The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Mo Ran's fingertips trembled a little, and his heartbeat was unbelievably fast.

The saddest thing about a man is that his sexual desire is not controlled by his reason. Even if he himself is unwilling, his lower body is still hot and swollen.

He cursed himself in a low voice, adjusted his sitting posture so that no one could see it, and then leaned over to serve another bowl of soup for Chu Wanning.

When the soup bowl was handed over, his fingers rubbed against Chu Wanning's. He was startled, only to feel that the meaning of numbness was like lightning flashing through the spine, shaking his hand, and the soup spilled out a little.

Chu Wanning frowned, and didn't care so much. He took the soup and drank it to relieve the spicy pain between his lips and teeth.Mo Ran looked at his lips without saying a word, it was red because of the spiciness, like fresh fruit among the leaves and flowers on the branches.

The kiss is soft, warm and moist...

"Snapped!"

The ink burned and gave himself a slap.

Everyone was stunned and looked at him silently.

Only then did Mo Ran suddenly come back to his senses, cleared his throat embarrassingly, and said hoarsely: "A mosquito stopped on my face."

"Ouch." Suddenly a loud female voice rang out, fussing, "Mosquitoes in autumn are the most poisonous, and those who are full of blood will spend the winter, did Xianjun bring herbal ointment?"

"Ah?" Mo Ran froze for a moment, looking for his reputation.The speaker was a pretty girl, with black and glossy braids, wearing a blue jacket, picturesque eyebrows, white and tender skin, but very bold eyes. When she met Mo Ran's eyes, she immediately became more and more beautiful. Enthusiasm.

Mo Ran didn't react for a while, and he only thought in his heart, oh, it's the girl who sang the little song just now.

He is dull, but the aunt sitting next to the girl is very smart. She is a woman who has given birth to seven children. She has a better understanding of the thoughts of the girl's family than anyone else. You lived here for a long time, and you will go back after the busy farming season, why would you bring herbal ointment? Ling'er, you can send a jar to Xianjun later."

The girl named Ling'er immediately smiled brightly: "Of course that's good, I'll bring it to Xianjun in the evening."

"..." Mo Ran didn't have time to say anything, and the two passionate women made a decision for him, and Mo Ran couldn't help being a little speechless.He turned his head to look at Chu Wanning, and saw that Chu Wanning was taking out a handkerchief, slowly wiping the soup stains on his hands, with a disgusted expression.

Mo Ran is not good at dealing with women, so he whispered to Chu Wanning: "I also have soup on my hand, and I will wipe your handkerchief after wiping it."

Chu Wanning handed him his handkerchief, still the one embroidered with crabapple flowers.

Mo Ran remembered that he was in Taohuayuan, and he used this handkerchief. Chu Wanning looked indifferent and cold, but he was actually a long-term person. Mo Ran had noticed in his previous life that the style of this person's clothes and the decorations in the house, Often ten or twenty years will not change much.I just didn't expect that even this handkerchief was the same.

It has been so long, and the pattern embroidered on it has faded, and this nostalgic person did not discard it.

Mo Ran wiped his hands, and then took a closer look at the veil, and suddenly found that although the flowers were embroidered meticulously, the stitches were not good-looking. When he saw that it was something made by a beginner, he froze for a moment.

Xin Dao, it is estimated that the master stabbed it himself when he was idle and bored. Thinking of the master poking the begonia with a serious face, Mo Ran couldn't help but want to laugh...

To take a closer look, the handkerchief was taken away by Chu Wanning.

Mo Ran said: "What to do with it, I will wash it for you."

"I can wash it myself." Chu Wanning said, picking up the bowls and chopsticks again.Where is Mo Ran willing to watch him die again, he quickly changed a bowl of rice with him, and said, "Eat my bowl, I have never touched it."

The wife of the village chief also hurriedly said: "If Xianjun can't eat spicy food, don't eat it. It's okay, it's okay."

Chu Wanning pursed her lips, and drooped her eyes for a long time and said, "I'm sorry." While talking about changing meals with Mo Ran, Mo Ran took his bowl and chopsticks and was about to eat, but thought that Chu Wanning had already eaten As soon as I took a bite, my heart was inexplicably warm and throbbing.

