The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

It turned out that at the moment when Mo Ran turned his head, Chu Wanning's mind flashed, and he turned around almost at the last moment, with his arms crossed and propped on the wall, leaving the other party with a well-balanced and strong back.

In this way, Mo Ran would not be able to see his face, and Chu Wanning felt that he was really quick-witted.

This fool doesn't even know that what he exposed under Mo Ran's eyelids is a low-lying and sexy waist, a full and strong buttocks, and a pair of slender and powerful legs... He is like a rabbit that has skinned itself, The browned and crispy ones baked on the fire are almost like saying "please eat, thank you."

Mo Ran felt that his throat was dry, his eyes seemed to be bloodshot, and he endured for a while before saying: "Master, what is this... what?"

doing what?

...Hmm... This posture is indeed a bit weird, how should I put it in order to get past it quietly...

Chu Wanning turned over half of his face, his expression was cold and serious, and he wanted to cover it up.

Mo Ran has put down his clothes and walked towards him, perhaps because he is against the light, he always feels that the expression on Mo Ran's face is chilling, like a wolf who has been hungry for a long time in the jungle, seeing a piece of fresh and tender meat, but The meat was hung on the trap, the wolf hesitated, the hunger and thirst in the belly were fighting fiercely with the rationality in the brain, the flames of war spread from the body to the eyes, the black eyes of Mo Ran were very bright, exuding a faint Light.

Chu Wanning finally felt that something was wrong. The two words were put on the bowstring, and the tone was sharp, piercing the strange silence.

"Back rub."

"...Huh?" Mo Ran's wet voice was condensed in his throat, with a nasal sound, which looked very sexy, "What?"

This is really an excuse that Chu Wanning thought of when he was in a hurry, but since the sound had already entered his ears, he was so strong that he couldn't get it out, so he had to pretend to be calm, and said coldly: "Since you are here, rub your back before leaving."

Ink burning: "..."

"I've been busy these days, I'm sweating all over my body, and I feel uncomfortable." Chu Wanning tried his best to look very casual, very calm, "It's always good to scrub clean."

He didn't know whether he had cheated Mo Ran, and whether the lie was still natural.

But in short, Mo Ran listened to his words in the end, obediently took a towel, poured it with warm water, and rubbed Chu Wanning's back.

Wanye Yuheng has always been wise, this is really the stupidest thing he has ever done.

What is the most tormenting thing in this world?

It was the person he loved standing behind him, with a rough towel, a pair of generous hands rubbing his whole body, every place touched was like sailing through spring water, leaving hot red marks.Although Mo Ran's strength has been restrained, he is still very fierce. What's more, his flesh has never been touched like this before. He only feels that every inch of his muscles is trembling. Man sees the difference in himself.

His forehead was pressed against the wall, in a place where Mo Ran could not see, his lips were biting tightly, the tail of the phoenix pupil was flushed, the desire was so hard and hot, even as thick as the dew on the branch, it was slightly moist...

He is still a person who has never had a relationship, so what, in front of the person he loves, he endures such stimulation and pretends to be noble.

It's so uncomfortable...

But if you ask Mo Ran, what is the most tormenting thing in the world?

I'm afraid the answer will be very different. He will probably say that it is that person standing in front of you naked, with his hands against the wall and his shoulders stretched out. Looking at you across a towel that hinders your hands and feet, with dirty thoughts, you rubbed his whole body with hot hands.

Of course he knew that he was rubbing the master's back, but with a little force, the man's skin turned red, and he had the sexiness of being bullied and abused.

His hands touched his shoulder blades, lingering on his waist, and involuntarily, his strength gradually increased.He felt the person under him tremble slightly, but he didn't know if it was his own illusion. He stared at the white and full curve, and restrained himself until his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, so as not to throw away the bath towel, and directly grabbed it with his hands, and pulled out Five soul-stirring red marks.

He has already tasted the ecstasy of the person in front of him, so what, in front of this person, he swallowed his words and forced himself to be a gentleman.

It's so uncomfortable...

The two of them felt uncomfortable for a long time, and if they continued to rub, they might get angry.

Chu Wanning finally couldn't hold back, hoarse voice, and said: "Okay, you go out, I can rub the rest, I will do it myself."

Mo Ran almost breathed a sigh of relief, his forehead was covered with fine sweat.

He said in a deep voice: "Yes... Master..."

The door curtain lifted and fell, and the ink burned out.

Chu Wanning didn't come back to his senses for a long time, he was still lying on the wall, his forehead was against the wall, his ears were blood red, the same as the traces of rubbing on his back, and he didn't know if Mo Ran saw it.

"..."

He slightly opened his phoenix eyes, as if because of humiliation, he bit his lower lip, hesitated for a long time, and stretched out his hand, holding his already painful desire.

Originally, he ran back to take a shower to suppress this filthy emotion.

Unexpectedly, people are not as good as heaven, and by chance, Mo Ran pushed him into the deeper waves of the sea of ​​desire.Chu Wanning, who has been relying on pure heart to resist human nature, finally on this day, couldn't help but relieve himself of almost overflowing love in the form of the most ordinary and embarrassing mortal.

His lips were slightly parted, his phoenix eyes were half-closed, his expression was pitiful and aggrieved...

He was leaning against the cold wall, but his forehead was hot, his beautiful shoulders were low, his Adam's apple was rolling, and he gasped and swallowed deeply.

So sinful, yet so beautiful.

Like a white phoenix-tailed butterfly caught in a spider's web, in the tight tide of emotion, it shakes its wings feebly, but it can't, never, never get out.

He is always dirty.

Dirty to the bone, so miserable, so pitiful, tempting to violate, and addictive.

