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

Zhao Wan did come to inform Mo Motang of the investigation results on "wine".

Mo Motang knew about the drug inside, and Zhao Wan didn't even need to investigate, the key was that Zhao Wan asked someone to analyze the ingredients, and it didn't belong to any drug that had been seen on the market.

What he really wanted to say was even so subtle that the analyst almost didn't let the analyst pack up and follow Zhao Wan to learn from his teacher.

This surprised Mo Motang a little. If Changqing really researched it by himself, then Changqing really has studied it to the extreme.

The spirit is commendable, but it can't be used, at least it can't be used on him!

Next, Zhao Wan took out the materials bit by bit, put one in front of Shen Mo Tang, and held the other in his hand, and analyzed them one by one.

Including what is inside, whether it will cause a burden to the body, etc.

Very written, very official, except that tacit agreement did not mention anything about that night, and it seemed that the momentum was very good.

Mo Motang listened and responded while distracted by thoughts, so, did Zhao Wan not care?Do you still care?

After all, the forms of expression can be similar.

He hesitated for a long time between the two, but he still felt that Zhao Wan shouldn't be indifferent, it was outrageous no matter what.

But he is not qualified to talk about Zhao Wan, and he also cares about it.

Otherwise, Zhao Wan would not be allowed to enter the sect during the closed period.

Although there was another Zhu Yuansi who also came after closing the sect, after all, Zhu Yuansi was looking for jealousy and would not have any relationship with him, so he let him go.

Speaking of which, he had specifically reminded Zhao Wan not to come again in the near future. Who would have thought that such a development would follow?

Mo Motang sneaked his eyes out of the paper and glanced at Zhao Wan's slightly serious face, filled with emotion in his heart.

But it sounds like Zhaowan was the one who detoxified him, and it was really hard work to detoxify him despite being confused and puzzled.

Mo Motang expressed a little apology again, and even expressed a little gratitude, at least the worst result was avoided, right?

Zhao Wan didn't notice his small movements, saying it was for Shen Motang's analysis, but she fell into deep thought first, thought for a moment and suddenly said: "Perhaps, the wine itself is also one of the medicinal ingredients."

Mo Motang suddenly stopped, and stopped being sneaky, he put down the paper and said, "I will quit drinking."

Zhao Wan didn't react, and said anxiously: "I don't have that intention."

Mo Motang smiled lightly, he didn't think Zhao Wan had this kind of thinking, but well, he found out that drinking was a mistake, no matter for him or for Zhao Wan.

So he said, "I know."

Speaking of getting up, he stretched his hand over the table and pressed the information in Zhao Wan's hand, "It's a commercial secret to continue, let's stop here."

Zhao Wan raised his eyes, his deep eyes were calm and peaceful, the soft light of night pearls shone on his face, the gentle and clear edges and corners seemed to shine in Shen Motang's eyes.

Mo Motang blinked guilty, and added: "Don't worry, Shuangyue Sect will not buy or sell such things."

The confusion in Zhao Wan's eyes instantly magnified, but she still let go of the corner of the paper as she said, and did not look at the document again.

Mo Motang breathed a sigh of relief, commercial secrets are one thing, if Zhao Wan is really going to find out the specific effect of the medicine, where should he put his face.

He wanted to say that he was thick-skinned and he wasn't afraid, but he might, really couldn't look at Zhao Wan directly anymore.

Taking back the documents in Zhao Wan's hand, Mo Motang, together with the one in front of her, instantly burned to powder.

The remaining ashes were blown away by the wind without leaving a trace.

Then Zhao Wan took out another stack of papers and handed it to Mo Motang.

Mo Motang was startled, why is there still?

Thinking about taking it and burning it, Zhao Wan said at this moment: "This is the deed."

Mo Motang reacted quickly, swung his arms round and raised his hands high. The high temperature created by the silver bracelet even distorted the air around his wrists, almost burning the stack of house deeds.

Mo Motang asked in surprise: "What?"

Zhao Wan obviously didn't expect his reaction to be so strong, and his hand was a little stiff, and continued: "The store that Brother Shen mentioned earlier, I entrusted someone to set it up."

The high temperature brought by the silver bracelet dissipated, Shen Mo Tang put down his hand, but the doubt in his heart could not go away for a while, "No."

Zhao Wan blinked.

Mo Motang also blinked, and couldn't help but get excited, "It's true that I asked you, but I just said that casually, and I didn't ask you to help with the arrangement!"

