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

The two had a tacit understanding and never asked questions.

It's just that Mo Motang had already uttered any of the two sentences, and after the anger dissipated, the enthusiasm was not willing to dissipate at all.

Mo Motang attributed all this to embarrassment.

Really embarrassing.

Especially when he said it in person in front of Zhaowan.

Regardless of Zhao Wan's calm appearance now, Shen Motang felt that Zhao Wan should still care, otherwise he wouldn't have tried desperately to stop him.

This made Mo Motang wonder for a moment whether it was good or bad that he was not blocked.

But things have come to this point, and the memory can't be erased, no, it's not that it can't be erased, it's just that Zhaowan, he doesn't think he can erase Zhaowan's memory.

The greatest possibility is that not only can it not be erased, but it will also make Zhao Wan feel bad for him from now on.

Zhao Wan is his friend, a friend who is not sure how many times more reliable than Changqing Mienjue!

How could he have allowed this to actually happen?

but……

Mo Motang raised his eyes and took a sneak peek at Zhao Wan, his eyes were lowered, the sun shone on his long eyelashes, which were fluffy, adding a bit of warmth to Zhao Wan's sculpture-like stern face.

He felt he could answer the long-love question.

he likes.

Handsome and capable, who doesn't like it?

This is due to the fact that the camps are different, so he has to be more cautious. If he changes his identity, he can be proud!

Such an excellent person is his friend!

The high-cold existence that others can't hope for is a friend who often comes to have dinner with him!

Very good, stop here.

No matter what he thought in his heart, he couldn't say it out.

His intuition told him that this is not what Chang Qing asked, and he didn't know what Zhao Wan was thinking in his heart, saying it would only increase embarrassment.

It's not that the slightly awkward atmosphere between the two of them may turn into... who knows what it will turn into!

Mo Motang randomly grabbed a handful of hair, feeling a little upset for no reason.

Zhao Wan was also upset, and she didn't know the reason. She also tried hard to suppress the wanton thoughts in her heart, and then suppressed the voice that was about to move and tried to ask, and forcibly changed the subject: "Would you like to see it with your own eyes? Look at these people."

Mo Motang came back to his senses, shook his head and refused without thinking, "No, I'm going to get off work soon."

No matter what, you can't work overtime, can you?

Ah, no.

It really can't be.

Doesn't this show that he doesn't care about the newly moved villagers?

No, he still cared a lot.

That is, who would want to meet the big devil once he landed after traveling for thousands of miles?

He just wanted the people to settle down first.

That's right, that's it.

Mo Motang finally convinced himself, and turned to look at Zhao Wan, but Zhao Wan didn't seem to expect him to answer like this, and was a little startled.

He thought about the possibility of explaining to Zhao Wan for a while, but before he could organize his words, Zhao Wan had already convinced himself, nodded and said: "It makes sense."

It seems that the eloquence of his words is indeed that he feels that he is "reasonable".

Mo Motang nodded in satisfaction.

Does this mean that, to some extent, the common sense of going to and from get off work on time has been accepted by Zhaowan?

It seems that you can still talk about the "nine to five" thing, at least reject "007" first.

Taking the communication amulet back to the mustard seed, Mo Mo Tang blinked at Zhao Wan, his eyes looked bright, and said cheerfully: "What about Ah Wan? What's next?"

Dazed, Zhao Wan was hit on the head by a bunch of small stars, and immediately became dizzy, only feeling that his heart and eyes suddenly opened up.

Mo Motang was happy, he could feel it.

So he is also very happy.

But obviously, Zhao Wan's answer was far from his mood at the moment, or had nothing to do with it. He said, "I'll go back to the clan to report on my duties."

Mo Motang was instantly calmed down by this sentence.

I almost forgot that when Zhao Wanhui and Changqing met, they met by chance because they had problems to solve.

Thinking about it, Mo Motang asked, "Ah Wan went to Baique Island for the purpose of going around the sea?"

When it came to business, Zhao Wan's expression became serious immediately, and he nodded, "Yes."

Mo Motang couldn't help but get serious, remembering whether it was Zhu Yuansi who provided information earlier or Changqing who went to collect refugees, they all said that Huanhai was constantly experiencing abnormalities and setting off huge tsunamis.

Even submerged islands and shattered mountains.

Shatter the mountains?

Mo Motang hastily flipped through the report, located a page, carefully checked the few civilians rescued from the cracks in the mountains, and was stunned.

There are really mountains.

Why didn't he notice it just now?

Mo Motang slowly raised his eyes to look at Zhao Wan, pointed to the lines about the mountains, and asked, "Are the mountains broken?"

Zhao Wan replied yes.

Mo Motang was too shocked to slow down.

Could it be a harbinger of the incident in the book?

Did the strangeness start so early?

Mo Motang reacted for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he stared at Zhao Wan intently, not seeing a slight change in Zhao Wan's expression, and became even more puzzled, "Is the problem around the sea serious?"