In the end, Chu Wanning was almost resentful, and he punched the wall. He was so ruthless, so annoyed, so unwilling, that he used so much force that his finger bones were worn out and blood oozes out.

"Damn."

I don't know if I'm scolding myself or Mo Ran.

Chu Wanning's eye sockets are moist, affectionate and intentional, with hatred and hatred, and at a loss.

In a blink of an eye, they have been in Yuliang Village for more than half a month, and the busy farming season is coming to an end.

From the day he took a bath, Chu Wanning avoided Mo Ran like a snake, scorpion and beast. He didn't notice the strangeness of Mo Ran, but he couldn't stand his own changes.

A person, who has been bland and elegant for a long time, will be particularly easy to carry. Otherwise, why did Chu Wanning always dislike other people's dual cultivation couples before?It's really not jealousy, Elder Yuheng really felt a little unbearable, tired and disliked.

He doesn't look at erotic pictures, because he really doesn't want to look at them, not just pretending.For Chu Wanning, things like "like" and "kiss" are still acceptable, but if it goes a step further, such as comfort, such as intrusion, his face will turn blue and he can't accept it.

This is like a vegetarian, if you secretly put some lard in his bowl, he will probably find it delicious, but if you give him a piece of roasted meat that is browned on the outside but still smells of blood inside, he may not be able to eat it. Disgusting.

After venting dizzily that day, Chu Wanning woke up. He gasped and looked at the stickiness on his hands, only to feel that his head was poured with a handful of cold water.

His face turned blue.

What are you doing?To be so teased by a kid in his early twenties that he couldn't help himself, and he had to rely on self-soothing to calm the tide in his heart.

Chu WanNing had goosebumps on his back, so when he met Mo Ran later, he retreated three feet, lest he accidentally release the scourge in his heart and do something that he regretted.

He retreated, and the ink burned also retreated.

Mo Ran is also really afraid. He found that his desire for Chu Wanning seems to be far higher than expected. The dam he built before will soon be unable to stop the turbulent waves. The enthusiasm in his bones will be at any time overflowing.

He knows that human nature and animal nature are just a difference in one thought, and he is unwilling to hurt Chu Wanning again because of this difference in thought, so he also subconsciously avoids Chu Wanning.

The distance between the two became farther away, but on the contrary, there was an illusion of respect from the disciple and charity from the master.

The days went on peacefully.

On this day, the hunters in the village slaughtered a plump deer on the mountain, and the villagers proposed to hold a bonfire party at the small drying ground at the entrance of the village at night.

So each household took out some food, or pastries, or dried meat, and the village head also opened two jars of sorghum wine, and sat around in a lively group. Noisy eating and drinking, very happy.Chu Wanning and Mo Ran didn't sit together. They were a little far apart, and there was a fire burning in the middle. They looked at each other through the fire, and they didn't want each other to find out.

You glanced at me, thinking it was silent, but the two sets of eyes always met halfway, so you pretended to just glance over unintentionally, and lowered lightly, and after a while, you took advantage of people's unpreparedness and sneaked up on the other's cheek.

The orange flames surged and the firewood crackled.

There were laughter and laughter all around, but none of them could hear or see anyone. There was a moon in the sky, only according to the hearts of the two of them.

The wine opened by the village head soon ran out, but everyone felt that it was not enough.

Mo Ran remembered that there was still a good altar of Lihuabai in his room, so he said hello, got up and went back to get the wine.

Halfway there, I heard movement behind me.

He turned around: "Who?"

The rustling footsteps stopped immediately, and then a pair of light green shoes embroidered with yellow flowers slowly came out from the corner.

The ink burned for a moment: "Miss Ling'er? It's you."

Ling'er drank a little too much wine, her snowy jade-like cheeks were flushed, her lips were plump and bright, she stood in the moonlight, staring affectionately, her full chest heaving and falling with some rapid breathing , she said: "Mo Xianjun, wait a minute, I have something to tell you."

The author has something to say: Started!Assist Miss Sister to give away the head!Sacrifice her one, happy dog ​​and cat series!Tomorrow Gouzi will understand his own mind! (Actually, I've already figured it out--) Hahaha~~ Happy New Year! Happy New Year!

We are having New Year's Eve dinner today and tomorrow, so I can't reply to both of them, I'm very sorry qaq, I should be able to reply normally the day after tomorrow~ Memojiu!

The sound has entered the ear, and it is hard to pull out—from Li Bihua's "Farewell My Concubine". It is not a common phrase, so it may be misunderstood. Please mark the source.

Small Theater "The Random Adaptation of the End of This Chapter"

1. If Linger was the audience

Ling'er: "Xianjun Mo, wait a minute, I have something to tell you."

Mo Ran: "Say."

Ling'er: "Let me ask, when will you drive?"

Ink burning: "..."

2. If Linger is a black guide

Ling'er: "Xianjun Mo, wait a minute, I have something to tell you."

Mo Ran: "Say."

Ling'er: "Roasted roe deer and a table of wine made by the farmhouse cost 889, should Xianjun pay by card or by cash?"

Mo Ran: "...Didn't you say that the group meal is free?"

Ling'er: "Yes, but this is a bonfire party, a self-funded project."

Ink burning: "..."

3. If Ling'er is a customer service pimp in the cat club

Ling'er: "Xianjun Mo, wait a minute, I have something to tell you."

Mo Ran: "Say."

Ling'er: (rubbing secretly) Sexy leopard cat, intellectual British short, hot and beautiful short, alternative no cat, just apply for a monthly card, and you can suck and masturbate cats all day without bottom line, Xianjun think about it?

Mo Ran: ... Is there a white cat?You touch him once, and he slaps you ten times.