"Well, anyway, if you choose the second option instead of the first, you'll be my servant from now on." Zhang Lang's facial expression was very solemn, and it seemed that he was not joking.

I'm ......

This is a portrayal of Wu Mengqing's psychology at present.

One morning, it was all disturbed by Zhang Lang.

Originally, Wu Mengqing still thought that this time he would be a good person, give Zhang Lang a favor, and make breakfast, maybe Zhang Lang would be able to be an adult without remembering the villain, and a man would be able to forgive his debts regardless of women.

This is good, the other party has no meaning at all.

It's not just that it doesn't mean that, but it's-

"Well, Wu Mengqing, your tiramisu pastry this morning is also good, and it tastes the same as the tiramisu you made last night." Zhang Lang tasted the gray chocolate tiramisu.

Of course, this tiramisu has already been eaten by Zhang Lang in one bite.

"Give me the tiramisu and the Italian cheesecake, that was left to me by Kerr last night, Soulless!" Wu Meng lightly broke Zhang Lang's hand and carefully hid the remaining tiramisu, "You guy, dream, I will never be your servant." ”

"Uh......" Zhang Lang licked his fingers, no wonder the taste made by this tiramisu and the one I ate last night turned out to be made by Nian Keer.

But the only difference is that Nian Ke'er, the younger sister, is very careful to make pastries for everyone, and I don't know if Wu Mengqing will make breakfast for everyone.

"We've been talking about tiramisu before, why did you suddenly divert the topic?" Zhang Lang licked his fingers and found that the taste of this chocolate was quite delicious, somewhat similar to the popular Dove chocolate on the market.

Silky texture, fragrant flavor -

Of course, when it comes to the brand of Daode Fu, Zhang Lang can't help but complain.

Seeing the advertising slogan, after eating Dove, the whole person will be surrounded by a chocolate tea-colored ribbon, which is full of fragrance.

But in reality, Zhang Lang ate Dove and found that his blood sugar had risen a little, but he didn't find any ribbons at all.

"But even earlier, we were discussing how you could give me debt relief!" Wu Meng puffed out his cheeks lightly and served breakfast.

One, two, three......

Wow, there are three bowls, and the sun is really coming out of the west.

Wu Mengqing actually remembered to prepare breakfast for Nian Ke'er.

Of course, this is because Wu Mengqing asked Zhang Lang this morning, if it were according to Wu Mengqing's arrogant character, she would not have prepared breakfast.

Moreover, even if Wu Mengqing prepared breakfast, she would definitely not prepare it for Zhang Lang.

Even if Zhang Lang has the kind of gambling technique that she envies, this kind of problem related to principle, Wu Mengqing will definitely not break it!

Of course, if you ask Wu Mengqing, what is the principle.

Wu Mengqing can tell you very responsibly that her principles are not principles.

"It turned out to be three bowls, it seems that Xiaoqing has grown up a lot." Zhang Lang said in a loud voice, quite embarrassed.

It's like an elderly father, seeing his daughter who has finally grown up, what a sense of vicissitudes of time.

"Nonsense, of course Miss Ben is...... Bah, what, what, I've always been very mature, okay. Accidentally, Wu Mengqing found that he had fallen into Zhang Lang's logic trap again.

Zhang Lang accompanied Wu Mengqing to serve a plate and scoop rice, and for a long time, he stared at Wu Mengqing and said, "I remember that your senior sister said before that anyone who knows her name will not live long, but how do you know?" ”

As soon as Zhang Lang finished speaking, there was a bang, and the spoon that Wu Meng lightly collected fell into the pot, and she frowned slightly, "You, what are you talking about, I don't know what my senior sister is called!" ”

"Just now, I heard it, when I said your senior sister's name, you didn't feel surprised at all, that is to say, you naturally took your senior sister's name as your senior sister's...... There is only one such possibility, and that is that you already know your senior sister's name. Zhang Lang said sentence by sentence.

The atmosphere at the end of the scene changed abruptly.

Zhang Lang knew very well what the consequences would be after he said this, but in order to see Wu Menghan, he had already decided to do everything.

…… It's not that I don't want to say it, but I want to make one thing clear to you first, that all those who know my name can't escape the fate of death. If you know such a thing, would you like to know my name...... The girl's words inexplicably carried a sadness......

Zhang Lang clearly remembered what she said to herself when she saw Wu Menghan.

Later, in a restaurant in Nancheng and in his own home, it wasn't until Wu Menghan's second personality broke out because of the reversal of yin and yang, that Zhang Lang completely understood what he was willing to do, and Wu Menghan didn't want others to get his name.

What is the reason why she is a young girl who always knows how to make friends.

Perhaps, in Wu Menghan's opinion, a person like her with blood on her hands should not have friends.

Zhang Lang can fully understand the pain after his friend is killed by himself.

Now, however, the problem has arisen.

Wu Mengqing, the person who said that he didn't know Wu Menghan's name when he was in Nancheng, can now say Wu Menghan's name calmly with himself.

