Fast-wearing female supporting roles: the villain is pretending to be pitiful again

Chapter 2057 Started a Counterattack from Farming on the Garbage Star (68)

"it is good."

Yun Miao readily agreed, but then felt a little embarrassed, "Actually, I rarely drink alcohol."

Shi Mo raised his eyebrows, and sat her down on the sofa, with a mocking smile in his eyes, "How do I remember, you're a little drunk?"

Yun Miao: "..." Forgot that he also has the memory of the previous plane.

He touched his nose in embarrassment, "Ahem, is there any?"

"Have."

Shi Mo turned around and walked to the bar, and began to mix drinks skillfully, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but his eyes full of smiles fell on the person on the sofa.

"When something good happens, you say it's time to celebrate and drink some wine."

"When eating barbecue, you only have barbecue without wine, which is equivalent to eating for free, and even barbecue has no soul."

"When you are in a good mood, you say that you should drink some wine to suit the occasion and make yourself happier."

"When you are not happy, you say drink some wine to be happy, and get drunk to relieve your worries."

"There are also various festivals, birthdays and anniversaries, etc. You will never forget to bring out the jar of wine."

"For a while, you were particularly keen on going to other people's homes to attend weddings and weddings, and you brought a lot of money for this."

After waking up, he pressed his chest again, feeling sorry for his money.

In order to save some face for her, Ji Mo kindly didn't say the last sentence.

However, thinking of how cute she was at that time, I couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.

Yun Miao: "..." Do you want to remember it so clearly?

"How much do you remember?" Why does it always feel like this guy remembers a lot, not just a small part of what he thinks?
The corners of Shi Mo's mouth curled slightly, and he looked at her playfully, "After practicing the exercises you gave me, I have absorbed and sorted out the mental power that I have been suppressing before, and my memory has become more and more complete."

In fact, he remembered almost all of them.

Because of this, she believed even more that this was his and her past lives.

They were a very loving couple in their previous lives. They had lived together for decades, and they even lay in the same coffin after death. They even made an appointment to see each other in the next life.

When she didn't come before, he had been emptying himself, thinking about those things in the past.

Although he felt that those things were far away from his current life, he tasted a sweet feeling of warmth and happiness from it.

Yun Miao: "..." So, are you laughing at me for shooting myself in the foot?
It's fine when Ji Mo sees that she's getting angry. Seeing that she's about to get angry, he immediately changes the subject solemnly, "What about you? How much do you remember?"

"Me? I remember everything." Now that he almost remembered, she had nothing to hide.

At the same time, she relaxed a lot more than before, kicked off her shoes, and nestled into the comfortable sofa.

"That……"

Ji Mo wanted to ask, why didn't you come to find me?

But after thinking about it, she was seriously injured and in poor health before, so she must be involuntary.

What's more, she didn't know her own situation, she didn't know that she had remembered things from her previous life, and she didn't even know him before.

After all, they had only met once when they were young, and she had never seen what she would look like when she grew up.

"What?" Yun Miao didn't know why he just started and didn't say anything.

Ji Mo shook his head, indicating that he was fine, and walked over with a tall transparent cup, carefully put the cup in her hand, "Try it, I just made it, and put some ice cubes in it."

Yun Miao looked down at the color of the drink, and was a little taken aback, "Is this...milk tea?"

The corners of Ji Mo's mouth lightly lifted, and he sat beside her, "I remember you like to drink this."

(End of this chapter)