The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

The ink burned for a moment and froze.

There is the familiar scent of crabapple flowers in the breath. Although Chu Wanning didn't have much expression, the cuffs that fell on his eyelids were very gentle and wiped carefully.The key is that this man in white clothes is standing so close to him at this moment, he can even see the extremely delicate texture on Wan Ning's lips, and he can even kiss those lips with ease as long as he lowers his head again, Put the soft tender stamen between the lips and teeth.

"You won, but you didn't wake me up, it's not a victory."

Chu Wanning wiped the sweat between his brows and said suddenly.

The ink burned for a moment, then smiled: "I didn't win, the winner is the master."

"You didn't cut the rice this afternoon?"

"No, there is not much left. I went to the market, bought some winter expenses, and walked around from house to house, which delayed some time." Mo Ran said, "So it was cut by the master. More than me."

Chu Wanning snorted lightly and seemed satisfied.

After a while, he asked, "What did you buy at the market? Mattresses?"

Before Mo Ran had time to speak, Ling'er standing next to him was unwilling to be lonely, and interjected with a smile: "Xianjun bought a lot of things, but the camel horse was exhausted."

"There are not many, just charcoal fire or something, bought some meat, and some candies."

"It's more than that." Ling'er said, "Xianjun also bought a mattress for each family, and the old lady who plucked cotton directly pushed the cart into the village with him, and filled the cart full."

Chu Wanning was a little surprised: "Where did you get so much money?"

"Usually saved." Mo Ran laughed, "In fact, those mattresses are not expensive to sell, much cheaper than those in the cultivation world."

"What about the meat?"

"I bought it casually, let the village chief take it back and cook it for everyone tomorrow."

Chu Wanning's face remained unchanged, and asked again: "What about the sugar?"

Ling'er clapped her palms and said with a smile: "Of course I bought it for the children in the village. Immortal Mo distributed it to them as soon as he came back. There are maltose and sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. Many girls and boys in our village have never eaten these desserts. , don't mention how happy you are."

She paused, and said sweetly, "I got a piece too."

This girl belongs to the kind who will come to things, and she is naturally familiar. She interrupted several times before, and Chu Wanning didn't mind, but after finishing the sentence, he rolled his eyes and glanced at her coldly.

"Is it tasty?"

Ling'er said generously, "It's delicious, so sweet."

Chu Wanning seemed to be sneering: "Then you eat more." After saying that, he walked away.Mo Ran didn't know where to make him unhappy again, and was about to chase him, when suddenly the sky was covered with darkness, it was Chu Wanning who threw the robe on his face, Mo Ran caught it, pulled down the robe anxiously looking at him.

"Master?"

"It's ridiculous to be naked! You are not cold, I look cold!" Chu Wanning said sharply, "Put it on!"

"..."

Although Mo Ran was very hot, but since Chu Wanning said so, he still didn't say a word, and immediately put on his clothes, the sweat stuck to the fabric, and it was a bit uncomfortable when he was wet. He raised his eyelashes and looked blankly. looking at each other.

Chu Wanning frowned and said: "Pull up the skirt! Open it for who to see! There are no rules!"

"..." Mo Ran immediately adjusted the front of the skirt, and the neckline was folded very high and tight. Now there is no half an inch of flesh exposed, but there is a kind of beauty of abstinence.Chu Wanning looked at it, and was inexplicably more angry. He swore secretly and left with his sleeves, leaving Mo Ran stunned in place like a stupid dog.

The village chief and his wife and Ling'er looked at each other, all at a loss, Ling'er said sadly: "This fairy...so fierce...I have never seen such a weird person... "She said with some pity, even in a flattering whisper.

"Your master treats you really badly, but you are mild-tempered and can bear not—"

She turned her head while talking, but suddenly met Mo Ran's eyes, half of the words were broken between her lips and teeth, and she couldn't speak anymore.Because she saw Mo Xianjun, who had always been smiling and very friendly, suddenly looked sour, with wolf-tooth-like sharpness in his eyes.

She stopped her mouth suddenly, but Mo Ran turned her face away immediately, the light changed, and the color in his eyes was no longer so easy to see, Ling'er's heart was pounding, I don't know if it was my hallucination just now, or the one in front of me The steady and generous man like a mountain suddenly revealed another face of a jackal.

Mo Ran said in a muffled voice: "Sorry, you are busy first, I don't worry about him, go and have a look." Then he walked away.

Chu Wanning stood by the river pond, the sky was full of reed flowers, the setting sun was half immersed in the sparkling water waves, and the river seemed to be burning with fire.

