Salted Fish Demon Zun refuses to work overtime [Transmigration Book]

Changqing joined the battlefield at this time, raised his hand and swore: "Lord, I promise, I will only eat like this in the future."

Mo Motang's heart skipped a beat.

That's unnecessary.

Besides, can we not worry about how he eats?

He really didn't cry sadly!

Seeing that Song Bai was about to imitate and raise his hands, Mo Motang hurriedly said: "Put your hands down, don't imitate me."

The two looked at each other, their eyes were so anxious that fire came out.

Just as a gust of breeze blew by, a speck of dust forcibly bypassed the thick eyelashes, once again fascinated Shen Motang's eyes, tears welled up again, and the eyelashes were instantly stained with moisture.

Mo Motang couldn't help uttering a curse word from the Mozong in his heart.

This sand has long legs, the sky is big and the earth is big, why did it run into his eyes!

But this one is not quite the same as the last one. It made him cry, and it made him unable to open his eyes. Mo Motang could only cover his eyes and ask for help, "Save me first, another one will come in."

The two looked at each other suspiciously, and felt that it was not a lie, so they got up and came to Mo Motang.

Song Bainian let out an offense, and lightly breathed a sigh of relief into Mo Motang's eyes.

The surging tears immediately broke through the defense and rushed the dust out. Mo Motang finally recovered his eyesight, and thanked Song Bai while wiping away his tears.

Song Bailian said a few words of politeness, and then looked at Changqing, seeing a different sense of shame in the other person's eyes.

Who would have thought that this was really a misunderstanding?

In other words, how did they think that Mozun would be so sad that he would cry because of this?

So in addition to being ashamed, there was a somewhat inexplicable smile.

Shen Mo Tang knew that the misunderstanding had been resolved, and now it was just a different kind of embarrassment, and muttered: "Don't laugh."

It's okay if you don't say anything, Song Bai was the first to laugh when he said this, Changqing followed closely behind, and he didn't laugh out loud, and stopped before Shen Motang completely recovered.

Mo Motang raised his eyes and saw two faces that were a little too tense, he might as well not pretend.

I suspect you are secretly laughing at me but I have no proof.jpg

So simply, Shen Motang was the first to laugh, his brows and eyes were bent, his clear purple eyes reflected the golden afterglow of the setting sun, they were more dazzling than any jewels, and they looked ugly.

This is a very contagious smile, and the other two looked at each other, both of them couldn't restrain their smiles, and they laughed together.

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Changqing eats faster than him, Mo Motang finally dug out the protruding point, Changqing had already finished a bowl, before Mo Motang sighed with emotion, Changqing stood up first to fill another bowl, Although not as exaggerated as Song Baisheng's, it was still a full bowl.

Song Baile looked at it with a chuckle, as if he was used to it.

Mo Motang was dumbfounded.

Changqing came back and sat down again, "Mr. Song's craftsmanship is really good, it really whets the appetite."

Song Bai said modestly: "Where is it, it's just a simple meal, as long as you don't dislike it."

Rough, rough tea and light rice?

Modesty is a virtue, but it's too much!

Mo Motang was still shocked by Changqing's appetite. To be honest, if he hadn't really had a meal with Changqing, who would think that Changqing is the type that can eat?

He believes that Changqing is the kind who is good at body management and strictly controls body fat.

Changqing noticed his undisguised shock, and suddenly winked at him, "I didn't expect the Lord to eat so politely."

Mo Motang suddenly came back to his senses.

Nonsense, he can't finish eating too fast!

But can we not roll up in strange places? Hey!

Mo Motang blinked, threw the winking eyes from Changqing to the ground, and refused to useless competition.

Fortunately, there were only a few dishes with chili peppers on them, and it didn't matter if Mo Motang avoided it a little bit. Perhaps thanks to his health, he finally finished the bowl of rice, and there was nothing left in his stomach. Weighing and weighing, there is still a small half of the wine jar that has not been finished.

There is no way around this, the old man doesn't drink alcohol, and Changqing just rejected him after drinking a small cup, so he drank most of it by himself, not that he couldn't finish the small jar of wine, It was too full.

He was too full to move.

It can only be said that it is a good thing that a long-term relationship was added in the middle, otherwise the dishes on the table would not be as clean as they are now. The old man didn't seem to expect that. He was afraid that the two of them would not be full, so he wanted to add a few more dishes several times. .

Of course, both of them rejected it in unison.

Mo Motang glanced at Changqing, and it was a little funny for no reason, it turned out that Changqing couldn't continue to show off.

Changqing just smiled helplessly, he didn't expect Song Bai to be so enthusiastic.

The benefit of being close to one's cultivation is manifested at this time. There is no need to fetch water to wash dishes, and all problems can be solved with a single spell.

Helping Song Bai pack up the dishes and put them back in the kitchen, the sky had completely darkened, and the three of them went back to chatting at the table, the moon at the beginning of the month is thin and crooked, even if the stars are hanging all over the sky, it is not so bright , Mo Motang took out a luminous pearl and put it on the table for lighting.

Changqing wanted to turn the topic to the "no" that Mo Motang said several times, but he ruthlessly refused.

If you don't refuse, do you want to confess his bleak love history to Changqing again?

He said it straight.

