dhibooks Chapter 32
Chapter 32
"Retire." Haotian didn't want to pursue these meaningless things. Ling'er provoked his love, but it was not enough to be someone's support, not to mention that he had paid too much to support the demon world these years, such a sense of superiority And how can the absolute power be shaken in the slightest!
Haotian walked into the hall with an idea in mind, he wanted to treat Ling'er better, at least until he recovered from his injury, or he would always treat him well until he fully distinguished Ling'er and Yun Xi.
"Master, what did the magic doctor say? He didn't tell me? Is my leg serious?" Ling'er lay obediently on the soft couch, looking at Hao Tian with sleepy eyes, very obedient.He wants to protect himself, and he also wants to protect Ah Bai. Before that, he must give full play to his strengths. Although he doesn't know what his strengths are, all he can think of is to pretend to be pitiful, and to pretend to be proficient.
"He said you should have a good rest." Sitting on the side of the couch, Haotian touched Ling'er's head and said, "During this period, I will try my best to satisfy all your requirements, so that you can get well soon."
"Then...you don't want to get angry suddenly, okay? I don't know when I will do something wrong..." When Linger heard Haotian said that he would try his best to satisfy his request, he said pitifully: "I have no mana. , and lost my memory, I don’t understand many things, so can you be patient and teach me? I will study hard and be obedient, is that okay?”
"You said you lost your memory?!" Haotian's heartbeat was a little chaotic. He thought that Ling'er didn't understand the dangers of the outside world because he was young, but he didn't expect it to be because of amnesia... amnesia... he reincarnated and kept the two of them. Memory, that Yunxi will probably forget everything, so to speak... this fox is very likely to be his Yunxi... Haotian said patiently with his heartbeat: "Can I hug you?"
Ling'er was embraced by Haotian before he could react, he moved a little uneasy, but he didn't push Haotian away, he didn't know how Haotian would hug him, if he wasn't sure, it's better not to resist What's more, Haotian didn't use much force, he didn't feel uncomfortable, so just hug him, and there is no loss.
"Don't you remember anything?" Hao Tian let go of Ling'er, covered him with the quilt and asked, "When did you lose your memory?"
"Not long ago, a fierce beast destroyed my inner alchemy. I almost died. My parents begged Elder Fox Fairy to save me. I don't remember anything after that." Ling'er saw Haotian Concerned about this matter so much, he had an idea and said: "No one has explained it to me in detail, and my parents have always avoided this topic, but if you want to know, go ask Ah Bai, he must know everything."
Haotian felt that he should ask Abai, but after thinking about it, he understood Linger's intention. Linger wanted to give some benefits to Abai. This little guy is still too simple. Live by yourself.Haotian looked at Linger's big clear eyes and said with a smile: "Well, I'll ask him when he gets better."
"Oh, alright. I'm curious if you come back and tell me after the question is over. I don't have any memory and feel stupid." Ling'er was worried that Haotian would not care about Abai, so she thought she should do more What, I don't know that Haotian has seen through him long ago, but he didn't reveal it.
"En. Good." Haotian asked his servants to prepare a nutritious meal for Linger, and sent the magic doctor to oversee the work. The dining room racked his brains to match the meals for Linger according to the meal combination that the magic doctor said to pay attention to. When eating, if there is something wrong, just pour it out.Reflected by Mu Haotian's pursuit of perfection and luxury, extravagance has long been the norm in the devil world, and he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with wasting, as long as it can meet the needs of the master, he can do anything.
Ling'er looked at the table full of different dishes, and didn't know how to start. Every dish, from the workmanship to the color matching, could almost be called a work of art.
"Why don't you eat it? Taste a little, and if you don't like it, let them make it again." Seeing that Linger didn't move his chopsticks, Haotian persuaded softly: "Eat a little bit. Be good."
"These dishes are so beautiful."