All night, Chu Yu kept pestering Leng Su, trying every means to deceive her into making a wish.

Unfortunately, Leng Su looked calm from beginning to end and was unmoved.

In the end, Chu Yu was also tired.

When Leng Su was taking a shower in the bathroom, Chu Yu floated around in her bedroom with a puzzled look on his face, his eyes full of entanglement and puzzlement.

Why are the humans he encounters so weird?

Why are the humans encountered by other instruments so satisfied?

Look at the humans in his memory, either wanting to be glorious, wealthy, or have high positions and power, or beauties/beauties.

Of course, some people also need fame and fortune, the so-called true love, and the health, safety and success of their family.

In short, almost every human who gets the magic lamp has something to ask for except Leng Su, the strange man!

The drizzle of water kept coming from the bathroom.

Chu Yu thought about it before and after, he was upset and irritable.

There was always a voice in my heart that anxiously urged him to recover his memory as soon as possible, return to his life and life as soon as possible, and told him that there were still important things waiting for him to do.

ah!!!

Just as Chu Yu was very upset, his body emitting white smoke suddenly trembled.

A tragic cry came out of his mouth, scaring Leng Su in the bathroom to tremble all over, and quickly spread his spiritual sense to investigate.

I saw that a bunch of white smoke disappeared in the huge room.

Leng Su frowned, expanded the coverage of his spiritual sense, and finally found Chu Yu in the kitchen.

The original monster face was twisted, and Bai Yan became shattered and could not see clearly.

Looking along Chu Yu's gaze, Leng Su finally realized the reason.

It turned out that the oil pot she had left in the kitchen was now being used to fill the hot oil

Leng Su: No wonder Chu Yu called so miserable just now.

Leng Su hurriedly pulled the bath towel around her body, opened the door and rushed downstairs.

As soon as he arrived at the kitchen, Leng Su snatched the oil pot from his aunt's hand. Without saying a word, he poured the hot oil inside into the soup bowl beside him.

Turn on the faucet, rinse and cool the hot and discolored oil pot.

At the same time, Leng Su noticed sharply that Chu Yu's twisted body was slowly returning to normal.

But the white smoke looked faintly visible and trembling, and it seemed that it was not in good condition.

Miss?

The aunt beside her looked at Leng Su's series of behaviors with a confused look on her face.

After cleaning the oil pot, Leng Su apologized and smiled at the aunt: Auntie, this oil pot is mine, I bought it useful.

Sorry, Miss, I didn't notice it just now, and I thought it was a new oil pot bought by my wife, so I just used it.

fine.

Although I felt sorry for Chu Yu, Leng Su also knew that the fault of this was her. It would be a bit unreasonable to blame her aunt.

After all, she put the things on here and didn't take them back to the room.

Of course, the main responsibility is not her, but the main fault of the broken light itself.

The good magic lamp actually looked like an oil pot. Who was blamed for being mistaken???

Auntie, it’s getting late, I’ll go back to the room first, and you can rest early after you finish your work.

OK, Miss.
Chapter completed!