Mo Ran ran in a hurry, and when he stopped behind him, he gasped a little: "Master."

"..."

"What did I do wrong?"

Chu Wanning said: "No."

"Then why are you unhappy?"

"I'm happy."

The ink burned for a moment: "What?"

Chu WanNing turned around and said gloomyly, "I'm not happy."

Ink burning: "..."

He didn't intend to talk to Chu Wanning in a tongue twister. He looked at Chu Wanning's face carefully, and suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help laughing: "I know why the master is unhappy."

Chu Wanning's hands were tightly clenched in the wide sleeves, his shoulders moved slightly imperceptibly, but his face was still calm: "I said I didn't—"

Mo Ran has come over, standing under the tree, smiling with his hands behind his back, the old banyan tree by the river has some thick meridians exposed on the surface, like strong blood vessels, slowly piercing deep into the soil.

He stood on the protruding root vein, appearing taller.

Chu WanNing was alert and upset, and said, "Come down for me."

"Oh."

Mo Ran jumped lightly and cleverly, his toes left the protruding tree boil, and fell in front of Chu Wanning.This tree coiled crouching dragon, there are only a few places without thick roots. Chu Wanning stood together, and Mo Ran could only stand very close to him to avoid the high ground.

He lowered his head, and his breathing could almost shake Chu Wanning's eyelashes, so Chu Wanning was a little embarrassed again, and said with a calm face: "You go up for me."

"..." Mo Ran couldn't help laughing, "Up and down, up and down, Master is joking with me?"

Chu Wanning also knew that he was messing around in a fit of anger, and when he was exposed, he simply remained silent and did not speak gloomily.

Mo Ran stretched out his hand from behind, and a handful of candies that came out of nowhere, wrapped in rice paper, were colorfully held in the palm of his hand, and piled up into a sweet hill.

"Don't be angry, I'll keep it for you."

"..." Chu Wanning became even more angry, he wanted to vomit blood, and was furious, he pressed his sword eyebrows and shouted, "Mo Weiyu!!"

"In!" Mo Ran hurriedly stood up straight.

"Who wants to eat candy? Do you treat me like a three-year-old kid? Or do you treat me like a girl? I don't—oh!"

A candy was tapped to the lips and sent into the mouth.

Chu WanNing was stunned.

All of a sudden, the tips of his ears turned red, and his face also turned red, whether it was from shame or anger, his phoenix eyes were wide open, and he stared at the smiling man in front of him with both surprise and anger.

"Milk flavor." Mo Ran said, "You like it best."

Chu Wanning suddenly became a little speechless and a little powerless, like a cat whose claws had been cut off, and the threat of baring its teeth and claws and showing its hair became useless.

He had a milk-flavored candy in his mouth, and a small patch of broken hair on his forehead was slightly lifted by the wind because of his hurried walk just now, trembling softly like a blade of grass.Mo Ran looked at it, and felt itchy in his heart, and wanted to reach out and press down that strand of hair.

He is a hard worker.

Thinking this way in my heart, I really stretched out my hand.

Chu WanNing: "......"

Mo Ran smiled and said: "I bought some candies and snacks for everyone in the village, but the ones I bought for the master are the most delicious. I secretly hide the candies in my sleeves. Put the pastries in your room and eat them quietly when you go back at night , don’t let those little guys see it, it’s a lotus flower cake, very beautiful, if they see it, they’ll pester you to ask for it.”

Chu Wanning didn't speak. After a long time, he rolled the melted milk candy with the tip of his tongue, raised his eyes, and looked at the man in front of him under the old banyan tree among the reed flowers.

After a long while, I threw out four words out of context: "Osmanthus candied lotus root."

Mo Ran smiled: "I bought it."

"Crab powder lion head."

"I bought it too."

"..."

Chu Wanning turned his head. He felt that his majesty had lost a lot today. He wanted to pick up his majesty and dust off the dust, so he deliberately straightened his posture and raised his chin slightly. "It's a pity that Li Huabai is missing."

He probably thought that the way he raised his chin was serious and oppressive.

However, that was the past, limited to Mo Ran's youth, when he was not as tall as him.

Chu Wanning didn't know that if he did this now, he would only let Mo Ran see the soft jaw, the Adam's apple exposed after the chin was raised, and the neck as white as porcelain.

He is like a cat with high self-esteem, he puts the most vulnerable place under the lips and teeth of the wolf dog, but he is arrogant and does not know it. He thinks that he has deterred the tiger and wolf, but he doesn't know that the tiger wolf only wants to suck his throat in it. Between mouth and tongue, licking and kissing, swallowing into the stomach.