He took a piece of fat and thin pork belly, and brought it to his mouth. The chopsticks had bitten his teeth and rubbed his lips...

In the previous life, he was desolate and debauched, what did he not do with Chu Wanning?But in this life, he just licked his used chopsticks and pressed his lips against his used bowls.

It turned out that it was just like this, and the lower body was hard and hot.

No matter how sternly he warned himself, no matter how much he told himself not to have lustful thoughts about his pure and upright master, his heart didn't feel like his own. He could keep himself from touching him, but he couldn't miss him. .

He has no hatred for Chu Wanning for a long time. He thought that after stripping off the hatred, his feelings for the master should only be respect and love.

But he seemed to be wrong. When the black gauze of hatred fell, what was revealed was moist affection and hot desire... He was sinking in the sea of ​​desire, trying to climb ashore on the driftwood of reason, but Chu Wanning's blink of an eye, and an understatement, can drag him back to the abyss of desire.

He felt really crazy.

Chu Wanning doesn't like men, so even if Mo Ran dies, he won't touch him or bully him.

So desire burned into a sea of ​​flames in his heart, overflowing into a vast ocean, he was in dire straits, and even forgot about everything else, only the pure person in front of him fell asleep in his unclean heart.

The autumn wind rustled, and he sat beside him in the sound of rice-flavored frogs. At this moment, Mo Ran suddenly thought absurdly, if they could stay like this for a lifetime, it seemed to be pretty good.He used to feel that he lacked everything, so he wanted to grab everything like crazy, but now he felt that he had everything, and he didn't dare to ask for more.

The busy farming takes about half a month. During this time, Chu Wanning and Mo Ran lived in Yuliang Village.

Although this small village is not rich, it is not difficult to tidy up the two empty houses, but the environment is a bit difficult.The village head's wife gritted her teeth and made two thick quilts out, saying that she wanted to spread them for Mo Ran, but they declined in unison.

Chu Wanning said: "It is also warm to spread straw, you can keep it for yourself."

Mo Ran also smiled and said: "At any rate, he is a cultivator, so he can't compete with you for bedding."

The village head was full of apology, and said repeatedly: "I'm really sorry, there were still many mattresses in the past, but when there was a trouble last year, the village was drained of water, and many things..."

Chu WanNing said: "It's okay."

After a few words of comfort, the village chief and his wife finally walked away trembling.Mo Ran helped Chu Wanning arrange the bed again, spread thicker straw under the quilt, and tried his best to make the bed softer, which looked a bit like a dog busy taking a soft pillow at home.

Chu Wanning leaned against the table, looked at it lightly, and said: "It's almost done, if you spread it down, I'm afraid I'm not sleeping in bed, but in Sleeping Valley."

Mo Ran was a little embarrassed by what he said, scratched his head and said: "I rushed a little today, and tomorrow I will go to the nearby market to buy a mattress for Master."

"You're going to buy a mattress, and I'll do all the farm work?" Chu Wanning glared at him, "That's it, it's good." He said, walked over and smelled, "There is a smell of rice."

Mo Ran said: "No, Master, you are most afraid of the cold, you can't..."

"Winter hasn't arrived yet." Chu Wanning frowned, "Why are you talking so much, go back to your room, I've been tired all day, my feet are numb, I want to sleep."

Mo Ran obediently left.

Chu Wanning just took off his shoes, scooped some water from the tank at will, washed his feet, and prepared to climb up his rice bed.I heard the knock on the door, the ink burned and returned, and shouted outside: "Master, I'm coming in!"

"..." Chu Wanning was furious, "Didn't I tell you, don't tell me the phrase 'I'm in'!"

Mo Ran let him get angry, smiled and rubbed his head to open the half-open door, he really didn't have a hand to push the door, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing honey-colored, tight and sexy arms, lifting There is a bucket full of clear water, and the water is steaming.

The young man's eyes were particularly bright and scorching in the mist.

Chu Wanning was so heartbroken by him that he didn't know what to say.

Mo Ran lifted the heavy bucket to his bed and put it down. His face was bright and his dimples were smooth. He said: "Master, let's soak your feet. I've been tired for a day. After soaking, I will press it, and Master will sleep again." .”

