"I told you myself." Biwan calmed down, searching in her memory, combined with the descriptions of the cultivators, "I don't remember exactly." ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember anything, you just need to remember that I am the only person you can trust and rely on."

"Get out, don't think that you can take advantage of me if you are the prince." Biwan said with a serious face.

Leng Hanche opened his mouth, and wanted to say: Your hands, your waist, your face, and your mouth have never taken advantage of me.

But Leng Hanche knew that the current Biwan was still the same prickly kitten as before, and when he was in a hurry, he would directly classify himself as a rat.

If that's the case, it's hard for her to turn over and change her opinion.

"I'm telling the truth, you told me all these things that must not be leaked. I don't know why you only forgot me, and your memories of me are sporadic and vague, but you should rest assured of me. Leng Hanche looked at Biwan with a serious face.

Biwan smiled, although he didn't remember much of the person in front of him, but the scene when he woke up, he still remembered it vividly.

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was him.

At that time, he was in a mess, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and he looked at himself with concern and doting.

The look of surprise in his eyes at the time, and the sadness of loss when he learned that he had forgotten him, Biwan knew that he really cared about herself.

However, now he doesn't have any feelings for him, even if he cares about himself, even if he gives his life for himself, he will never be stupid and promise him.

Biwan's idea is destined to the hardships of Leng Hanche hugging the beauty, and it is destined to be the beginning of the long road of seeking a wife.

It's just that an accident not long ago made Biwan recover in an instant.

"Okay, I trust you."

"Don't interrupt me, you haven't agreed to the conditions I said." Leng Hanche reminded coldly, "If you don't agree, there is no guarantee that your secret will not be revealed." ”

Leng Hanche used both soft and hard, so that Biwan had to agree to her own conditions.

"You are the king of Shura, the king who everyone respects and worships, how can you be a servant of a waste of mine, this is too ironic."

"I don't mind, what do you mind as a piece of shit?"

Biwan felt that this Leng Hanche wanted to be his servant, and it was the weasel who was uneasy and kind to the chicken.

Nine times out of ten, it is to deliberately approach yourself.

However, now he has no choice, and his own handle is in his hands.

"Okay, I promise you, but when your woman is sad, I don't care."

"My woman?" Leng Han asked puzzledly, where is there a woman in himself, and she is not the only woman in his own country.

"That Huaxin." Biwan said confidently, looking like you don't want to lie to me.

As soon as he heard that this waste had misunderstood himself so much, Leng Hanche suddenly said unhappily: "I have nothing to do with her." ”

"You're not a childhood sweetheart with her, you look at the way she looks at you, it's obviously the eyes of your lover."

"I have a lot of childhood sweethearts, and I look at me with a lot of ambiguity, are they all my women?" Finding that Biwan pushed herself towards other women, Leng Hanche held back his anger and said.

"It's normal for you to have three wives and four concubines." Biwan said lightly, ignoring the anger on Leng Hanche's face directly.

"You ......" Leng Hanche flicked his sleeves directly and angrily, and was about to leave.

Biwan hurriedly grabbed Leng Hanche's sleeve and asked, "Wait, why can't the memories of you and her be erased?"

"Because I am the Shura King, and she is my woman, the memories of the two of us cannot be erased." Leng Hanche said with an unhappy face.

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