Quickly pass through, Queen: God, don't make trouble

Chapter 172 Fallen [9]

Taking advantage of these few days, Xia Mo directly matched those couples who were destined for marriage well.

Because the task has been completed, those two people may never recover their memories.

Unless it's because of something exciting.

But for Xia Mo, it's also good.

It is really troublesome to restore the memory.

Xia Mo's eyes are full of innocence and bloodlust.

She didn't understand, and always felt that her mind was empty.

She didn't know what to do, only the bright red color could make her feel a little joy.

But, it's just a trace.

This world is really boring.

And that man.

Xia Mo rubbed the center of her brows, feeling like she was missing something.

But I can't remember it for a while, or maybe I can't remember it forever.

What exactly is oneself.

Why did that guy call himself sister?

And that man?

Is that her body?
A series of questions made Xia Mo refuse to think about these questions.

I don’t understand, I don’t understand.

There is always a woman deep in my memory, with downcast eyes and a slight smile, with short hair and gold-rimmed glasses, she looks extraordinarily abstinent and indifferent.

There is a layer of ice in the eyes that will never melt.

Lingering, gentle.

I want to figure out who this woman is, but when I think about it, I have a splitting headache and even have difficulty breathing.

"Host?"

Bai Ling looked at Xia Mo in a strange way.

Obviously the memory has been cleared by that person, why does he still have this kind of temperament.

The dark pupils were filled with something, cold.

Her hair fell down her face, and her hand that was flipping through the book stopped.

Suddenly there was a chuckle.

Bai Ling didn't know why, but he always felt that the oppression given to him by this host suddenly became stronger.

Like a rope, tightly strangled his neck, suffocating.

Fear, prostration.

The girl's expression was cold and affectionate, tender and bloodthirsty.

Bai Ling's body trembled suddenly in the system space.

this host
The personality actually changed again.

Didn't it say that the good memory has been blocked!
Has the personality been blocked?

Why can it be converted!

Could it be possible to break through the seal?

"Little idiot."

The voice was hoarse with a smile.

"Yes!"

Bai Ling was shocked.

Nima!

It's hard for me to live a safe life, and my host is hard for me to do the task well, now!

just now!

Everything came to nothing.

Go to your stable days, go to your host to do the task well, go to your host who doesn't like to be smart!
"Is he still in this plane?"

Xia Mo got up and straightened his cuffs.

There were folds on the skirt, Xia Mo narrowed her eyes.

A chuckle.

She's not very fond of imperfect things yet.

That's right, No.1 grid.

Totally a perfectionist, no matter what it is.

For example, insert a pen.

Inside a box, each pen has a precise inclination angle of 45 degrees, and the color is slightly lighter in the previous row, and the similar ones are arranged together.

Look at it anyway, until you are satisfied.

A total psycho with a mental illness.

Xia Mo looked at the book on the table.

close.

Put it randomly in a bookshelf.

The corners of Bai Ling's mouth twitched slightly, "Yes"

"very good."

Xia Mo took out his mobile phone and asked people to clean up the study room, throw out all the comic books, and then listed several types of books and asked them to look for them in the market based on these types of books.

Each category, with the same cover color in a row, each book must be upright at 90 degrees.

The mouth of the person who answered the phone twitched.

What the hell is this.

Isn't this difficult for the strong!

But because Xia Mo is the eldest daughter of the Xia family, she didn't dare to say much, so she had to claim that she was.

(End of this chapter)