Zhao Wan lowered her eyes and placed the house deed on the table, "I just want to help Brother Shen."

Mo Motang felt his heart stabbed for a moment, and said in a slow tone: "Thank you brother Zhao for your kindness, but I can't accept this deed."

It is true that he brought up the matter of the store to Zhaowan, but it was only because he didn't know much about it, and he wanted to ask people outside the sect for their opinions, to see where it would be more appropriate to put it, and what it was like at the beginning scale.

Who would have thought?

what?

Who would have thought that Zhao Wan would rush straight away?

It doesn't have to be so fast!

Speaking of which, did Zhaowan intend to tell him about this last time, but was disturbed by a glass of medicinal wine sent by Changqing.

Zhao Wan couldn't have planned to talk about this last time.

Mo Mo Tang sat down again, "Brother Zhao's kindness is appreciated, but there is no need to mention this matter."

As he spoke, he pushed the house deed that Zhao Wan put on the table back in front of Zhao Wan, "I have no reason to accept it, whether it's public or private, Brother Zhao, please don't make things difficult for me."

Zhao Wan suddenly said, "It's not without reason."

Mo Motang: "?"

Zhao Wan raised her eyes to meet his, "This is an insignificant compensation for me."

This gaze was too serious, clearly digging out all the little thoughts in his corners, and stacking them into the memory, coincided with the savage hug and kiss, and suddenly blushed his face.

Mo Motang suddenly turned his back, "Can we, can we let it pass?"

Zhao Wan didn't respond.

Shen Motang lowered his head and moved back to face Zhao Wan bit by bit, but he still didn't dare to look up at Zhao Wan's expression, and added: "If you can forgive me."

Zhao Wan was slightly startled, "Brother Shen, why did you say that? Brother Shen is not at fault."

Mo Motang took a deep breath, finally looked up at Zhao Wan, and said loudly, "It's not you either!"

After finishing speaking, she didn't dare to look at Zhao Wan's reaction, she lowered her gaze and said in a low voice, "So, shall we go over there? Ah Wan."

Zhao Wan turned her face away, the tips of her ears were slightly red.

Silence filled the garden.

After a long time, Zhaowan pushed the deed to Mo Motang again, "Since that's the case, Brother Shen should accept it."

Mo Motang stared at Zhao Wan's slender knuckles on the house deed, feeling a little dazed.

Only to hear Zhao Wan say again: "It's private."

Mo Motang looked up blankly, "Huh?"

Zhao Wan quietly waited for his gaze, covering up all thoughts that shouldn't exist here, "Please allow me to take advantage of this danger."

Mo Motang: "?"

Zhao Wan's deep eyes suddenly became confused for a moment, and then returned to normal after a while, and said with determination: "Tangtang."

Mo Motang covered his hot face, and picked up the slumped chin by the way, his heartbeat stopped for an instant, and he was speechless for a long time.

what is this?

Nicknames swapped?

Etc., etc.

He still couldn't react.

In his eight hundred lifetimes, he never thought that this title would come from Zhaowan's mouth, or from any mouth, so how could Zhaowan think of calling him that?

Could it be that he was really taking advantage of others?

He not only messed around, but also talked nonsense?

How could Zhao Wan just accept it like this?How bad!

Moving his palm up silently, Mo Motang covered his eyes, and if possible, he wanted to cover his ears even more.

This lethality is really a bit big.

Suddenly, she understood Zhaowan's mood back then.

Fortunately, I didn't call people "Wanwan" at the beginning. Counting "Zhaowan" and "Awan", plus "Jianzun", they can all play mahjong at a table, okay?

Sure enough, the name has a huge influence on people to a certain extent, even if it is called out by different people.

Mo Motang managed to smooth out his breath, and with difficulty put down his palms to look at Zhao Wan, but was shocked suddenly.

No, why are you blushing? ! ! !

What about socialist brotherhood?

Ah, sorry, messing around.

But you look really suspicious.

Although it is really shameful to call it that way, he also thinks so, but isn't it good to save some face for each other?

Take control please!

Shen Motang's empty brain shook again and again, struggling to squeeze the words out between his teeth: "Then, are we friends?"

A friend composed of the sword master and the demon master...?

The ten thousand zhang thunder split the sky and resounded through the entire mountain range of the Shuangyue Sect with Zhao Wan's sudden nod, but was isolated from a small mustard.

Among the mustard seeds, the luxuriant flowers and trees are thriving and never wither.

The two hearts, which were beating slightly hurriedly, took the first step towards each other firmly.

Start with friends.

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