Zhao Wan hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head, "Don't worry, it's fine."

Mo Motang didn't believe it, "Has everything been resolved? Have you found the reason?"

His gaze was too direct and too hot, Zhao Wan couldn't avoid it, so he just nodded and told the truth, "At present, we can only find out that it's an earthquake."

Mo Motang immediately denied: "It's not an earthquake."

Zhao Wan: "?"

Mo Motang was stunned, and quickly said: "I mean yes, if it is really an earthquake that can break the mountain range, the main island of Baique Island will not be damaged to this extent."

Zhao Wan agrees with this statement. To be honest, he also thinks so. Among the submerged islands, there are many that are very close to the main island.

You know, those submerged islands sank to the bottom of the sea before even the big array could be activated.

But the weirdness is here, he can't find any clues to point to other reasons for what happened besides the earthquake.

Therefore, he can only say that it is currently.

Mo Motang thought of something and asked again: "Is there no trace of man-made?"

Zhao Wan shook her head.

Mo Motang wanted to say something, but changed his words temporarily when the words came to his lips: "Well, that seems to be an earthquake, which really caught people off guard."

Zhao Wan sensed something was wrong, he felt that Mo Mo Tang was hiding something from him, but Mo Mo Tang looked completely hesitant, as if he himself was not sure.

At this time, does he really want to ask Mo Mo Tang a question?

Zhao Wan couldn't be sure, "Tangtang really thinks so?"

Mo Motang avoided his sight, "Otherwise? It can't be that there is something on the bottom of the sea, why hide under the bottom of the sea with such great ability."

Zhao Wan was about to speak, when Mo Motang remembered something and quickly turned to meet his gaze, with a serious expression, "Don't tell me you're going."

Zhao Wan slowly shook his head.

Shen Motang was relieved, and let out a long breath.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Wan suddenly said at this moment: "I have already been there."

Mo Motang's heart skipped a beat.

Zhao Wan quickly added: "No abnormality."

Mo Motang closed his eyes, not to say relaxed.

How about letting his heart bungee jump here every day?

Shen Motang opened his eyes again, his clear purple eyes were as quiet as an abyss, he raised his index finger, "Promise me one thing?"

Zhao Wan's eyelashes moved slightly, and the fine sunlight shone on his pupils, which were golden, like attractive swirls.

Mo Motang said slowly word by word: "Don't go deep into Huanhai alone."

There was no doubt in the golden pupils.

Mo Motang couldn't help but want to lower his eyes, but he didn't want to look away, resisting his strange instinct and continued: "If you can't find someone who is willing to go with you, come find me."

He replaced his upright index finger with his little finger, which was the finger he wore the communication ring on and the finger he usually used when pulling the hook.

He said, "Can you make an appointment with me?"

Zhao Wan's expression finally changed slightly, the cold and hard lines softened quickly, but she resolutely chose to refuse, "I..."

Shen Motang bent her little finger, "We are friends, aren't we?"

He turned his back to the sun, but it seemed to be shining.

Zhao Wan almost lost his mind, the moment before his sanity shattered, he shook his head.

"It's dangerous there, you can't go there."

Mo Motang immediately stepped forward and stretched out his hands, pinching Zhao Wan's face left and right, applying a little force, stopped Zhao Wan from shaking his head.

"That's why I'm going with you."

Breathing is a little short.

However, after realizing the contact between their postures and bodies, both of them froze obviously, and neither of them expected that things would develop to such an extent.

The excited breathing instantly calmed down, or in other words, so quiet that it almost stopped at the same time.

Enthusiasm surged up, and within a moment, the ears of the two were red.

Shen Motang's mind was shut down on the spot, despite all kinds of reactions in his body clamoring that something was wrong, but he didn't have the slightest spare energy to control himself to let go.

In other words, why did he want to get started?

Because Zhao Wan rejected him?

That shouldn't be the case!

Look, how embarrassing it is now?

So what should he do now?

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, the sun spared no effort to shine on Zhao Wan's face, in Zhao Wan's eyes, but scalded his palm.

The distance between them seems a bit, too close.

The line of sight moved down unconsciously, across the deep eyes, high nose bridge, beautiful lips...

Under the influence of drugs, he kissed wantonly...

Shen Motang suddenly stopped, and hastily shifted his gaze upwards, slamming into his flustered eyes in a panic.

Stop there.

He suspected they were thinking the same thing.

There is no need to think about it at this time.

Mo Motang hurriedly let go of his hand and took a half step back, hastily tossed away the memories that emerged in his mind, pretending not to care, and said, "If Ah Wan is not in a hurry, why don't you wait a while."

Zhao Wan's face looked flushed, the redness could not be concealed by the afterglow of the setting sun, and doubts finally appeared in her eyes.

Mo Motang avoided his eyes in embarrassment, forced a smile and said, "I've just learned how to draw silk apples, ah no, fairy fruit."

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