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

In the end, Changqing didn't come, and it was only the five of them who had dinner. I only found out after asking Song Bai that Changqing went to find Mo Yong, and said that he probably couldn't invite Mo Qi to have dinner together, and asked Song Bai to save some for them.

Mo Motang smiled, feeling a little rejoicing secretly.

Maybe it's a good thing that Changqing is not around. That king of fire will not stop anywhere. He is afraid that Changqing will be provoked to fight by others on a whim.

In case someone gets hurt again, Mr. Song will die of guilt.

Mo Motang glanced at Zhu Yuansi who was handing chopsticks to Mi Jeu, and thought that besides Mr. Song, he might be the most vulnerable person here.

I believe Miju has realized this.

Mo Motang looked back at Song Bai, and hurriedly said: "Half and half, there are still things to do in the afternoon."

Song Bai's Shengfan's hand paused for a moment, remembering that he was prone to sleepiness when he was full, he hesitated for a moment and gave him a little tip.

Mo Motang smiled helplessly, ignoring the doubts raised by the three people beside him, he stretched out his hand to take it with a thank you, already happy in his heart.

Fortunately, this amount has been much less than last time, so it won't make him too reluctant.

Song Bai's eyes were full of regret, and he stared at Mo Motang for a while before picking up a new white porcelain bowl and serving Zhaowan's meal.

In Song Bai's territory, no one can have the right to serve their own meals, everything has to be handed over to Song Bai.

Zhao Wan couldn't resist, so he could only let Song Bai do his best.

Then he was dumbfounded.

Zhao Wan seemed to finally understand why he shouted half of it, but the other half was still so much, several times he wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Song Bai's hand that added food without hesitation.

Mo Motang pinched the chopsticks and watched Zhao Wan blankly take the bowl that belonged to him, a huge spike appeared from the rice in the bowl, he was as cheerful as if he had never experienced it before.

When I got to Mijiu, I was even happier. Song Bai actually thought the bowl was not big enough, so he broke a bowl abruptly. Luckily, Zhao Wan was at a loss, but his reaction speed was not affected at all, so the bowl of rice was not wasted at all. .

However, there was no reaction to the jealousy on his face, and Mo Motang expressed deep regret.

In Zhu Yuansi's words, after all, there was an experience of eating together once, and Song Bai gave him a small tip in his rice bowl, and didn't force him too much.

Mo Motang doesn't care about the priority, but Song Bai does. There are two righteous ways here who also care, so he can only follow Song Bai's expectation and say: "Everyone, you are welcome, don't waste the hard work of Mr. Song."

After speaking, he took the lead and generally picked up the chopsticks and poked a mouthful of rice first.

Mo Motang was ready to accept several surprises again, but unexpectedly, no one cared, he noticed something, and looked at Song Bai beside him.

Song Bai smiled at him and showed his white teeth. He also picked up his chopsticks and didn't pick up any food for himself. He picked up a lot of food for him first. Since he couldn't eat spicy food last time, he seldom put chili in the food this time.

Mo Motang saw that there was no rice left in the bowl, so he hurriedly stopped Song Bai to hold it for him, seeing the two of them pile up more and more in the bowl, he reacted and hurriedly stopped.

If it continues, others will have nothing to eat!

To be honest, even if Zhu Yuansi has worshiped a big devil as his teacher, he is still nervous to sit and eat with several big figures, especially Mr. Song is going to sit with the devil, so he has Sword Master on his left and Master Sword on his right. It is the master.

But what about the scene in front of you?

Warm and a little funny.

Zhu Yuansi secretly glanced at Jian Zun and then at the master, rubbed his hands and still didn't have the guts.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he picked up the chopsticks, Miju picked up a piece of braised pork for him, Zhu Yuansi was stunned, his tears were about to well up uncontrollably, but he quickly suppressed him, and said in a low voice: "Thank you Master."

Miju stuffed him with another piece of meat, "Call me Master."

Zhu Yuansi didn't answer, silently picked up the nearest thing in front of him, threw it into the bowl of jealousy without seeing it clearly, and quickly lowered his head to pick up the rice, praying that the sword master didn't see it.

