After wearing the book, the white lotus boss pretends to be poor every day

Chapter 107, disappear from now on

The little trash has some doubts about life: [Host, you, you, you...you can see me! 】

Nan Yan blinked, with an innocent face: "When did I say I couldn't see?"

Little Trash: […]

Boom, baby is being bullied.

Little Rubbish felt aggrieved in his heart, especially when he thought of what Nanyan said just now, he couldn't help but say: [Host, he is the most handsome in the system, how can you call him a little monster?He is so handsome, back then I won the title of the most handsome system because of my soft hair! 】

The little trash spoke for himself.

Nan Yan had a look of disbelief: "Really? I don't believe it. You're still supple with your fried hair?"

When the little rubbish heard this, it became chubby, fluttered its small wings, and flew in front of Nanyan: [If the host doesn't believe it, you can feel it yourself. 】

Nan Yan glanced at the fluffy ball in front of her. In fact, her hands were itchy for a long time, but she didn't show it on her face.

Hearing what Little Trash said, Nanyan naturally stopped being polite, and directly reached out to touch Little Trash.

[Host, how is it?Does it feel good? 】

Nan Yan felt the furry touch of her palm, the corners of her lips curled up, she closed her eyes, enjoying it, but she still said: "I need to feel it for a while before I can draw a conclusion."

So, in the next few hours, the little garbage's hair was almost bald, and Nanyan still didn't draw any conclusions.

The little trash couldn't take it anymore, so he shook his hair: [Host, I'm going bald...]

Looking at the hair falling off his body, Little Trash's heart hurts.

Nanyan also realized that she had been masturbating for a long time, so she coughed lightly. For the sake of sustainable development and having hair to masturbate in the future, she reluctantly stopped.

Seeing that Nanyan finally stopped, Little Trash secretly ran back to the corner, silently stretched out his paws, and tidied up the messy fur that had been rubbed.

After a long time, the little trash finally returned to its usual appearance, but it looked a little thinner.

[Host, are you really not in a hurry? ] Little Trash asked this question again.

Nan Yan lay there lazily: "What am I in a hurry for?"

【Don't you want to see Lin Ze?Don't want to see Nan Ming?Is there Ling Yunshu? 】Little Trash feels that the calmness of his host is too weird.

Hearing the name Ling Yunshu, Nan Yan rolled her closed eyes slightly, and then said, "Little trash, why did you bind me in the first place?"

Little Trash was taken aback, and those round blue eyes were full of doubts: [Little Trash didn't know, but he suddenly received a mission at that time, saying that he wanted to bind the host, and then complete the mission together. 】

Nan Yan opened her eyes, put her eyes on the empty space in front of her, and asked faintly: "Little trash, who am I?"

[You, you are my host, ssss-level non-recyclable garbage. 】

Hearing these explanations, Nan Yan recalled that dream, her eyes darkened. After a long time, Nan Yan suddenly asked: "How can I transfer to my old file?"

【file?I don't understand this little trash, what is the host looking for? 】

Nan Yan's eyes drooped slightly, and her voice was light and fluttering, before blowing away: "I may have...forgot something..."

【what!Amnesia!Host, do you remember who I am? ] After finishing speaking, the little rubbish fluttered its wings and flew in front of Nan Yan.

Nan Yan showed doubts, blinked, stretched out his hand to take the opportunity to rub the little trash's hair that he had finally smoothed out, rubbed it a few times, and said, "Who are you?"

Hearing this, the little rubbish's crystal blue eyes crept up a layer of mist: [Hey, what can I do?The host has lost his memory, and he doesn't remember me anymore, huh. 】

A smile appeared on the corner of Nanyan's lips: "Who said I don't remember, aren't you that little monster?"

Little Trash: […]

The host is bad!

In the end, the little rubbish didn't ask a single word, but was tricked out by Nanyan.

I don't want to take the initiative to talk to Nanyan again.

snort!
This system is also tempered!
Nanyan didn't speak either, the surrounding air was eerily quiet.

Or no air.

Thinking of this, Nan Yan's pupils trembled, and she reached out to place her hand on her heart.

no beating...

Place your hands on your cheeks.

no temperature at all...

Is she dead?

Who is she?
Is that girl in my dream me?

If it was her, when did she come to the human world?

Why can't she remember anything?
That being the case, why did you leave again?Then bind the system back again this time?

Nanyan felt a tingling pain in her head.

There seems to be something hidden deep in the memory, which hurts when touched, heart-piercing pain.

"Ah! My head hurts!" In the hospital, Nan Yi suddenly had a headache.

His face paled instantly.

The doctor also didn't quite understand, why did this happen all of a sudden?
Rescue and check, finally gradually restored calm.

Nan Ming was frightened by the situation in front of him. Looking at the sleeping girl on the hospital bed, he asked, "Doctor, what's going on?"

The doctor shook his head: "I don't know either. Ms. Nan's physical condition is a bit special. A series of examinations just now showed that Ms. Nan's body is in good health and there is nothing abnormal about it. As for why she suddenly had a headache, this... Let's observe for a while .”

Hearing this, Nan Ming's fingers were tightly clenched, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

Ling Yunshu at the side heard this, waved his hand, and signaled the doctor to leave first.

His eyes were on the person on the hospital bed, and a deep meaning flashed across his eyes.

Headache……

Is she coming back?
Thinking of this possibility, a light flashed across Ling Yunshu's eyes.

"Yun Shu, I want Yanyan to receive psychological treatment." Nan Ming said suddenly.

Ling Yunshu was slightly taken aback: "Are you sure?"

Nan Ming turned around, looked over, and nodded: "I'm sure, I've been wondering whether Yanyan's physical condition is because of that memory. I want Yanyan to face the past, only a brave face That's right, it is possible to completely win."

Ling Yunshu didn't speak.

He knew that that memory was a demon of Nan Yan, including all of them.

Maybe when that memory comes to mind, will Yanyan think of him?Remember the previous agreement?Remember that house with the marshmallow roof?

but……

What if there is no victory?
Will the smoke disappear because of this?
Ling Yunshu didn't dare to speak out about this matter, let alone bet on it.

Nan Ming didn't notice that something was wrong with Ling Yunshu, all his attention was on the girl on the hospital bed.

At this moment, the girl frowned and muttered, "...it's not Brother Su, it's Brother Shu..."

As soon as the words were finished, Ling Yunshu froze and stared blankly at the person on the hospital bed.

It's not Brother Su, it's Brother Shu...

(End of this chapter)