The cold male protagonist will act like a spoiled child, and the corpse king's soul will float

Chapter 123 Help me with one more thing.

B City Base, the bottom floor of the experimental building.

The dormitory is six feet square, and there is a cramped shower room. Through the transparent frosted glass, you can vaguely see the warm steam rising from inside. The girl bathing in it feels like she is in a fairyland. Her delicate curves are reflected on the frosted glass door, and the flickering light and shadows reveal a hazy beauty.

There was only a warm yellow light on in the room. In the corner by the door stood a tall and thin figure, wearing a black and gold military uniform that fit him neatly. The upper half of the man's face was hidden in the light and shadow, and his features could not be seen clearly. His strong chin curve and thin lips tightly pursed outlined a gloomy look.

The impact of the gunshot wound in the chest that day was so real that Hou Jing thought that when he opened his eyes again, he would be in hell.

But when he opened his eyes again, he was still in the human world, in this room. The dull pain from the gunshot in his chest had not yet dissipated, but the wound had healed without even a trace of scar, as if he had never been shot.

But the blood-stained bullet that fell glaringly on the ground beside him and the dull pain in his chest were telling him that everything that had happened before and what he was like at this moment were obviously real.

There was a burst of intermittent sobbing in his ears. When Mo Yuanchu saw that he was awake, he hugged his waist. Hou Jing was stunned for a moment, silently listening to her telling him that Mo Yuankai had been taken away by Amber and his life or death was unknown. He stroked the girl's head, hugged the trembling body in his arms, and comforted her silently.

When Mo Yuanchu calmed down a little, Hou Jing looked at her and asked the question in his heart, "Why am I not dead?"

Mo Yuanchu pulled herself out of his arms and wiped the tears from her cheeks. She organized her words for a moment before speaking with a choked voice, "Because I used the power of the formation to make a puppet agreement with you without authorization. From now on, you will become my puppet, serve me as your master, and obtain all my supernatural powers. If I live, you live, and if I die, you die too."

Hou Jing was so surprised that he was speechless, or perhaps he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Mo Yuanchu hugged his knees and sat next to him at the wall in the corner of the room. "I'm sorry for dragging you into this and making you experience life and death again."

"You don't have to apologize," Hou Jing interrupted her abruptly, saying anxiously, "Since I decided to follow the boss, the boss's business is my business, and the boss's enemies are my enemies. I squeezed in voluntarily, so there is no question of whether I am involved or not."

"If anyone needs to apologize, it should be me. My ability is too weak and I can't help the boss at all." He was full of self-blame at the end.

Mo Yuanchu looked at him and couldn't help but feel happy for his brother Mo Yuankai to have such a brother who was willing to go through thick and thin for him.

She hesitated for a moment before continuing to explain, "Amber originally wanted to get rid of you again, but I told her that after I made a puppet agreement with you, you have become a puppet without emotions, belonging to me, and only I can end your life. After hearing this, Amber let you go, because puppets have no hearts, so naturally her mind reading will not have any effect on you."

"So now, I hope you can cooperate with me in acting out an amnesia scene, okay?"

Hou Jing nodded heavily at her.

Mo Yuanchu held his hand and pleaded, "Also, help me with one more thing."

"Didn't you say that I'm already your 'puppet'?" Hou Jing didn't answer directly immediately, but said in a reminder, "So, you just need to give me orders."

After hearing this, Mo Yuanchu seemed even more embarrassed. She lowered her eyes and continued, "Ever since I became what they call a superpower, they have been trying to control me. During the more than half a year that Amber has been holding me here, she has been trying every possible way to erase my memory, trying to turn me into another person, a well-behaved and obedient puppet that they can manipulate."

Mo Yuanchu hugged his knees helplessly.

Seeing her helpless appearance, Hou Jing felt distressed. He moved to hug her, but stopped himself because of the etiquette between men and women.

"I can't remember everything about my childhood now, and I can hardly remember what my brother looks like. One day I will forget my brother and all of you." Mo Yuanchu tried to recall the faces in his memory, but the faces that flashed by were only a blur.

She raised her eyes to look at the man beside her, "When that day comes, I hope you can bury the past about your brother deep in your heart, and obey the Lord of Amber City and obey me for the time being, understand?"

"If one day in the future I hurt my brother, or hurt my brother's other companions like you, I hope you can stop me and wake me up. Can you do it?"

Mo Yuanchu looked at him steadily with her eyes slightly swollen from crying. Her willow-like narrow pupils were flowing with ripples, and her eyes were as charming as silk, revealing an expectant look.

Hou Jing still just nodded heavily.

At this time, the sound of water in the bathroom had been turned off. As the bathroom door opened, a graceful figure wrapped only in a bath towel walked out.

Hou Jing lowered his eyes and subconsciously turned his back.

Mo Yuanchu walked to the bedside and looked at the several skirts of different styles spread out on the mattress. She was confused, "The skirts that Sister Amber sent are all very beautiful, but which one should I wear?"

She turned to the man waiting by the door, "Come here, help me pick one."

Hou Jing, who heard the call, hesitated for half a second before turning back. He naturally didn't dare to make the decision for her, so he just said, "Sister Ling'er will look good in any one of them."

"Of course I know that, but I can only wear one, otherwise why would I need you to help me choose?"

Hearing her say this, the man glanced at the skirts spread out on the bed, and then casually pointed at a blue dress.

Mo Yuanchu looked in the direction he pointed, then she picked up the skirt, pulled the bath towel around her body and began to put it on.

Hou Jing lowered his eyes and turned away hastily. Although his avoidance reaction was quick and he naturally didn't dare to look at what he shouldn't look at, his earlobes still turned red.

Mo Yuanchu put on the skirt and walked in front of the man, turned around, and asked with a smile, "Does it look good?"

The wide skirt flowed as she turned, and the silky smooth fabric made the girl look like a dancing butterfly.

Hou Jing took a quick glance and replied, "It looks good."

Mo Yuanchu stared at him, frowned slightly, looked dissatisfied, and said in a somewhat unhappy tone, "You said yes without even looking at it?"

She raised her hand and pinched the man's chin, forcing him to look up. "Look at me and say it again."

Hou Jing raised his eyes to meet the girl's gaze, "Sister Ling'er looks good in anything she wears."

Hearing his perfunctory response as if he was following an order, Mo Yuanchu let go of his hand with even more anger, "Why are you as dumb as a piece of wood? I'm really curious, why did I choose you to be my puppet?"

Looking at the girl in front of him, who regarded his enemy as her sister and whose personality was completely different from before after her memory was replaced by Amber, Hou Jing just remained silent for a while.

After a long while, he chose a pair of high heels that matched Mo Yuanchu's blue dress from among the several pairs of high heels that Amber had sent him, and walked towards her. He avoided the previous topic and reminded her, "Change your shoes, or the Lord of Amber City will have to wait for a long time."