So in other words, either the name Wu Menghan is not as mysterious as she herself said, that is, not necessarily everyone who sees her name will die.

There is also a possibility that Wu Mengqing himself knows how to avoid the disaster brought by Wu Menghan's second personality.

No matter which possibility it is, for Zhang Lang, this matter is a huge/big breakthrough for the study of Wu Menghan's second personality.

"Answer me, Xiaoqing, you know what I'm asking, don't pretend to be stupid anymore." Zhang Lang grabbed the girl's delicate shoulders and straightened her head.

But Wu Mengqing kept his head down, as if avoiding something, "Give up, Zhang Lang, it's enough, don't investigate any more......"

"You really know!" Zhang Lang felt in his heart,

"If you investigate further, it will not only be bad for you, but also bad for my senior sister, she doesn't want to ......" Wu Mengqing's words were interrupted by Zhang Lang before he could finish speaking.

"Wait, I think that only understanding the origin of your senior sister's condition, and you telling everything you know, will it be the greatest help to your senior sister, right? You know I'm a doctor, maybe ......."

As soon as Zhang Lang's words came to this, he had to pause, because Nian Ke'er was wearing white pajamas, and her sleepy eyes got up.

"Aha......" The girl yawned and squinted, like a kitten who hadn't woken up, and still looked quite sleepy.

This can't be helped, after all, when Zhang Lang came home last night, it was already two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, and from night to early morning, you can imagine how tired the little girl is.

"You're up so early!" Nian Ke'er saw Zhang Lang and Wu Mengqing, who looked like a maid wearing an apron and holding a plate, and said in surprise, she thought she was the first one to get up.

"Morning, Sister Kerr, you are so beautiful every day." Zhang Lang mothed Nian Ke'er's head, hoping to make her accept his unscrupulous title.

"Don't mess up/rub it, it's too messy later, and I have to get my hair done, how can I go out with you." Nian Ke'er whispered a few words.

"Hmm...... Okay......" Although he said this, Zhang Lang's hand movements still did not stop, and he kept moosing Nian Keer's hair.

Nian Keer was helpless, but she didn't say anything, and it was also interesting to be said to be a sister by a boy younger than herself.

Nian Ke'er is indeed going out with Zhang Lang today.

Because today Zhang Lang said that he was going to the hospital to have a check-up/body with Nian Keer.

"Alas, what's wrong with Xiaoqing, I've always seen her silent, and it's like two people at peace." Nian Keer walked to the bathroom and said to Zhang Lang.

"Haha, it's okay, she's just the one who came......" Zhang Lang said as he poked Wu Mengqing.

"Uh, early, I just got distracted......" Of course, Wu Mengqing is not as simple as being distracted, she is more important thinking about Zhang Lang's advice to her.

This suggestion is exactly contrary to the advice given to her by the sect, and even Wu Menghan's suggestion has an absolute right to deny the suggestion.

But in the dark, Wu Mengqing always felt that Zhang Lang's was very reasonable.

But even if it makes sense, it still doesn't match the philosophy of your own sect...... What should I do?

In the morning, when a few people were eating, they finished in a relatively silent atmosphere.

Nian Keer has a seven-trick exquisite heart, and she knows very well that something must have happened between Zhang Lang and Wu Mengqing.

But she was very clever and didn't break it, and accompanied the two of them to eat.

After eating, Zhang Lang first accompanied Nian Keer to do the physiotherapy invited by Fang Yun.

This physiotherapy has already been done once, so when Zhang Lang proposed to do physiotherapy, Nian Keer also lay down easily.

Zhang Lang's fingers gently brushed the hair on the back of Nian Keer's neck, and made a prelude before the massage.

Sure enough, the same situation happened as the first time, and Nian Keer fell asleep.

However, unlike the first time, this time it was less than a minute later.

It seems that after his Yin Yang Divine Skill has advanced to the second layer, his overall control over Nian Keer's physiotherapy has reached another realm.

Zhang Lang now has absolute confidence, and within the allowed time range, he will try to cure Nian Ke'er as soon as possible.

Wiping the sweat from his head, Zhang Lang flipped his gesture and continued to massage Nian Keer's acupoints.

Zhang Lang tapped the spine with his right hand and patted the root behind his ear with his left hand.

As the treatment progressed, the back of Nian Keer's neck and back had begun to turn slightly pink.

This is exactly what shows that the treatment has been quite successful.

The last time Zhang Lang was treated here, he was already out of breath, but this time, he found that he was at ease.

It seems that compared with the second layer and the first layer of Yin Yang Divine Skill, it is simply heaven and earth.

And what about the third layer, the fourth layer, the fifth layer...... Or even the last ninth layer?

Thinking of this, Zhang Lang's heart was even more excited.

……

After a long while, Nian Ke'er woke up slowly, "The physiotherapy is over?" ”

Although she fell asleep, Nian Keer still had a sense of time.

"Well, let's talk about how you feel about the treatment this time." Zhang Lang took the notebook and sat down on the sofa facing Nian Keer