"Do not……"

"I know, the master wants to say no." Mo Ran smiled, "Yes. The first time I do farm work, I will have back pain. If the master does not rest well, I won't get up tomorrow. Those children in the village, It's time to laugh at you again."

The water in the barrel is warm and hot, even slightly hot, but not unbearable.

Chu Wanning's bare feet are immersed in it, the toes are round and delicate, the ankle bones are extremely smooth and clear, the skin on his feet is very white, because it has not seen the sun for a long time, it can even be called pale.

Mo Ran saw it, and suddenly felt that Chu Wanning's skin was really good, fairer and clearer than those delicate and crystal Sichuan girls.

Think about it carefully, even Song Qiutong, the woman who married back home in the previous life, is not as good as Chu Wanning's touch... Pooh, what are you thinking.

So Chu Wanning was soaking his feet, and Mo Ran was sitting at the opposite table reading a book.

He brought the book himself, some boring fairy healing books, the room was very quiet, so quiet that both of them subconsciously slowed down their breathing, not wanting each other to hear it.In the room with a bean lamp lit, only the sound of Chu Wanning's feet shaking the water occasionally sounded.

"I've washed it, I don't feel sore anymore, you can go back."

Mo Ran was very persistent. He would never believe in Chu Wanning's "no pain" or "not uncomfortable". He had already put down the book, lowered his body in front of Chu Wanning's bed, half-kneeled down, and picked up Chu Wanning wants to retract one foot, and his eyes are a bit undeniable:

"After pressing the master, I will go back."

"..." Chu Wanning wanted to kick him and let him go back quickly, don't fucking talk to himself in front of him.

But the hand holding him was so strong and a little rough, the tiger's mouth and the calluses on the fingertips stuck to his flesh, and his feet became extremely sensitive due to the soaking in hot water, and he felt a little itchy for a moment, wanting to laugh , so all the energy was spent on Renxiao, and he missed the last chance to pick up the majesty and drive away Mo Ran.

Mo Ran was half-kneeling, had already put his feet on his knees, lowered his eyes, and patiently rubbed and pressed them.

"Master, isn't it cold in the paddy fields?" He asked while pressing.

"Fortunately."

"There are also many dead branches and rotten leaves. Look at this side, they are all scratched."

"..." Chu Wanning looked at the side of his right foot, and there was a small hole, "It's just a small injury, I don't feel anything."

The ink burned: "I brought some plasters for bruises, Master, wait a minute, I will take them and apply them to you. Auntie's adjustment is very easy to use, and the wound will heal overnight." He said and said After opening the door, his hut was face to face with Chu Wanning, and there was only a yard in the middle that could be finished by ten steps. He quickly went back and forth, and brought a jar of balm.

"As for being so hypocritical?"

"It's not hypocritical, it will be more troublesome if it festers, come, master, give me your feet."

Chu Wanning is a little embarrassed. He has lived for so many years, and his feet are a very private place. He is always well-dressed on weekdays. Of course, he will not swing around barefoot. This is the flesh that few people have seen. Flesh that no one has touched.

Just because those who don't know are fearless, he didn't know what it was like to be pinched by someone just now, so he squeezed it a few times by Mo Ran. Who would have expected that it would be such a numb and sore feeling, like ants were biting at the bottom of his heart, so he squeezed it again. When it came to offering it to him, I was a little hesitant.

Mo Ran looked at the pair of pure white feet half covered under the edge of the clothes, the hot water finally added some blood to them, Chu Wanning's toes were well-proportioned and delicate, and the nails looked like knots on the lake in the deep winter in the south The thin layer of ice on the skin was crystal clear, but the fingertips that had just been soaked were slightly crimson.

It seems that a budding crabapple flower is frozen in the ice layer.

Mo Ranfu knelt down again, with a gentle and respectful expression, holding the warm crabapple flower in his palm.

He felt the crabapple trembling slightly in his hand, and the petals rustling, he suddenly wanted to bow his head, lean over and kiss it, so that it would not hesitate, not be afraid, let it stretch its fragrance and loosen its petals.

"Master..."

"what happened?"

He seemed to hear Chu Wanning's voice was a little hoarse, and it seemed that the love was so deep that the flowers were full of branches, and the flowers were about to be unbearable, and the dew would drip into the ground.