Looking at the piece of corn that was suddenly thrown over in the bowl, the soup was still dripping on the table, she was silent for a while, then looked up at Zhao Wan, and laughed silently.

In this alone, he has already won too much against Zhao Wan.

But Zhao Wan had already seen everything in his eyes, he hadn't picked up his chopsticks yet, and watched the table full of dishes motionless.

Mo Motang's voice suddenly appeared in his mind, asking: "Is there anything you are allergic to?"

Zhao Wan hurriedly replied: "Thank you Brother Shen for your concern, there are none here."

After a while, Shen Motang said again: "I won't pay for the medical expenses if I'm allergic to my mouth."

Zhao Wan picked up the chopsticks and replied, "Brother Shen, don't worry."

Then I consciously avoided certain dishes and started eating.

Mo Motang sighed, raised his hand to block Song Bai's hand that was still trying to pick up some food for him, turned around and swapped the dishes in front of him with the ones in front of Zhao Wan, and said with a smile: "I like this, give it to me, Brother Zhao doesn't mind."

Zhao Wan slowly shook her head, "No."

The exchange dish consisted of eggs and soy products, and a piece of fish.

It's something he's allergic to.

Zhaowan's heart swelled, it was very strange, but it didn't make him uncomfortable, so she said to Shen Tang through sound transmission, "Thank you."

Mo Motang also smiled in the sound transmission to him, "Thank you, I have already said that I like it."

To be honest, without the blessing of Sword Master's shell, Zhao Wan seemed a bit bored when his aura was completely restrained.

It's not the boring kind, but the kind that talks less.

Although it is said that one eats and sleeps without talking, but at this kind of dinner table where immortals and demons gather, it is embarrassing to say nothing at all.

But looking jealous is also a seldom talker, Mo Motang found that he couldn't move it for a long time, and he was still inclined to Zhu Yuansi and Song Bai when interacting, considering that he is also a fairy, isn't he?

Even if they can't interact with those two, as long as the atmosphere is relaxed, I believe they will not feel embarrassed.

Their current location was arranged by Mo Motang after thinking for a long time. Now, although it is a little bit off compared to the original idea, the effect is still good.

On his left is Song Bai, on the right is Zhao Wan, next to Zhao Wan is Zhu Yuansi, next to Zhu Yuansi is Mi Je, what he originally thought was to use the two weakest ones to sandwich Mi Je in the middle, it would be better than Putting it by your side is always ready to stop people from worrying.

In fact, with one Zhu Yuansi separating the other two, he and Song Bai needed to jump a little distance to communicate with Zhu Yuansi, and the scope of their activities widened.

Ah, very good.

very good.

Mo Motang straddled the table to pick up vegetables for Zhu Yuansi, thinking that he had already used the chopsticks, so he wrapped the chopsticks with magic energy, and after thinking about it, he picked up the dishes that Zhao Wan had picked up and wrapped them for Zhao Wan, and saw that he was jealous Gnaw the corn happily and wrap up a new piece of corn.

Three lines of sight moved over in unison, puzzled doubt, shocked shock, moved moved, in short, Mo Mo Tang felt embarrassed.

Mo Mo Tang was about to open his mouth to say haha, but Mi Ju suddenly said: "My lord."

It looked strangely serious, Mo Motang was taken aback, "Huh?"

Seeking to show him deliberately, Miju raised her hand and patted Zhu Yuansi's shoulder, "He will stay tonight."

Mo Motang:? ? ?

Mo Motang: "It's not good if you don't come home at night."

Miju looked at Zhaowan again, "He will stay tonight."

Zhao Wan raised her eyes, but she was looking at Zhu Yuansi.

Zhu Yuansi was very guilty, but this matter was finalized by the master during the martial arts training ground. The master's move was more like an announcement than an inquiry.

Zhu Yuansi lacked confidence, and his voice also became weak, and he called out in a low voice: "Jian Zun."

Zhao Wan nodded, "Okay."

Now that the guardian, cough, and his family have all agreed, Mo Motang has nothing to say, and nods, just about to say something, but Zhao Wan interrupts him.

Zhao Wan said, "I will stay too."

Mo Motang:? ? ?

No.

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