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Chapter 159: Gradually Ambiguous... 8

Mo Yanyi was cleaning the battlefield and put a stack of washed bowls into the disinfection cabinet. He studied the buttons on the disinfection cabinet for a long time, and then hesitantly pressed the drying button.

He only found out the use of that machine today

Turning around, he saw Ying Zhen standing at the door, looking at him thoughtfully.

He took off his apron, washed his hands and hung it in a corner, and walked towards her: "梢洢"

"Do you like doing these things?" Yingzhen couldn't help but look at his bulging chest muscles, but she couldn't associate him with a housewife.

Mo Yanyi smiled faintly, without comment.

"If one day you regain your memory, you will never touch the kitchen again."

Mo Yanyi looked at Ying Zhen for a while and whispered: "Even if I recover my memory, if I have a chance, I will still make fish-flavored shredded pork for you to eat so that you will remember it and not put so much vinegar."

Yingzhen smiled, and the warm feeling spread infinitely in her heart. She sighed and said, "I'm afraid that by then, you won't even recognize me."

"How could that be?" Mo Yanyi said jokingly, "Forgetting you is equivalent to being ungrateful. I should repay you with a spring of water for saving my life."

"Then does this spring have one million?" Ying Zhen chuckled.

Mo Yanyi thought for a while and said: "If I am a billionaire, how can my life be worth one million? You belittle me."

"That's ten million, don't cheat."

"OK" Mo Yanyi smiled, "May God bless your fantasy come true"

"You have such no confidence in yourself? Don't you think you are a trapped dragon? Don't you want to search for your memories?"

"I don't remember anything, how can I search for it?" Mo Yanyi said, "Actually, I think... this ordinary life now is pretty good."

"Of course that's fine, eat mine, sit on mine, sleep on mine..."

Mo Yanyi said: "I will pay living expenses when I get my salary."

"Your little money..." Yingzhen curled his lips, "I still hope that you will regain your memory one day, so giving me 10 million is more realistic."

After that, he raised his fingers at Mo Yanyi and said, "Follow me."

The two came to the garage and Yingzhen opened the trunk of the car.

A brand new bike!

Mo Yanyi looked at her in surprise: "For me?"

"You run every day to and from get off work. When you get tired, riding a bicycle is also for exercise." Yingzhen emphasized, "However, this bicycle is not given to you. It is still my private property."


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