Mo Ran raised his head suddenly, and the candle flame burst at this time, bursting out a string of sparks, and the candle tears slowly fell.He happened to meet Chu Wanning's eyes, and their eyes were bright in the lights, with lust and spring tide.

"you……"

Chu Wanning put down his two-page eyelash curtains, and said lightly: "My feet are ticklish, you should hurry up."

Mo Ran's face turned red in an instant. Fortunately, he was tanned now, and it was not easy to see. He murmured "Oh", and put his head and face red and red ears to apply ointment to others.

But I couldn't help but echoed the phrase "Hurry up" over and over again in my ears.

His Adam's apple moved, looking at the delicate skin in front of his eyes.

He thought of all kinds of past lives, and it became clearer and clearer. He thought of the messy mattress of Wushan Temple, and the pillow was bright red, which made Chu Wanning more and more fair.They entangled fiercely like wild animals, panting and growling, fishy and sticky.

He thought of Chu Wanning humming muffledly under him, and his ice-like voice was burned hot by the tide of love and lust, turning into soft water.

"Hurry up... ah..." Chu Wanning seemed to be moaning in his ear, and he seemed to be able to hear it.

Mo Ran suddenly closed his eyes, his eyebrows twisted into knots.

Now he finally recognizes one thing: it is too difficult for him to be nice to Chu Wanning.

The distance is far away, I am afraid that I will not be able to cover this person, and I am afraid that I will not be able to take good care of him.

The distance is getting closer, but he can't restrain the evil fire in his heart, and if he doesn't pay attention to his reason, he will be burned. He is afraid that he will do something that crosses the line.

He wanted to go to him, wanted him, and even at this moment, he suddenly felt that what he wanted to do was not to kneel here and pinch Chu Wanning's feet with medicine.This person was sitting in front of him, sitting on the bed. His current strength is not much different from the past, and Chu Wanning couldn't get rid of him.

He longed to fuck him, longed to push people down between the beds, he longed for his throat to be dry with thirst, longed for desire to swell and ache, he wanted to press tightly on Chu Wanning's body, he...

"Master, it's finished!" He almost shouted loudly.It frightened Chu Wanning to jump.

Only Mo Ran knew that his back was covered in cold sweat.

He suddenly felt extremely sad—why he couldn't treat Master cleanly, why he couldn't treat Master frankly, why he couldn't get rid of those fiery desires.

Chu Wanning, Chu Wanning...

His master is the loneliest person in the world. If he knew that his apprentice had such thoughts for him, how much would he cast aside and despise?

Two lifetimes.

He didn't want him to look down on him any more.

Chu Wanning put on the shoes and socks, and during the process, Mo Ran kept his head down and stood beside him silently. He looked like a well-behaved and docile dog. Only he knew that what was locked in his heart was an insatiable wolf. .

After a while, Mo Ran suppressed the heat in his heart and said: "Master, take a good rest. If you feel uncomfortable tomorrow, don't go to the ground. I will do two people alone."

Before Chu Wanning had time to say anything, he heard a delicate voice outside shouting: "Mo Xianjun, Mo Xianjun, are you there?"

The author has something to say:

small theater:

"If the protagonists travel to modern times, what occupations might they do with their own skills? "

Master: Be an outstanding graduate of Lanxiang Technical School first, and then become an auto mechanic, driving excavators and forklifts.Oh, by the way, when it comes to this, I swear that if I write a salted egg article in the future, I will write about a president who drives a tractor. I have had enough of the president driving a Lambo, Bentley and Ferrari. Ask the president to drive the tractor!I'm about to drive a tractor!Chu Wanning, you are President Wen's male pig's foot!Drive your tractor!Touch porcelain's Ferrari!go!

Gouzi: Chef, an outstanding graduate of New Oriental Chef Training School.The chef who drives a Porsche and the president who drives a tractor are a good pair.

Xue Meng: Nothing, probably will die.

Teacher Mei: Selling counterfeit medicines is easier to make money, but he has a good conscience and may not bear it, and he will probably go bankrupt in the end

Ye Wangxi: Police.

Mei Hanxue: ... Duck King.

Nangong Si: The manager of the pet shop, if it is really not possible, the manager of the pig farm is also possible.