This zombie looks different

It couldn't be more obvious who the culprit was.

Mo Ansen is funny, is Zhong Qiuchen childish?

Zhong Qiuchen didn't care so much, this time he learned to be smart, he carried all the gray balls he grabbed back to the ground as quickly as possible, and then watched them disperse.

His land was only about a hundred square meters in total, and it was not difficult to fill it up. Soon the entire ground was the color of ashes.

After finishing his work, Zhong Qiuchen looked back at Mo Ansen again.

The ruins were very wide, and the ash brought back by Mo Ansen was not enough to cover the entire ruins, so he chose half of the place to spread first.

Zhong Qiuchen looked at Mo Ansen's busyness, and wanted to help him as soon as he rolled his eyes.

When Mo Ansen saw Zhong Qiuchen's unkind face and the looming big tail behind his buttocks, he knew that Zhong Qiuchen had no good intentions.

Facts have proved that Zhong Qiuchen really has no good intentions, he superficially helped but in fact secretly covered Chen Cang, and all the ashes he helped to scatter were scattered in his own small field.

When Mo Ansen scattered all the ashes he brought back on the ruins, Zhong Qiuchen's small land was already covered with a thick layer of ash, and Zhong Qiuchen also turned into a mud monkey because of the constant contact with the ashes.

Under the setting sun, Zhong Qiuchen touched his dingy face with a satisfied face, not caring about the smile in Mo Ansen's eyes, and calmly walked to the lake to wash himself clean.

The group of monkeys had eaten enough and cut some grass to feed the fish, and they had already returned to the city. The lakeside was quiet and quiet, only the sunset and the breeze remained.

In the morning of Zhongqiu, he came to the lake and walked into the water.

His whole body was covered in ashes, and he simply sat in the water to wash himself and the clothes on his body.

After taking a bath and washing clothes, Zhong Qiuchen was about to wash his hair, when an extra hand appeared beside him, and Mo Ansen came over at some point.

Zhong Qiuchen looked up, and under the sun, Mo Ansen rolled up his trouser legs and bent over, his eyes focused and serious.Mo Ansen pressed his fingers on his scalp to a comfortable level, as if he was fiddling with something strange.

The water on Zhong Qiuchen's hair slid all the way down his fair neck, and slid into his neck. The faint touch was like fingertips passing by, making Zhong Qiuchen's body tremble slightly.

Zhong Qiuchen shook his head vigorously, throwing the water from his hair all over Mo Ansen.

Mo Ansen was not angry either, his eyes were full of helplessness, and his tone was low and doting, "Don't move."

Mo Ansen's voice was low and hoarse, and along with the hoarseness, a feeling of itching in his ears hit Zhong Qiuchen, Zhong Qiuchen immediately stayed still and asked Mo Ansen to help wash his hair.