When Duo Xia came out of the shower, she was watching TV in the living room on the 23rd, but what surprised her a little was that this kid was actually watching a pure English channel.

She silently thought in her heart, can this kid really understand everything?

So, she grabbed a more professional word from the TV screen, told him that she didn't understand what it meant, and asked him if he could help translate it.

He looked like a stinky tsundere, and his face was full of 'You can rate a professor at your level?!'.

She looked at him "hehe" and smiled, in fact, she had already imagined in her heart that there were two devil claws that choked his neck fiercely.

Although his expression was a little stinky, in the end he was able to explain the meaning of the words she proposed very accurately.

She shook her head with a "tsk", and continued to 'embarras' him, although he continued to despise her ignorance and fearlessness, but he answered her confusion one by one accurately.

In the end, in her repeated "tsk" sounds, he realized that he had been happily played by her as a monkey.

Sensing his burning fury, she whispered ready to flash.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Through the video walkie-talkie, Duo Xia saw an aunt in her fifties and a little mushroom Liang in her twenties standing at the door, both of whom still had a work card on their chests and a pen and paper in their hands.

Dosha opened the door and asked them what was the matter.

Aunt and Xiao Mushroom looked at her with a smile and asked her if her name was Duo Xia, the youngest professor in our city, and the youngest cardiac surgeon in our city.

Duo Xia vigorously "Uh-la", "uh-la", "uh-la", after the uh-la-la, she asked again, "Auntie, what are you doing?"

The aunt smiled and said, "We are registered as permanent residents in the neighborhood office. ”

Duo Xia let out a long "oh", it turned out that she was really here to do a household survey.

After registering Duoxia's information, the aunt pointed to No. 23, who was sitting on the sofa like an uncle, and asked, "That young man, what's your name, come and register too." ”

Duo Xia thought to herself that this is over, this kid is a black household, no name or surname, and he registers a yarn.

"That's... Auntie, he's not from my family, he just delivers fast food. Duo Xia immediately said blindly.

"Fast food deliverer?" the aunt didn't believe it, "You see this young man looks more handsome than the famous star, how can he be a fast food deliverer, Professor Duo, don't make trouble." ”

Xiao Mushroom Liang, who was with his aunt, nodded vigorously like a nymphomaniac, "Yes, yes, if it's a fast food delivery, why are you still sitting at your house?"

On the 23rd, he was quite indignant when he heard Duo Xia blindly break himself up as a fast food delivery person, but as soon as he heard his aunt's words, his stinky young master's illness was committed again.

Duoxia gave him a warning look, telling him to settle down and not cause trouble for her.

"Auntie, he's really just delivering fast food, and I'm about to give him money to leave, no, you're coming, so I'll let him sit together." Dosha tried his best to argue.

Auntie replied this time, because she didn't look like a child who could lie to Doxia, and this child was still a professor.

Duo Xia saw that her aunt was fooled by herself, so she hurriedly made a full set of plays.

She took out dozens of dollars from her pocket, and then stuffed it into the hand of No. 23 sitting on the sofa, "The money is for you, go back quickly." ”

He glared at her, his expression almost like swallowing a big live fly.

Ignoring his wonderful facial expressions, she picked up his phone on the couch and shoved it into his hand, then pushed him out the door.

Aunt and Xiao Gu Liang looked at No. 23 who was pushed out by Duo Xia, and chased him out, shouting in their mouths, "Hey, young man, which fast food restaurant are you, tell me, I'll go to your house tomorrow to order fast food." ”

Listening to the cheerful voice of the aunt like a magpie, Duo Xia twisted her eyebrows, and she felt that her brain was very painful now.

*****

On the 23rd, the cool breeze blew in the community garden for half an hour, and when I got home, Duoxia was reading the students' papers in the study.

He leaned on the door of her study with his hands on his chest, looked at her, and said, "How are you going to arrange me for the next permanent resident registration?"

She looked at him with a wrung brow on the tip of her pen, in contemplation.

The two of them looked at each other calmly and serenely, as if the earth had stopped turning in an instant, and even their breathing became weak, and only each other was left in their eyes.

She felt that when he didn't pretend to be forced, he didn't stink, he didn't play a scoundrel, he was actually very manly, and he looked quite pleasing to the eye.

He felt that she was quite a woman when she was not stupid or stupid, but unfortunately, she was making stupid mistakes.

After a long time, she asked him, "If I could give you an identity before your memories are restored, what would you call it?"

He was a little puzzled, Junxiu's brows were twisted into two crawling shapes, and he asked, "What do you mean?"

"I asked a lawyer friend to help you get a fake identity, and he said yes. "That way, the next time you register, you don't have to be swept away." ”

He looked at her and didn't answer immediately.

If he had to get a fake identity before he regained his memory, he thought, he couldn't have the surname Duo with her. His mind suddenly remembered the master architect named Mu Ziyun, so he blurted out, "Can that be called Mu Ziyun?"

Oh my God, this kid is sick again, and it's not light.

She stroked her forehead, feeling that it was the most shameful thing she had ever heard.

"Don't fantasize that your name is Mu Ziyun, just call Mu Bai (any idiot little white face is quite suitable for you), if you can have something to do with a master of Mu Ziyun's level, you can still see this face, even if you are lucky enough to let Master Mu Ziyun know that you have his surname Mu one day, you will not feel too sorry for the audience. She said with a look of disdain.

He glared at her, but what he was thinking about was not whether Mu Bai's name was good, but that this stupid eldest sister actually knew who Mu Ziyun was.

"Do you know Mu Ziyun?" he asked.

She rolled her eyes at him, "Big brother, what did I say to tell you that I know Master Mu Ziyun?"

His excitement was extinguished by her, and after giving her a roll of the eyes, he left in a daze.