No!Not at all!

Not since his kindergarten days!

Not only was he a widow in his previous life, but he was also a widow in this life!

Song Bai gossiped and asked him why he was possessed, but he didn't remember it, but it definitely wasn't because of the word "love" that Song Bai guessed, because he didn't have one!

If Changqing's answer at that time was not suddenly heavy, this question would have been transferred to Changqing by Mr. Song. As a result, Mr. Song had finally forgotten this matter and stopped mentioning it, but Changqing brought it up again.

孽 孽!

Since Mo Motang couldn't get through here, it was also impossible for Chang Qing to ponder and ask Song Bai.

It's not that he hasn't done the thing of making progress, and he has done it more than once in a short period of time. Although the consequences are not too serious, Mo Motang's warning is equally scary.

With a long sigh, he had to change the subject.

Suddenly, Mo Motang couldn't help yawning, and instantly attracted two suspicious eyes.

Mo Motang: "Why?"

Changqing hesitated and asked: "My lord, are you sleepy?"

Song Bai nodded in agreement, "Why don't you go back and rest."

Mo Motang still wanted to quibble, but he saw a few dark clouds hanging on the clear sky just now, covering the stars with darkness, the air was also tide, and the wind gradually rose.

It looked like it was going to rain soon.

Mo Motang could only nod her head, "Rest early."

-

It rained all night.

When Mo Motang got stuck in the morning and went out, it was still drizzling.

Yesterday when he settled Song Bai and left that courtyard, the wind had already picked up. Even though his first reaction was to protect the flowers and trees in the courtyard, the red plums and brocades were blown away all over the place.

Fortunately, they were blooming abnormally, but they were still luxuriant, and there were no obvious gaps.

Mo Motang quietly praised Mo Yong and Zhao Wan in his heart.

He didn't plan to clean the yard either, he thought about going directly to the study, but as soon as he opened the courtyard door, he saw Changqing standing in front of the door holding a red umbrella, and said to him, "Morning Lord."

Mo Motang's heart skipped a beat, and he thought that luckily it was daytime, if he met him at night, he would be shocked.

But Mo Motang quickly realized something was wrong, and Dao Sheng asked again: "What are you doing here?"

Changqing smiled perfunctorily, "I was entrusted by someone to deliver something to the Lord."

Before Shen Motang could ask, Changqing suddenly raised his other hand, clearly still holding the same red umbrella in his hand.

Shen Motang was stunned.

Changqing handed the red umbrella to Shen Motang, cleared his throat and imitated a soft tone and said: "'The last time it rained, I saw that the Lord didn't open an umbrella, so I thought it might be because I didn't have one, so I did it Two, you take one, and you help me give the other to the Lord', well, there should be no omissions."

Mo Motang was even more confused, this was not like the long-term love in the past, even if the long-term love in ordinary times was eccentric, it would not be so obvious.

No, to say it is yin and yang, it is better to say it is sour.

acid?

with him?

Crazy!

Mo Motang was stunned for a while, and finally moved his eyes away from the red umbrella in Changqing's hand, looking at Changqing, "Who?"

Changqing handed it to him again, and this time without waiting for Shen Motang's reaction, he directly stuffed it into his hand, speaking fast but loudly, "Six six."

That is Mo Qi.

Mo Motang was confused, "Why?"

The long-term love was clearly unhappy, but he still forced a smile and said: "No reason, she wanted to give it to the Lord but she didn't dare, so she had to give me a favor and I helped her, who made her like the Lord so much?" Where is the Lord?"

Mo Motang:? ? ?

What do you like?

Who likes whom?

This suddenly reminded him of the fluffy little white rabbit Mo Chie on the lawn last time, and how he rushed to question his love after that.

Mo Motang blurted out: "Don't you like her?"

The long-term relationship froze for a moment, and then said: "Of course I like her, but can it be the same?"

Mo Motang was puzzled, "Why is it different?"

Long-term love, how can this be the same?

He and Liuliu had been together a long, long time ago, long before anyone he knew, when they were both little devils who couldn't even change their shapes.

Of course, it does not mean words like childhood sweethearts with some vague and daydream meanings, but the sharing weal and woe of being hurt and cuddling together to lick our wounds.

It can even be said that Liuliu is part of a long-term relationship. How could he not like himself?

Changqing unconsciously turned the handle of the umbrella, "Anyway, I brought the words and the things, and the Lord bid farewell."

Mo Motang was anxious, and blurted out to stop others: "You must have remembered wrongly."

Chang Qing paused, smiled and shook his head, "Honorable Lord is really good at making jokes, Liuliu is pro-Honorable Sect, not to mention that everyone knows it, but there are many people who know it, it's better not to joke about this kind of thing , Liuliu will be sad."

Oh oh oh, it turned out to be a faction.

Wait a minute, there are actually factions.

The pro-Mazun sect, isn't there also an anti-Mazun sect?

Mo Motang raised his eyes, "Then you..."

Chang Qing already turned around, "I'm sorry for delaying the Lord's time, I still have something to do, so I will leave first."

Shen Motang looked down at the red umbrella that was forcefully stuffed into his hand, and still felt that Changqing had misremembered it. After all, this color is more suitable for Changqing no matter how you look at it.

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