Chapter 413

"Is there water outside?" she asked, her dark eyes with a slightly strange brilliance.

"Yes, we're at the bottom of the lake now. Of course there's water outside." he said to Mo Xiaohuan with a smile. After being drunk all night, he turned back and whispered to Mo Wen, "but don't say, boss. At first glance, Mo Xiaohuan's eyes look really terrible, like two empty eyes without eyes."

Mo Wen didn't make a sound, but Yu Lan made a sound and said, "do you think my eyes are terrible?"

As soon as Yu Lan's words were exported, he felt as if he had been stared at by some demon. He looked at the ink in horror. When he was about to export, he turned a corner into two words, "OK, OK."

Yu Lan couldn't help laughing. He stood up from Mo Wen's arms and went to see the outside of the window with Mo Xiaohuan.

Mo Wen looked at Yu Lan's figure with his side eyes and asked casually, "what did Gu Cheng come to do?"

"Ask me for the weapon making table." I found several pieces of paper pinned by paper clips from the messy documents on the table. I shrugged when I was drunk all night. "The troops in the South have gone one-third these days, and the interior is empty. I'm thinking about whether to take the fire to rob. It doesn't need a lot of weapons."

"Where are you going to rob by fire?" Mo Wen asked softly as he looked at the list of weapons handed over by drunken night.

"Of course, go to the first district or the first district in the south. Now there are many people from the outer district in the middle district. They are so poor that they don't get anything at all."

Said drunk all night, couldn't help sighing, and said with some melancholy, "but Xiuqi was doing this kind of house raiding before. Now he suddenly disappeared, which is very missed."

"Now the civilians have nothing to take. I'm going to rob the supplies of the southern forces directly." he sat at the table and spread his hands drunk all night.

"Who are you going to send now?" Mo Wen raised his eyes and asked.

"It must be the people from the invasion department. The people from our defense department are not good at doing this. I'm going to send them to the ark." I sat in front of Mo Wen again, drunk all night, leaning on my chin and laughing, "but you're back now, boss, so you'd better arrange these. I don't have to think about them."

Mo Wen glanced at him faintly, and said with a gentle and harmless smile, "for the time being, you should continue to manage it first. Seeing that you manage so well, I don't think it's good for me to take over the past now."

"No, no, no, boss, don't bother me. I'm really going to vomit in the face of so many documents every day. One day, now I can't hold on for a day." obviously, I know I can't fight ink, but I still want to die. Drunk night suddenly drooped his face and looked at the hard forced way of this unkind leader, "Boss, you are so wise and powerful, so you'd better take over."

This is what you should take care of. Is it really nice to leave it to him?!

In my heart, such silent stomach Fei is relieving Qi. Of course, I don't dare to say it when I'm drunk at night.

There was no change in the attitude towards recognizing Mo Wen who was drunk all night. He directly put the form in his hand, changed the topic and said, "I just want to find Gu Cheng to make a weapon."

"Boss, where's your weapon?" I just thought the form in my hand was as terrible as a beast. When I was drunk all night, I put down the form and whispered to the ink, "I remember your old dagger was very easy to use."

"I lost the dagger." Mo Wen said faintly.

"Wow, boss, can you still lose something?" I felt as if I heard some arabian nights when I was drunk. "Can that dagger fly?"

Mo Wen glanced at him obliquely. After a while, he smiled gently. Looking at the eyes of drunk night, he was very clear. "Drunk night, it's still the previous sentence. Your imagination is so rich. You'd better deal with more documents."

With that, he actually pushed all the documents on the table to the direction of drunk night, and he got up and walked towards Yu Lan.

Drunk without night, he looked at these messy documents in front of him and suddenly wanted to rush over and break the neck of ink.

Whose desire League is this? Hey!

Just then, the window was suddenly hit, and the dull voice startled several people in the room.

"What's the matter?" drunken night walked over and asked. At a glance, he saw a ferocious zombie sticking to the window, desperately trying to squeeze in.

I don't know what the glass in front of me is made of. Even if it is hit like this, there is no crack at all.

"Blue?" Mo Wen looked at Yu Lan now.

At this moment, Yu Lan bent his eyes and put his hand on the glass. He leaned over with a smile and said, "I just thought of your name. It's called black fish."

Naturally, the zombie couldn't hear Yu Lan's words, but when the blue words fell, it put away its ferocious appearance, twisted its head as big as a watermelon and rubbed Yu Lan's hand against the window.

"I'll find you tomorrow." Yu Lan thought and whispered, "take the Firebird with you."

The zombie seemed satisfied. As soon as he shook his tail, he disappeared into the window. There was nothing left outside the window except the impurities floating rapidly with the water.

After the zombie disappeared completely, Yu Lan turned to pull Mo Wen's sleeve and smiled at him, "ah Wen, let's go out tomorrow? I want to find it to play."

"OK." Mo Wen looked at the window, raised his hand and held Yu Lan's hand. He didn't forget to add a sentence in his mouth, "let's go together."

The drunken night standing next to him looked at this kind of ink and Yu Lan, and his head was still mended.

Yu Lan, like a primary school student who just came home from school, is full of thoughts about going out to play with his friends. Mo Wen is a spoiled abnormal parent, full of thoughts about going out with his daughter.

Well, no problem.

He knocked on his head and nodded happily. He felt that his Pisces imagination was really not covered.

"What do you think again?" a voice suddenly rang from the drunk night's ear, which scared him subconsciously to wave a punch at the rear.

"Stop, stop, how can you hit people when you come." Gu Cheng caught the drunken fist and smiled politely at Mo Wen, "boss, you're back."

Mo Wen nodded.

"Gu Cheng, are you a little polite? You don't know how to knock when you enter my room." Zui Wuyi takes back his hand and stares at Gu Cheng in a cold voice, "and don't suddenly talk next time in my ear."