Fool.

It took a lot of perseverance for Mo Ran to move his eyes away from Chu Wanning's chin, and when he looked at the person in front of him again, his eyes were a little deep, and his voice was a little low.

He forced a smile, being his gentleman and Liu Xiahui, he said: "Yes."

Chu Wanning didn't react, and frowned: "What?"

"Pear blossom white."

Mo Ran took a deep breath, suppressed the desire in his heart, and said hoarsely.

"Pear blossoms are white, and there are some."

Chu WanNing: "..."

"Walking on the road, I think Master might want to drink it." Mo Ran said, "Fortunately, I bought it."

Chu Wanning stared at the apprentice in front of him who was trying to please him, and suddenly he couldn't say anything. He suddenly felt that his making things difficult was boring, and it was boring to pretend to be cold.

He finally released his tense body slowly, leaned his back on the old banyan tree, looked back and forth at Mo Ran, and then said: "Mo Ran."

"Ah."

"You've changed a lot."

After he finished saying this, for some reason, he saw a trace of uneasiness in Mo Ran's eyes, and then Mo Ran flashed his thick and slender eyelashes, and said, "Does Master like it?"

"..." Chu Wanning said, "I don't hate it."

Then he seemed to suddenly think of something, and he stood up straight again, raised his finger, hesitated in mid-air, and landed on the side of Mo Ran's waist.

Mo Ran trembled suddenly, but he didn't know why, but looked down at Chu Wanning anxiously.

"I saw in the book that you fought fiercely with the Yellow River." Chu Wanning said, "This is where the injury is."

"……Um."

Chu Wanning sighed uncontrollably, and patted Mo Ran's shoulder: "You are fine now, and you can be a master Mo."

"The apprentice dare not."

Chu Wanning smiled slightly, poked Mo Ran's eyebrows with his fingertips, and then hung down: "Yes, running around in disheveled clothes all day long, it really doesn't look like a master. Let's go, the sun is setting, go back and rest earlier Well, what are you going to do tomorrow?"

Mo Ran thought for a while, and said: "It seems to say that the rice is steamed, and I want to make rice cakes."

Chu night Ning nodded, and suddenly said: "Don't take off your clothes."

Mo Ran's face flushed: "Yeah."

"Rest when it's hot."

"it is good."

Chu Wanning thought about it for a while, and said: "I have to remember to bring a handkerchief, and don't always mix with unmarried girls. Do you have a handkerchief?"

"...No." Mo Ran felt embarrassed.

"...Then what do you usually use to wipe your face..."

"...Sleeves." Mo Ran felt even more embarrassed by his roughness.

Chu Wanning was a little speechless, and said for a long time: "I will help you cut a piece."

Mo Ran's eyes suddenly lit up: "Give it to me?"

"Ah."

Mo Ran was overjoyed: "That's great! When will Master cut?"

Chu Wanning frowned: "...you have to wait for this time to finish."

"Then I... also want the one with crabapple flowers, is that okay?"

"……I will try my best."

Mo Ran, who got the promise, was happy all night, immersed in the joy of exchanging a handful of candy for a handkerchief, covered with a newly changed quilt, tossing and turning happily unable to fall asleep.

For five years, he has been suffering from drunken dreams.

This was the first time he could not sleep because of joy.

The heartbeat was very fast, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. Later, he couldn't help it, and sat up from the bed. His window was facing the window of Chu Wanning's room.He lay on the edge, through the slightly opened gap, the tip of his nose was the sweetness of the wilderness and countryside at night, in front of him was a small courtyard, and the candlelight opposite the courtyard.

Chu WanNing hasn't slept yet.

what is he doing?

Are you thinking about how to cut a handkerchief, or are you eating the lotus cake you brought him?

Mo Ran looked at the warm yellow light shining through the opposite window, and watched for a long time, until the light on the opposite side went out and Chu WanNing fell asleep, he whispered reluctantly:

"Master, sweet dream."

There is another sentence that is pressed in the bottom of his heart, even if no one hears it, he dare not say it.

Night Ning.

Good dreams.

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[Small Theater] What do the four masters and apprentices use to wipe their sweat?

Cultural person Chu Wanning: Begonia handkerchief

Primitive Ink Rain: Sleeves

Sister Beauty Master: Fish lips, how can a beauty sweat, and she will never let anyone find out when she sweats

Birdman (...) Xue Ziming: A shameful handkerchief embroidered with the word [Xue Meng], Mrs. Wang embroidered it for him, because he always lost the handkerchief, and the embroidered name was convenient for others to send back to him if he lost it...