Regarding all the things between them, she needed Mo Xuanchen to think of it herself.

She didn't want to influence any emotion between them! !

If he can't remember, then she would rather start over! !

Because if he can't remember anything, even if she tells him, the story between them is just a story, not a memory, not a unique emotion between them.

What she wants is a person, not someone who has no memory but only stories! !

Mo Xuanchen's fingertips gently stroked her long hair, and finally threw up her clothes, and sat down in a cool and arrogant manner.

"Well, I will accompany you to have a good drink tonight... Let's not get drunk or go home!!"

"Isn't you drunk?" Ling Luoyu squinted: "You are not afraid that your fiance will find you?"

Mo Xuanchen's smile abruptly stopped, and his black eyes looked sideways at her.

Ling Luoyu leaned close to him playfully.

"For a woman, not coming home at night... is the biggest betrayal!!"

Mo Xuanchen also moved forward, his lips almost touching her lips.

"What are you a big man afraid of? Afraid that my absence at night will have a bad effect on you?!"

His breath is still so familiar, and his eyes are still so moving.

At that moment, Ling Luoyu almost perished, wanting to kiss his lips impatiently.

"Mo Xuanchen, do anyone say you are a monster?!"

Mo Xuanchen tilted his head slightly, and remembered thoughtfully: "I don't remember..."

"If there is, that person is me!!"

Something in his heart seemed to stir, and it hurt a lot inexplicably.

"Luo Xuan..."

"Well, let's not talk about these useless things, don't you want to get drunk and Fang Xiu? Come on!"

The soft, boneless fingers slid across Mo Xuanchen's chin, with a touch of provocation and a touch of evil charm.

"Look at the two of us, who gets drunk first tonight!"

"Okay!!"

Mo Xuanchen also swept away all the emotions in his heart, and restored his lightness.

Raising the glass lightly, he lightly touched Ling Luoyu's glass, his eyes were charming.

"Cheers!"

The cool and sweet pure brew crossed his throat and fell into his heart, Ling Luoyu's eyes faded a little dim and charming.

"Mo Xuanchen, why did you think of asking me for a drink tonight?"

"If I say... I like the feeling when I am with you, would you think I am a little... abnormal?!"

"Haha..." Ling Luoyu smiled and looked down, flipped his wrist, pinched the flask, and poured his head to his side: "If you are abnormal... will you be afraid?!"

"Afraid??"

"Yes, as the master of the ancient city of the Mo family, the future successor of the demon clan, your demon god...should you not want you to be such a person?! He will want you to be the strong in his mind, a perfect People... are like everything you have now!!!"

Ling Luoyu drank mellow wine lightly, her eyes were charming.

"Mo Xuanchen, only a perfect life can match your perfect identity... The same, perfect identity, will have a perfect life!! Don't follow the route set by the demon god... Be careful he takes it away Everything about you!!!"

Mo Xuanchen looked at her silently, his eyes as deep as the vast starry sky, without the slightest change in emotion.

"What do you mean... can I understand it this way-everything about me is given to me by the Demon God!! He gave me a perfect life, a perfect identity, and everything perfect..."