C109 Your Idiot

"At least not now." Mo Ziyun rubbed his aching temples. In the end, he steeled his heart and pushed away Di Yuanxiu, who was lying on top of him. "Get up. There's still a lot to do, isn't there? Oh right, where are Huizi and the others?"

How could Di Yuanxiu not see that Mo Ziyun was obviously changing the topic? However, seeing that Mo Ziyun really did not want to talk about it