Seeing that the little silver snake did not say anything, Hei Xinjiu snorted again. “You have lost your memory, not your brain. Don’t say those idiotic words again, do you hear me?”
Seeing Yun Chujiu’s fierce look, not only did the man not feel angry, but he also felt sweet in his heart. He felt that he was most likely... crazy.
Hei Xinjiu saw that the man had become obedient, so she put him back into her sleeve pocket and prepared to return to LAN demao’s ship.
However, she suddenly remembered something and mumbled in puzzlement, “Pretty Boy, didn’t you lose your memory? Why Do I feel that you haven’t forgotten about the fruit sprinting incident?”
The silver snake in the sleeve pocket was also stunned. Yes, when he heard Yun Chujiu mention it just now, some images appeared in his mind. Could it be that his memory would be restored soon?