding.

He knew that ordinary coaxing methods wouldn't work, so he had to resort to his ultimate trick.

He leaned down and kissed her lips.

"Ugh—!"

Bonya's eyes widened instantly.

This time, it wasn't the fleeting good morning kiss like yesterday.

Bonya's hands initially tried to push him away instinctively, but soon they lost their strength and naturally wrapped around his neck.

After a while, Bonya gently patted his back, indicating that he was a little out of breath.

Lu Ze then slowly released her.

Bonya's face was flushed, as if she had applied a layer of fine rouge, and even the roots of her ears were tinged with pink.

Her gray eyes welled up with tears, a hint of reproach in them, before she glared fiercely at Lu Ze.

Looking at her coquettish expression, Lu Ze suddenly felt that the answer didn't seem so important anymore.

He lowered his head, intending to use the same trick to get closer to the beauty before him.

Bonya turned her face away, dodging his second attack.

She reached out and pinched the soft flesh on Lu Ze's waist.

Although she used force reluctantly, it was enough to express her dissatisfaction.

"Get to the point."

Her voice was still a little hoarse from just waking up, but her tone had returned to its usual indifference.

Although the blush on her face hadn't completely faded, she tried her best to appear as if she hadn't been affected by the kiss.

Seeing that she wouldn't let him kiss her again, Lu Ze didn't force her. He straightened up and asked.

"What about those memories?"

Bonya knew what Luze was talking about. She was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke:

"I don't know. But what others have isn't a memory, it's a piece of knowledge."

Lu Ze keenly caught the key words in her words.

"Others? Only our memories?"

"Um."

Bonya's voice lowered, and for some reason, a faint blush rose on her cheeks again.

"What kind of memory do you have?" Lu Ze asked curiously. "Mine is that a pink-haired girl was giving me a lesson and taught me a spell to summon spirits."

The more he spoke, the lower Bonya's head drooped, almost touching her chest.

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