Chapter 1689 Can I call you Feifei?

Wan Yao, who hates a low-level human being to attract her attention, wants Yin Ze to come back. If they continue to develop like their masters, they may blow up this place and the surrounding areas one day, and then punished by heaven.

  The master fought so hard back then that the fish would die and the net would be broken, and he would not be able to rest until he died, although the method he uses now is more gentle...

   is not actually gentle.

Without any doubt, Awan took Mu Jing to several places that were not allowed to go. When she reached the last place, she pointed to the red isolation belt and said, "See, this is the forbidden within the forbidden, You can't get close even if you kill him."

   Mu Jing looked at the isolation zone that was at least a hundred meters away from him, and said, "Okay, I remember it."

   Take some time for Wan Yao to take a look.

   The person who had already started to calculate how to use the abilities of Wan Yao reasonably said to Awan, "Have we finished it? Where are we going next?"

   "There are still ten minutes, go back and wait for the meal. After eating, you have to continue working."

"Okay."

  The two went to the place to eat, Awan pulled her to sit in a corner, and began to take the initiative to talk to her about family affairs.

   Mu Jing felt that the other party regarded her as a real friend, so she opened the chat box and even started to talk about the past. She also listened carefully and matched two sentences from time to time. Proper listening made Awan feel good.

  Sometimes the party who takes the initiative to talk may not really want to talk, but just want to talk.

   Mu Jing is very good at this matter, and the occasional answer will not make the other party feel bored, and even coax the other party to laugh.

   Maybe it was because the place was so lively and the atmosphere was so good, it attracted several people who usually had a good relationship with Awan, moved their stools and leaned over, crowded around this small table, and joined the chat team.

When there are more people, things that you want to know and don't want to know will follow. Mu Jing still listens less and listens to them changing various topics. matter.

   "Fifi, can I call you that?"

   Mu Jing smiled slightly, "Yes."

   "That's good, I want to ask you, how do you take care of your skin? How is the outside world? I've been here since the virus started spreading, and I've never been out."

   Never been out once?

   Mu Jing blinked and said, "Maybe it's because I'm young? It won't be so good in a few years. As for the outside world, it's okay, the sun still rises, and the moon can't be seen at night."

The playful answer amused a few people around the table. They all started to chat with Mu Jing, and they didn't realize that their chat rhythm was in Mu Jing's hands. They answered whatever she asked, almost Direct without any thought, even if she reacted, she just smiled and felt that even if she knew something about this place, she couldn't do anything.

   Adding barcodes is equivalent to selling the whole person to barcodes. It is very difficult to get out of here, don't say anything else.

With a trace of worry about accidentally revealing secrets and contempt for the newlyweds, they continued to talk and laugh. Mu Jing chatted with them seemingly unaware. They didn't go away until dinner was over, worried that they would not be full. And rushed to the window to line up for dinner.

   "Let's go, let's queue up too."

   "Sister Wan, my stomach is suddenly uncomfortable, I'll leave first!"

   (end of this chapter)